The Last Time

by Saber ShadowKitten

"Thatís it. Iíve had it," Buffy said, throwing up her arms in disgust.

"Whatís wrong, pet?" Spike asked from his position on the floor. He looked up from the magazine he was flipping through at the blond Slayer.

"Itís this stupidÖthing," she snapped, pointing her finger at the offending object. "No matter how long I work on it, I never get anywhere."

"I think thatís the challenge, luv," he replied, picking up said offending object.

"Willow figured it out," Buffy complained, flopping on the couch.

"Willow is a nerd," Spike pointed out, turning the object over in his hands.

"Hey! Thatís my friend youíre talking about," she scolded.

"Youíre point?" he said, raising one dark brow.

"Iím the Slayer, I should be able to do this," Buffy answered with a pout.

"Why donít you just do what you did the last time?" Spike asked. "Take off all the stickers and put them back on."

"No," she said, reaching over to pluck the Rubix Cube from his hands. "Iím going to do this even if it kills me."

Spike sighed and turned his attention back to the magazine. It was going to be a very long century.