Title: The Riley Saga Pt 4
Author: Delilah (divadelilah@aol.com), Diurnal (diurnal@magma.com), Angeline
(spikes_angel01@yahoo.au, Fen (fenna9@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: 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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Cool air brushed past the two bodies on the back of the large motorcycle with a whistle. Wind whipped the ends of Fen's skirt erratically around her calves flipping it open slightly despite the fact that she had both legs tucked to one side.
Fen wrapped her arms more tightly around Charley and pressed her cheek against the back of his neck placing a soft kiss at his nape. His voice filtered back through the rushing wind.
"Now none of that pet, likely to get us killed if you don't keep your
parts to yourself." Fen smiled and moved her arms so one hand ran down
along his thigh and nipped at his earlobe.
The bike jerked suddenly to the left.
"Bloody hell woman! You really do have a death wish."
Luckily it was only moments before they pulled up in front of Deli's house.
Charley hopped off the bike and pulled his mistress into his arms kissing her
soundly before setting her down on the walkway.
"Let's see if the whole of them are ready to go." He said taking her
hand and pulling her after him down the walk. Standing off to one side by the
door below a No Riley's Allowed sign stood Bliss' clone sun glinting off the
newly bleached hair.
"Hello," he said happily. "I'm a spike clone will you take me
to the party?" He reached out to touch Fen and Charley growled pulling
her back behind him.
"'Lo Rilo." Charley said tightening his grip on Fen's hand and fingering
the hilt of the knife strapped to his thigh.
"You'll do me the favor of keeping your hands off my woman."
While they stared at each other Fen moved forward and knocked on the door hoping
someone opened it quickly. Or there was going to be one mighty dismembered Riley
on Deli's front lawn.
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Loth looked at Di askance, a habit he'd picked up from his mistress. He was
about to answer when a knocking resounded through the room.
"How bout I pick a movie, and you can get the door, pet?" he cajoled,
leading Di away from the movies, making gagging faces at the others behind her
back.
She let Loth push her toward the door, and flung it open to see the couple
on the step. "Fen! Come on in. We're just negotiating film rights."
Stepping aside, she waved the other woman through, giving a low whistle when
the slit skirt flashed an expanse of leg. "Check you out; very classy!
And me, with the no denim in
sight, and a complete derth of limp noodles this time." She pauses, considers,
and leans out the doorway to glance past the dangerously edgy bot to see the
hovering Riley clone. "On second thought -- get inside, Charlemagne, before
the noodle does something particularly stupid."
As if invoked, the Riley started forward, hand outstretched, exposing a good two inches of bare forearm where the sleeve of the duster rode up. Fen shrieked at the horrible sight and yanked Di to safety as Charley drew his blade. "Don't do it, Cardboard," he warned.
Some primitive instinct for self-preservation kicked in, causing the Riley to stand off while Charley back carefully inside and shut the door in its face.
"Okay, I've had about enough of that thing as I can stand for one day." Di sought out Lothario while the others set to a new round of greeting the latest arrivals. "Loth, where's the computer? I have an idea."
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Loth raised an eyebrow. "You sure you want to go messing with Deli's machine luv? It's...rather complicated. And um... lots of...," he fumbled for moment and sighed. "Just don't read my files, okay, pet?"
He lead Di over to the massive 26 inched screen of Deli's computer, clicking it on as he passed. Trouble gave him a look as he held the chair for Di, and he shrugged. Di would know better than to mess with too much on Deli's baby.
"There ya go. Yer all set," he said, walking away as she began working her magic. "Oy! Fen you wanna pick the movie?"
Fen looked up from where she stood with Charley behind her sitting on the arm of the couch, his arms wrapped around her waist and his cheek against her stomach. He kept muttering under his breath about Riley clones and 'his' woman.
"Pick a movie?" she looked at Lin.
"Aren't we going to a party? Why do we need a movie?"
Lin shrugged. "Deli isn't ready yet."
"Ah. Ok, I'll pick a movie." she tried to disentangle herself from
her bot but he just tighten his hold and growled possesively into her side.
"Sweety didn't we talk about this earlier. I'm not running off to molest
Fangy in the corner or tango with Loki, I'm picking a movie. Now let go."
she said gently winking at Fangy who grinned. Charley loosened his grip on her
and she slipped away from him shedding her jacket as she went.
"Maybe Fangy can show you somewhere to hang this up while Trouble shows
me the movies." she said gently and glanced at Fangy who took the hint
and grabbed the bots elbow.
"Come on you bucket of bolts it's this way." Charley immediately perked
up.
"Who you calling a bucket of bolts you old SOC."
As the two of them wandered toward the hallway Fen looked at Lin.
"Don't know if I should thank you or strangle you for making him for me."
She said. Lin glanced at the still fresh handcuff bruises on fens wrists and
the bite mark on her shoulder.
"You know you love him."
"Yeah I do."
Angeline stood up, flinging the door open, and grabbing the Riley clone by the arm.
Fangy came back, Charley after him, still muttering about SOCs.
"Where is she going?"
Lothario plopped down on the couch, "I hear that Bliss chick is around
- too bad, that Riley was fun to mess
around with."
Fangy chuckled, "Now son, Rileys aren't toys."
Loth snorted, "Yes Daddy."
Fangy peered over Fen's shoulder, "What she got there? Anything good?"
Seth snickered. "Don't listen to Fang-breath about 'good movies'. He thinks anything where blood is involved is 'good'."
Fangy glared at Seth, "As if you complain!"
Fangy's hand dropped, inadverdently brushing against Fen's waist. With a growl, Charley was by his side, hauling the clone upwards.
