Title: The Ride Over: On the Road Again, Pt 4
Author: Delilah (divadelilah@aol.com), Jess (rock3rbaby@cs.com), Lin (spikes_angel01@yahoo.au), Diurnal (diurnal@magma.ca), Hawk (nighthawk_xanman@yahoo.com), Shelby (tonka_toy7@hotmail.com), Fen (fenna9@hotmail.com), LauraLee (yummuyspike@yahoo.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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Loth looked at Charley and snorted. Charley looked back and snorted louder. Chris hiccuped and they both turned to look, bursting into drunken laughter. The girls were painting toenails and things in the corner, having gotten completely wasted on fruffy schnapps and liquers. Shelby's giggle had gotten more and more high pitched a the night went on, and Deli was getting very touchy feeley with anything Spike shaped she encountered. Di was snorting in laughter at every remotely funny comment.

Deli looked up from where she was painting Fangy's toenails sparkly purple, arguing with him the whole time about whether she'd done it before or not. Lin was sitting behind him, painting Asmara's fingernails with a similar bottle of polish to match Seth's hair. Suddenly, Deli's eyes popped wide open and she burped loudly right in Raj's face. He winced at the smell and swatted her bottom. She giggled, then went back to her task, sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth in concentration as she painted.

The door opened suddenly, and they all jumped, causing several people to get their hands or feet painted as well. Charley focused his blurry vision enough to see an extremely dishelved Fen and smug looking Dab walk in. He glared, but was too apathetic to move at this point. Lin looked at them, then nudged Deli, who nudged Di and so on, until they were all laughing heartily.

"What?" Fen practically growled.

Deli composed her self enough to almost speak, but then fell back into giggles. Finally, Raj helped her out. "Pet, you've uh.. you've got some red paint right here," he said, indicating a spot behind her ear, visible due to her pony tail.

They all giggled again, watching Fen and Dab blush as Peirce added that is was wild cherry red paint, and Deli swigged from a bottle of peach schnapps, letting out a another burp that made the whole room giggle.

Fen look at Dab. "Do you get the feeling they're all trashed?"

Dab looked at the lolling bots, surprisingly complient clones and giggling women and nodded. "Definately intoxicated, my dear."

"So what are we doing? Obviously not poker anymore...," Fen said, looking around the room warily.

Shelby giggled and wiggled her painted toes. "Know what would be fun?"

Lin looked up. "What?"

"Truth of Dare," Shelby said offhandedly.

Deli popped up as if she were on springs and grinned maniacally. "Oh what a WONDERFUL idea!"

All the bots looked at each other, then at Fangy and Raj. "Sounds good to us," Trouble said smirking.

Deli laughed, "You just wanna suck facewith...everyone!"

"Not true!" Di stuck her tongue out at Deli, "Don'twanna suck face with you!"

Fangy plopped down, waving a bottle at them, "How about this chicklets? We spin the bottle to see who gets dared...or not?"

Di pouted, "But....kissing?"

Fangy winked at her, "That could happen too."

He made a circular motion with his finger, and everyone gathered around in a circle. Fangy crawled forward, Angeline hastily tying her sweater more firmly around his waist.

He spun the bottle, and they all waited with baited breath, until it landed on....

Di

Who squealed, and grinned at Fangy, "Dare."

Fangy returned the grin, "Come 'ere."

Di scooted forward eagerly, "What's my dare?"

Seeing her glinting eyes, Fangy decieded not to change the dare he had in mind. "Kiss me."

Di let out another squeal before knocking the clone backwards as she kissed him throughly.

Raj rolled his eyes, "This could take a while." He ran his fingers up and down Deli's arm, who smiled at him.

Fangy and Di soon got up, with Di reaching out for the bottle.

It spun around again, before landing on Loth.

Di whooped, and Loth eyed her suspiciously. Di grinned at him, "Truth or Dare Lothario?"

Loth's gaze swept around the circle before landing back on Di. "Dare."

She giggled, "Knew you'd say that!" she stood up, and walked forward, "Do a streak for us pretty boy."

Loth's face went blank, "Clarify that for me a bit pet."

Di giggled again, "Down at the front - past all the doors. Streak - flash that bum!"

They all laughed, Trouble elbowed Loth, "Come on mate! If Puck can do it..."

Loth glared at Trouble, and got to his feet, stripping as he went. They all gathered around the small balcony, and what windows faced the courtyard.

