"Alex has already tried taking care of himself. That’s why he started drinking and that’s how he lost his eye and that’s why he ended up in the shelter. He can’t take care of himself. He knows that. Right now, Spike is the only one who can help him." Fuck Willow, that fucking bint.
Sorry. That's just what that passage made me feel.
"“Well, there was another superhero, an’ I use the term very loosely here. He was a member b’fore I joined. Was already forming his own Round Table in L.A. when I came along. His name is…his name…” Spike suddenly grins. “His name is Sir Wanks-A-Lot.”" You've made me love an ensouled, good guy Spike. I find this to be amazing.
I love this chapter. I still frequently hope that Alex Hill is not actually Xander. I really want it to not be true because it's just so sad. I mean, really, the scoobies need to tone down the making of Xander into a butt monkey at every opportunity.
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Sorry. That's just what that passage made me feel.
"“Well, there was another superhero, an’ I use the term very loosely here. He was a member b’fore I joined. Was already forming his own Round Table in L.A. when I came along. His name is…his name…” Spike suddenly grins. “His name is Sir Wanks-A-Lot.”" You've made me love an ensouled, good guy Spike. I find this to be amazing.
I love this chapter. I still frequently hope that Alex Hill is not actually Xander. I really want it to not be true because it's just so sad. I mean, really, the scoobies need to tone down the making of Xander into a butt monkey at every opportunity.