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Beef Penguin |
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Dedicated to Bigballs and her love of dog chocolate (she was only 5 at the time, or so she claims)
Xander chewed and screwed up his face in disgust.
“Euuuww!” he screeched through a jumbo mouthful of supposedly yummy Christmas treats.
Spike spun round in shock.
“Bleedin’ hell, luv. What’s the matter?”
Xander held up the wrapper and gagged.
Spike read the label, “Beef Penguin. What the hell did you expect?”
“It looked like chocolate!” Xander cried defensively.
“And the word ‘beef’ on the label, didn’t give it away?”
“The packaging was pretty…the penguin was cute.”
Spike sniggered, “do you think they used real penguins?”
Xander clutched at his bubbling stomach, “I think I’ll bring it back up so you can see, if you’re not careful,” he threatened.
“No need…Xan?...You are aware that this is a dog treat?” Spike asked, feeling slightly smug and a little sorry for the boy.
“Course. Silly vamp. We always eat dog treats. That’s just the first time that I’ve eaten a *really* bad tasting one. It’s all about trial and error.”
“Oh…eh? What do you mean, we always eat dog treats?! Do you give *me* dog treats?”
“Course.”
Spike turned green.
“Tell me you didn’t think that crunchy liver snowballs were for humans? That would be stupid.”
Spike turned purple.
“Would you be so kind as to excuse me?” Spike said in his politest voice, “the toilette is ringing and I need to go and answer it.”
Xander chuckled at his quickly retreating lover, “Now, which one next?” he asked himself, “ah! Chewy chicken Christmas trees. Now, *that* sounds tasty.” |
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