Snippet -- Dancing Without Plot


by Saber ShadowKitten






Spike and Xander exchanged questioning looks when they entered the building that housed Angel Investigations. Loud music reached their ears, along with the sound of the windows rattling to the beat, and it seemed to be coming from the investigation agency.

I'm a desperado
Underneath your window
I see your silhouette
Are you my Juliet
I feel a mad connection
With your body
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

The door to the office could have screamed on its hinges, but the pounding music drowned it out. Xander and Spike stopped in the doorway and stared gape-jawed at the three in the office.

Cordelia was waving her arms in the air like a harem girl on acid.

Wesley looked like he was having an epileptic fit.

And Angel...

"What the hell is Angel doing?" Xander asked his companion, leaning close to Spike in order to speak in the vampire's ear.

Spike gave Xander a broad grin. "Can't you tell? He's shaking his bon-bon."

I wanna be your lover
Your only Latin lover
We'll go around the world in a day
Don't say no, no
Shake it my way, oh
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

Angel spun so his back was to Cordelia, stuck his ass out and wiggled it. Cordelia laughed and slapped his rear. He spun around again, grabbed her and led her in a clumsy polka to the Latin beat.

Normally, the dark-haired vampire would be mortified by his behavior. However, after a wild game of 'I Never' with his friends, he was so plastered he couldn't even feel his feet.

Hola Amiga, Hola Amiga
You're my temple of desire
We'll go around the world in a day
Don't say no, no
Shake it my way, oh
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

"Ah. Aha." Spike nudged Xander and pointed across the office. Fifteen empty champagne bottles lined the edge of Cordelia's desk, their labels all perfectly aligned.

Xander's brow arched. "Wonder what they're celebrating."

"There's only one way to find out," Spike said, his blue eyes twinkling devilishly as he met Xander's dark gaze.

You're a Mata Hari
I wanna know your story
in the Sahara sun
I wanna be the one
That's gonna come and take you,
make you
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

Cordelia, Angel and Wesley stopped what could be extremely loosely labeled dancing when Xander and Spike tangoed into the office. Xander spun with Spike in a tight circle, then dipped the blond vampire.

Spike gave the three brunettes staring at him and Xander an upside down grin. "'Allo, pets!"

Up in the Himalayas
C'mon I wanna lay ya
We'll go around the world in a day
Don't say no, no
Shake it my way, oh
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

Xander straightened Spike and the two stepped apart. Spike winked at his dance partner, then grabbed his Sire and forced the older vampire into a waltz. Xander chuckled briefly, then grabbed a surprised Wesley in a similar manner and danced him around the room.

Hola Amiga, Hola Amiga
You're my temple of desire
We'll go around the world in a day
Don't say no, no
Shake it my way, oh
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon

Cordelia hit the stop button on the radio. The quiet was almost as loud as the music had been.

"Hey guys!" Xander said cheerfully as he released Wesley.

"Xander, what are you doing here?" Cordelia asked, punctuated with a hiccup.

"We came to get that weapon Giles wanted," Xander said. "Remember?"

"Oh yes, I have that ready for you," Wesley said, walking unsteadily towards the inner office.

"So, what are you gits celebrating?" Spike asked, moving from his Sire back to Xander's side. Xander unconsciously put his hand on Spike's shoulder.

"Issa piddy shelebrashun," Angel slurred. He gave Spike and Xander a dopey smile. "I gots my shole forevva."

"And Buffy has a boyfriend," Xander said with understanding. Spike shot him a glare. "Sorry, I meant 'and Buffy's dating one of those commando jackasses.'"

"Much better," Spike said.

"Oh my god, you two are schmoopies!" Cordelia exclaimed. She gestured spastically between the two of them. "They're butt-buddies!"

"So?" Spike folded his arms over his chest. "You got a problem with that?"

"Shpikey's a good fuck," Angel announced. "Hesheven a bedda scweama."

"That's affirmative," Xander agreed with a leer at his companion. "My pet's a great little screamer."

"Who are you calling 'little?'" Spike scowled at Xander.

Xander waggled his brows. "Okay, a not-so-little screamer."

"Here you go," Wesley said, returning with a tarp-wrapped weapon in his hand. He passed it to Xander.

"Thanks," Xander said. "Well, we'll let you three get back to your party while we head back to Sunnyhell and save the world."

Angel gave him a thumbs up. "Okie-dokie, Shanner. Cowrdeweea, hidda mewsik."

Xander and Spike left as the dark-haired vampire began to walk like an Egyptian around the room when the music cued up again.

Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon
Shake your bon-bon



End