Soon they saw a shock of peroxide blonde hair. Loth was still wearing his pants, he looked up at them, before slipping the pants off much to all the girl's whoops and cries.

All the noise they were making were drawing the curious out. Loth took a deep breath, before taking off around the courtyard.

"Go Loth!!!" Deli cried, clapping her hands in delight.

A few of the women had come out and clapped as well, and a blushing Loth darted up the stairs and back to the room, where he was greeted with more applause.

Loth bowed, grinning.

"Bout time someone else lost their pants." Fangy commented dryly, adjusting the sweater.

Loth winked at Fangy, before settling down again, before reaching for the bottle.

The bottle spun around, once again everyone waiting, watching it spin, transfixed. It landed on...

Seth.

Loth grinned, and then leaned back, as Asmara tugged on Seth's leash.

"Look puppy!! It chose you!"

"Yeah As, the bottle chose Seth." Loth grinned.

Seth groaned, "Get it over with mate."

"Oh fine. Truth or Dare?"

The taunting note in Loth's voice made Seth's hackles rise, "Dare."

Loth grinned, "Sing for Asmara."

The announcement was greeted with claps, and wolf-whistles. Seth's face went ashen, "Sing? That's not fair mate..."

Fangy smirked, "Oh come on Sethy!"

Seth swallowed and glared at Fangy, "Alright! What?"

Trouble grinned at Loth, "How about whatever is on Chris' player?"

Chris waved it forward, and Fen jumped forward to press play.

"I know I may be young, but I’ve got feelings too. And I need to do what I feel like doing. So let me go and just listen."

They all burst out laughing as Britney Spears' voice burst forth from the speakers.

Chris held up his hands, "What? She's cute. Besides, friend bought it for me."

"Yeah sure." Deli elbowed his side.

Seth rolled his eyes, "You gotta be kidding!"

Asmara clapped her hands, she unclipped the leash "Won't puppy sing and dance for Mummy?"

Seth sighed, and got up.

He started haltingly, not knowing the song too well. "I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy. But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this gu...girl!"

They laughed, watching Seth as he fumbled through the words, and winced - he wasn't kidding when he said he couldn't sing.

"What’s practical is logical. What the hell, who cares? All I know is I’m so happy when you’re dancing there."

Seth's eyes focused on Asmara, who winked at him.

"I’m a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it."

Seth started to move, slowly and haltingly to the pounding bass that echoed forth.

"I’m a slave for you. I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it." His hands drifting down his shirt as the girls whooped.

"Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me, (I just wanna dance next to you) To another time and place."

Seth held his hand out to Asmara, hips moving invitingly.

"Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me, (Are you ready) Leaving behind my name, my age. (Lets go)"

As the words gave way to harsher edge, and more beat, Seth let go and danced, his eyes focused on Asmara.

(Like that) (You like it) (Now watch me) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA) Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)
[Panting]

Seth held his hand to Asmara again, and this time she took it, grining, as he started to sing again.

"I really wanna dance, tonight with you. (I just can’t help myself) I really wanna do what you want me to. (I just feel I let myself go)"

Asmara moved against Seth sensuously, much to everyone's claps

"I’m a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it. I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good) I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)"

Asmara whirled out of his grasp, and sat down again, grinning at him.

"I’m a slave for you. (Here we go now) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it. I’m a slave for you. (Here we go) I won’t deny it, (Yeah) I’m not trying to hide it."

Seth spun around, dropping to his knees. "Like that."

Everyone burst into applause, as Seth grinned sheepishly. Asmara dropped a kiss on Seth's forehead. She whispered into his ear, and he nodded. Asmara smiled, before moving into Chris' embrace.

Seth sat next to them, and Asmara reached over and clipped the leash on again, unravelling it to let the Seth spin the bottle, till it landed on....

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They swirled through the ether as would a wafting strand of smoke, her mind holding him as firmly as her arms did. A small bit of her psyche was extended, searching for something familiar... someone she knew, or maybe just somewhere to be for a while. Washington had become somewhat boring, after all.

The strain of translocating was somewhat alleviated as she found that small tendril of consciousness and recognized it.

Heart pounding as the subtle green mist receded, she slumped for a moment against her companion, then forced herself to straighten as she smiled. "Well, we're here, baby," she said, meeting his so-blue eyes, "Although where, exactly, HERE is? That I couldn't tell you."

