Title: The Riley Saga Pt 2
Author: Delilah (divadelilah@aol.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: Fanfiction.net, my yahoogroups (spuffy_fics and delirobins), DivaDelilah's
Domain, any sites I've okayed, including award sites and various lists. Hell,
just tell me where it's going.
Feedback: Come on baby, light my fire…
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A knock echoes through the living room and the Spikes and Di stare at the door.
"Who in the hell is that?" Loth bitched. "Could there be anymore guys who look like me in this one room?"
He looked out the door, almost doubling over with laughter at what he saw. "Oh god. Oh, mates come look at this."
The bots and clones ambledd over to the door, a roar of laughter erupting as they saw the newly bleached and dustered Riley clone trying to look suave on their doorstep. Di scurried over and peeked out, giggling when she saw what they were laughing at.
"What'll we do?" she asked, her lip curling in distaste.
"Well, we DID hang out that 'No Rileys' sign today, pet. Don't think there's a question of what to do," Fangy replied dryly.
Loth grinned. "I have an idea..."
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Trouble peeked out the door. "Who eez eet?"
The Riley clone looked at him curiously and cocked his head to the side. "I am a Spike clone. Where's Deli?"
"My mistress is busy right now."
"Tell her Shelby sent me to come and stay the night at her hotel thingy."
Trouble almost snickered as he replied. "I'll tell her but I don't think she'll be very keen. You see, we've already got a Spike clone. Two, in fact."
"What? Are you sure she's got one?"
"Oh yes, it's very nice." Trouble looks at Di, who is crying she's laughing so hard. He whispered, "I told him we already got one." All the bots and clones started chuckling with Di and Trouble turned back to the door.
"Can I come in and meet them? I'm new," the Riley said.
"Of course not! I'm an Angel bot, and I hate Spikes, you see."
"Well how come you look like Spike?"
"Because I secretly want to be him. Why do you think I have his clothes on?"
"What are you doing in house full of Spike clones then?"
Trouble bit his lip to keep from laughing. Not only was this git daft, but he'd never seen a movie apprantly. "Mind your business!"
"If I can't come in, I'll bust my way in," the Riley clone relplied stubbornly.
"You don't frighten me, you silly English vampire! Go and boil your bottom, you son of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, you so called Spike clone. PBTTTTTTPH! PBBBBBBTHHHHPT!"
In the back ground, Di and Loki are on the floor howling while the rest of the Spikes are trying to explain to a be-robed Deli what's going on.
"Now look here, Angel," Riley began
"I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed food animal trough wiper! I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!"
"Is there anyone else I can talk to?" he asked, peeking into the house.
"No! NOw go away or I shall taunt you again!" Trouble said, slamming the door in his face. He turned to the group and collapsed on the couch laughing.
Deli looked at him, her eyes sparkling and said, "You know, my bots are really strange sometimes." And then she walked back the bathroom to finish getting ready.