Fluidly Fangy vamped, golden eyes glinting as his fangs flahsed, making Charley drop him. Charley growled, "Hands off my woman!"
Fangy's features smoothed out, "Watch the silk."
Fen had ignored the whole thing, and brandished a movie. "Horror, Romance, Action or a little of both?"
"Whatever luv." Loth drawled, also ignoring the flash of violence.
Seth plopped his feet up on the coffee table, "What's Raj doing anyway? Helping Deli with her little buttons?"
Loth's eyes flashed dangerously, "He better not be."
Trouble laughed, "I don't mind little buttons - just rip the whole thing!"
Loth rolled his eyes, "You would - and have Deli yell at you for ruining her dress."
Trouble smirked, "Then you're not doing your ripping right..."
Steps were heard on the stairs, and Raj came down a big grin on his face.
"Is she coming?" Seth asked lazily.
Raj's grin broadened, "Yeah - I guess so."
He reached the bottom step as Angeline came back in. "Lin!"
He gathered her in his arms, kissing her soundly, making everyone roll thier eyes.
"Need to talk to you Raj..." Angeline managed to get out breathlessly. She took his hand, and drew him into another room, well aware that everyone was watching.
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Loth watched Lin leave and gave the retreating clone's back a dirty look. "I coulda got her to come, you know."
Seth snorted and Loth glared at him. "Well, hell, Loth, she threw Fangy out. She pissed Trouble off. Do you really think you could have held your temper long enough to keep her from emasculating you?"
Fangy grinned. "Ten seconds."
"What does that mean Dad?" he growled.
"You. Would. Have. Lasted. Ten. Seconds," he repeated slowly.
Trouble stepped between them and intervened. "Doesn't really matter, does it? She's going, and that's all that counts. Now cool it. You know Deli hates it when you guys fight."
Di and Fen looked at each other, rolling their eyes. Di turned to Fen and Charley and whispered, "Is it wierd to you that every Spike except in this room is more concerned with Deli and her feelings than anything else?"
Fen nodded. "Well, not Loki. He's busy. What the hell is he doing over there?"
Di walked over to the computer where he was futzing with Photoshop, making some elaborate picture involving a lamp. "You lose, Fen. He's making a picture for Deli. Long story; they had aconversation with a lamp once at a party..."
Seth cut in, "Was that the one where I wore that lampshade on my head all evening?"
Fangy chuckled and Seth glared at him. "Yeah, that was the one."
Di grinned. "It's also the one where you guys marked Deli up. And Lin."
Fangy grinned. "Don't forget Shelby. And don't think we've forgotten that you escaped pet." He winked at her and went back to rilfing through the liquor cabinet for something strong.
"I'll assume that means you also haven't forgotten my Di/Loki no-marking
policy." She glared at the clone, and then around at the roomful of Spikes
in general. "That includes tats, piercings, and purple hair die. And any
agreements made when any of the parties were impersonating a lamp are non-binding."
Di stops, blushes, and turns to Lothario. "Ah, wine please. LOTS of wine.
Now."
Loth walked over to get Di her wine and clicked a small button on the inside and the back panel slid outwards, reveling Deli's elite stash. "Scotch is on the back right. 20 years old enough for you?"
Fangy grinned and patted Loth on the shoulder. "You know what? Sometimes I don't hate you either. When's that woman of yours coming down?" At Loth's shrug, he tunred to Di. "By the way, Di, you're so pretty when you go all red like that. Don't get started on the no-marking policy. Everyone had one of those, and let me tell you pet. Such policies are meant to be broken."
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As Angeline pulled Raj out of the room, Fen popped up from where she was searching through Deli's video collection with a box in her hand.
"Got it! This one's perfect!" She did a little dance waving the movie over her head that made all the bots and Fangy turn to look at her as she shimmied toward Trouble.
"Be a love and put this one on." she said handing him a plastic wrapped box.
"Deli hasn't even seen this one yet." he told her as he put it in the DVD player. Behind him the others piled onto the couch and on the floor in front of the TV.
"What are we watching?" Di asked as she snuggled next to Loki.
"It's great! There's action and violence and a love story.." she continued talking to Di as Charley groaned from his place on the floor by her feet.
"Bloody hell."
"What?" Seth asked.
"She's going to make us watch Pitch Black."
"Pitch Black?"
"Yeah.. loves that bloody movie."
".. ooh and Vin Deisel." Fen told Di. "It has Vin Deisel."
Charley growled.
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"Oh look Angeline made it already and...," Shelby's mouth dropped open. "What the hell is my Chevy doing here?:"
Shelby drove past the house and parked the TA outback. Peirce was laughing intensly in his seat until the realization hit him. "That wanker is wearin' my duster! That's the one mum gave me! I'm gonna tear his lips off!"
Placing her hand on the bot's arm she momentarily stopped him. "Peirce that clone is for Bliss. He may be a Reily but it's really not his fault. He's just feeling left out is all pet. Look, why dont we just come in the back way. You know everyone is inside and if we try and get in the front door, well you know me and lost puppies. I just can't say no."
The bot let out a heavy sigh and nodded. "Suppose you're right luv. The back door sounds better." Shelby and Peirce ambled out of the Trans Am and knocked softly on the back door. Loth answered the door with a huge grin on his face.
"So you know what's on the doorstep eh mate?" Loth asked Peirce.
"Unfortunatly. And that ponce is wearing my duster. "
"Sorry to hear it. Well look come inside, Deli is still getting her arse in gear. The gangs all here."
Shelby winks at Loth:: "I see you're all dry now pet."
"It better stay that way if you don't want to ruin you're party dress luv." Loth drawled out.
Shelby smiled sweetly and ran ahead to greet Lin and Di.
TBC................