The bottle-blond smirked slightly, his hands sliding up and down his girl's arms. "Wherever we are, luv, I'm 'appy s'long as yer 'ere, too." He pulled her a bit closer, resting his chin on her shoulder as he felt her slowly regaining her strength. His voice continued in a murmur against her skin. "Know ya don' like orbin' about, pet, but I'm glad ya chose ta this time... An' if'n ya don' know where we are, then why 'ere?"

Well, and that was a good question, she admitted. She pulled back slightly, her eyes thanking him for his support, although she was fairly sure he had something else in mind, as well, and she grinned just a bit wickedly at the thick heat in his gaze. "There's someone we know around here, baby. I felt them in the ether-haze." She shrugged, then took his hand. "Let's see if we can figure out who it is, hmm???"

Sully sighed, finally pulling his eyes from her and looking around. A sly smirk crossed his lips as he spotted the lit-up sign of a small hotel just a bit of a ways down the road. "Fine, love," he chuckled. "I think we should check down THIS way."

Tis grinned wildly as he started off down the side of the road towards the hotel. She was fairly sure that he wasn't really thinking about anything other than getting a room. Translocating always affected him that way, after all. Not that she minded.

* * * *

Well, and he'd been more right than she knew, because the checking-in experience had been quite interesting. The little man behind the counter had looked fairly confused, then had shaken his head, muttering some very odd words. He'd taken their cash and slipped them a key, though, so... whatever, she figured. Not her fault the man was obviously insane.

It was as they started for their assigned room that she began to understand, though, because... Dear Gods! Could it possibly be?

The white-blond naked blur flew past too quickly for her to be sure, but... she was almost positive that it had been a Spike. One of many, if the jeering voices echoing across the parking lot meant anything.

His eyes were just as wide as his girl's he was sure, because he knew the sound of those voices as well as he did his own. His fingers clenched tightly around hers, and he started towards those sounds, only to find no-one. Whoever had been there had disappeared already, into one of the many rooms.

Sully sighed, then shook his head, and... Maybe he'd been wrong. It couldn't be possible, after all. "Bed, love?" he asked, after a moment, "Whoever that was will still be here in a few hours..."

And offered the choice between knocking on a large group of strange doors or spending a little quality time with her 'bot, well... no contest. She pushed her rampant curiosity to the back of her mind and nodded swiftly. "Bed, baby... I AM kind of tired."

He smirked his amusement and snatched her up, finding the number of their room after a minute or so of looking. "Sorry, pet. Said bed. Din't say nothin' 'bout sleepin', did I? Got some... plans fer ya."

* * * *

They were very close to actually falling into that bed when a loud voice was heard from outside, even through the door. Their eyes met, and Tis grinned hugely. "Guess that's why we ended up here, honey. If nothing else, this should be... interesting."

Sully sighed and forced himself to release her. She was right. They'd gone looking for something to alleviate their boredom. It wouldn't be right to deny her that. "Fine," he grumbled, sighing again as he watched her refasten her top, "But yer gonna OWE me pet, and I DO mean OWE!"

He followed her from the room, eyes locked on her tall form as she climbed the stairs. His steps never faltered, even when she stopped before an open door to one of the rooms. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist as he peered over her shoulder and finally got it. "Oh, bloody hell... it's that soddin' list, i'n't?" He arched one brow as numerous Spikes stared at him, then he smirked a bit at the woman whose voice had brought them from their own room. "Lauralee. 'Ello, luv."

Tis couldn't keep herself from laughing, even as she relaxed against Sully's cool strength. "Um, hi guys. Havoc. LL. Did you know we're all part of some 'freaky plastic-surgery cult'? According the the guy at the front desk, I mean?" Her smile only grew larger as they were pulled inside and plied with copious amounts of liquor, but it didn't grow truly blinding until Sully flung himself down beside her, an oddly furry paddle in his hand.

"Look, love," he chuckled, spinning said item with amazing skill, "Party favours.."

"Bloody hell, pet. We finally find them, and *this* is what they're up to?" Havoc raised an eyebrow at the assembled group of bots and clones and people.

"I think it looks like fun," Turmoil whispered. "Look, I'm already here. How did I get here before me?"

"No, sweets. Remember Asmara? That's her, not you," Lauralee explained to the bot.

Havoc shook his head at his new "sister". It was amazing how well the looney and his love got along. And it was especially disturbing when they were getting along because they were planning something for him...

