Title: The Ride Over: Stop One, Pt 1
Author: Delilah (divadelilah@aol.com), Fen (fenna9@hotmail.com), Lin (spikes_angel01@yahoo.au),
Jess (rock3rbaby@cs.com), Shelby (tonka_toy&@hotmail.com)
Description: Series started by an invitation to Two and Tracy's party. Pretty
much a round robin.
Disclaimer: In short, Spike's not ours and thanks goddess, neither is Riley.
Joss/Fox/SandDollar/Mutant Enemy/UPN own them. However, we all own our respective
bots and clones.
Distribution: DivaDelilah's Domain, any author sites, Nuts N Bolts and various
lists. Hell, just tell us where it's going.
Feedback: Come on baby, light my fire…
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Angeline stretched eyeing Fangy as he drove. Seth and Raj sat in the back, Seth pointedly ignoring Raj.
She reached up to play with Fangy's ear, a low purr escaped from his throat, as he tilted his head slightly into her touch.
"You keep doing that Lin and we end up in the gutter." Raj commented dryly.
Lin laughed, and withdrew her hand from Fangy's ear, and Fangy sighed. He glanced at Raj in the rearview mirror. "I think I know how much I can handle mate."
Raj chuckled appreciatively. "Fang, you start purring you don't know up from down."
Seth laughed, and stuck his tongue out at Fangy who rolled his eyes and continued driving.
In admist all the bickering, a niggling feeling started in the pit of Angeline's stomach. She frowned, trying to pinpoint the sensation.
But before she was given a chance to figure it out, Shelby's TA pulled up in front of them. They saw Shelby motionining them to follow her, and watched as Shelby pulled up alongside and Deli's convertable.
"Wonder what this is all about..." Seth murmmered, eyeing the TA.
Angeline's phone rang after a moment. "Yeah? What's going on Deli?"
She heard Deli sigh, "Just Peirce playing with the cops. Just checking in you on you guys."
"We're fine."
"Ok."
Angeline glanced at Seth, "When are you and Peirce gonna stop playing with cop's minds?"
Seth chuckled, "Thought it might have been that."
They settled in once more, quips flying between the 2 clones and the bot. Angeline frowned, trying to pinpoint the sensation that now seemed intensified.
Fangy was teasing Seth about his little crush on Asmara, while Seth stuttered.
"You think she'd like the purple poof?"
Seth rolled his eyes, raking his hand through his hair. "You're just jealous - cuz for one second your precious Deli was paying attention to me."
Fangy chuckled, "Well if was gonna dye my hair - I'd say she's all yours."
Seth muttered under his breath, running his hand through his hair, and absent-mindely fiddling with the deep purple shirt he wore.
It was in that lull that realisation struck.
"Fangy?"
"Mmm?"
"I'm hungry."
He stared at her incredulously, "But pet, we just left the house."
Angeline frowned, "But I am!" she grabbed her phone and called Deli. "Deli?"
"Yeah Lin?"
"I'm hungry."
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Charley watched curiously as the three cars in front of him started switching position.
"Something going on up there pet." he said to Fen who was happily snuggled against his back.
"Hmmm?"
"There appears to be a bit of a to do going on up there." he said again. She peeked around him and saw that Shelby had just pulled around the others and was leading the pack back behind a semi truck.
"I say follow." she said. Without a word he sped up a little and pulled behind Lin's car. Seth ang Raj were in the backseat and while the former was leaning forward obviously harrassing Fangy in the drivers seat Raj was kicked back. He turned around and waved throwing a kiss at the couple on the bike behind them before turning back toward the front seat.
Charley growled. With a smile Fen snuggled closer so that she could speak directly in his ear.
"Now none of that. Maybe he was aiming at you."
Charley remained speechless as they followed behind the line of cars.
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"You're hungry?" Deli asked incredulously. "You want to stop?"
Di groaned from the back seat. "If we stop, we'll never get started again!"
"Come on Deli," Lin wheedled on the other end of the phone. "I saw a sign for some swing time diner a couple miles back. We haven't passed it yet. It could be fun."
Deli heard the bot and clones agreeing in the back ground and sighed. "Oh, alright. I'll call Shelby and Chris; you signal Fen. Okay?"
Deli clicked off the phone and looked at the occupants of the car. "We're stopping at some swing cafe or something she saw a billboard for."
Di grinned excitedly. "Oooooooooh! I LOVE swing dancing."
Loth rolled his eyes. "Dancing? We're going dancing? I thought she was hungry!"
"It's some combo deal, babe," Deli replied, ruffling his hair and giggling as he immediately started grooming it back into place.
Loth rolled his eyes at Trouble, who shrugged. "Do we HAVE to dance?"
Deli gave him a cool look. "No. You can't sit on your ass while I shake my moneymaker with someone else for all I care. But I'M gonna dance."
He growled at her, and she gave him a pointed look, which made him turn away, sulking.
Di looked at Deli and asked, "Are you guys always this dramatic?"
"Only on the good days," Deli replied, staring off into space absently.
Di waved her hand up and down in front of Deli's face, frowning when she didn't get a response. "Uh oh, Captain, we've lost her," she quipped. "Hey...hey Deli... yoohooooo!"
Deli shook her head slightly, making her eyes refocus, and looked at Di questioningly. "What?"
"Bit spacy there dearie?"
"Oh. I guess I musta drifted...," Deli replied vaguely.
"You guess?" Loki snorted.
Di giggled. "Drifted to somewhere pretty damn pleasant from the look on your face. It almost looked orgasmic. I think I'm jealous," she complained.
Deli shrugged and smiled in a very Mona Lisa-like way, then went back to staring at the moving scenery.
Di poked Trouble ont he shoulder, and glared at her. "What? I'm trying to drive here!"
"Gimme the phone form the glovebox. I gotta call Lin. She's doing it again," Di said, hitching her thumb at the silent Deli.
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Damean was roaring down the highway in Jess's Grandpa's '65 Impala, trying to catch up to the band wagon of Bots, Clones, and Listers.
"I don't know why you want to bloody go to this," Damean mumbled.
"You promised you wouldn't start! I want to go; is that too much to ask? I put up with a lot, you can at least....."
"Ok, ok . I'm sorry," he said. Damean flew past cars, finally catching up to Deli's car.
Jess stuck her head out the window of the passengers side. "Deli!!!" she shouted through the wind, "mind if I join ya?"
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As Shelby giggled her way past the speed trap, Peirce started shouting.
"Pet look! It's Damean!" Peirce turned around and stuck his head out the top of the car. And began waving his hands crazily. "I think he sees us luv."
"Peirce get down from there! You don't want to end up like Michael!"
Peirce quit waving immediatly and say back in his seat. He reached over end
gently
slid one finger over her cheek. "Sorry to worry you princess. Just got
excited is all."
Shelby blushed and gave him a smile. "It's great Damean got out of the house. The more the merrier!"
TBC................