"Havoc, quit dazing. Say hello," Lauralee's voice brought him back to reality.

"Hey mates. What's to drink?"

"Plastic surgery cult, huh?" Lauralee giggled. "Well, it makes about as much sense as the truth, I guess."

"Look!" the imperitive came from Turmoil, who was pulling her long hair out sideways so she could see it up against Asmara's hair. "It's the same."

"Yes, pet. It's the same. You and As look alike," Havoc sighed.

"But I'm not her?" Turmoil's forehead was creased and she looked genuinely confused.

"No more than I'm any of the other lookalikes in here," Havoc assured her. She finally nodded, satisfied that her identity was her own and not someone else's. Asmara just giggled and stroked her face.

"Pretty," she announced.

"We are," Turmoil agreed.

Lauralee shook her head and laughed. Turmoil just stuck her tongue out, then giggled. Unfortunately, none of them had been paying any attention to where the bottle had landed next...

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Deli watched the bottle spin for a moment then frowned. "You know why is it whenever Fangy crossdresses, it's in my clothes or accessories?" she asked petulantly.

Fangy choked on the sip of whiskey he was swallowing and every person in the room looked at Deli in amazement. "Boy do you get chatty when you're drunk, pet," he muttered darkly.

"Well I can't help it. I just wondered. I thought maybe you had an affinity for my clothes or something."

The bottle stopped in front of her and he smirked. "Oh, the party's just getting started now, Delicious. Truth or Dare?"

She looked from him to the bottle then at the chuckling people. Shivering, she cowered in Raj's embrace, hoping he'd have the good grace to protect her from Fangy's obvious plot for revenge. "Uhhh..."

"Dare, Dare, Dare," the girls began chanting.

Deli turned bright cherry red and hemmed a bit. "Oh... I don't know. I uh..."

Fangy gave her a wicked smile. "Now pet, that's not the brave lil soldier I know. Out with it."

Lin looked at him worriedly. "You're not going to make her do something really bad, are you?"

"Well of course I am. She deserves it now."

"Hear, hear," called Loth.

Deli glared at him. "You'll get it for that. I guess uh... truth."

"Oh goody. How about his question... of all the boys in this room that you've been with... who's the best in bed?"

Deli gaped at him. "There is no way I'm answering that! Not that I even make comparisons!"

Lin swatted Fangy's arm. "That's not fair, and you know it. No hurting people's feelings."

Fangy grumbled. "Wanna take a dare then? You're not scared, are you?"

Deli stuck her chin out definatly. "No. Never."

He leaned closer and leered. "Good. Cause I'd hate to be disappointed here."

She moved until they were nose to nose. "Have I disappointed you yet?"

He grinned. "Good point." Leaning back against Lin, he smirked. "You have to take Charley in the bathroom and do something to make him moan. You get two minutes. Make it good," he leered.

Deli looked at Charley, whom she didn't know very well. He shrugged and looked at Raj, who nodded. "Let's be off then, pet."

Deli took his arm and they went into the bathroom quickly, not even looking back at the people who were scooting closer to listen.
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"So uh.. what should I do? What makes you moan?"

"If you have to ask me that then you're not the same girl I've been hearing tales about all night," he whispered back.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her hands over her chest. "Look, while I would love to show my amazing technique here, I frankly take a bit longer than two minutes. I like savoring my work," she said, licking her lips and winking.

He chuckled softly and rubbed his shoulder, thinking. "Well if we're not gonna shag, then I'm at a loss cause I'm snookered."

"Oh!" she said, watching him. "I got it."

She pulled him forward, spinning him so he faced the wall and lifted one of his arms up to brace it against the wall. "You steady?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah I think---unnnnnnnnnghhhhhhhh," he moaned loudly.

She lifted her hands and grinned like a Chesire Cat. "That good enough for you?"

"Holy hell, baby, can I keep you?" he asked incredulously.

She giggled and winked at him. "Now not a word about what I did. I don't think Shaistu muscle release was what they had in mind by sending us in here. And if you don't lean on that arm so much, your shoulder won't tighten up like that."

With that, she placed a smug grin on her face and took his hand, leading him out into the room.

"Uh, less than a minute," Di reported looking at her watch. "Damn. And I didn't even hear the zipper!"

"It was smothered by something soft," Charley said, winking at Deli.

She giggled and returned to her seat, curling back up against Raj, who merely shook his head.