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2026-07-05
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night fever

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Summary:

"What," Buffy says with clear distaste when Spike leaves the dance floor and comes to grab a drink from the bar, "was that?"

Spike pouts. "Was dancing. Obviously."

Buffy crinkles up her nose in that annoyingly adorable way she has. "Maybe that was considered dancing in the 70s, now it's a crime against nature and pop music."

Notes:

I wouldn't try and figure out where this fits in with canon because I doubt it does and I've given up working it out. It's season five esque kinda but don't look too hard 🤣 we are whimsymaxxing and not sweating the details here.

Banner by the fabulous Harmony99, I think you can tell she had fun with it and so is Spike 🤣

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Chapter 1

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Spike from btvs manipped to be disco dancing à la John travolta under a glitterball as a crowd cheers and Buffy looks on in horror, the colour scheme is pink purple blue, text in disco style is surrounded by glowing effects and reads night fever by flootzavut, then in smaller letters that it's written for EF's mystery month 2026

night fever

 

"What," Buffy says with clear distaste when Spike leaves the dance floor and comes to grab a drink from the bar, "was that?"

Spike pouts. "Was dancing. Obviously."

Buffy crinkles up her nose in that annoyingly adorable way she has. "Maybe that was considered dancing in the 70s, now it's a crime against nature and pop music."

"Would you rather I went for the 1870s?"

Buffy blinks a few times, as if that set off something in her head she's not too sure what to do with. "No," she says, a little too firmly. Definitely something there she likes more than she'd prefer. (Spike makes a mental note.)

"Well then, when I'm at a disco and they play disco music, I'm going to disco dance and you're just going to have to put up with it."

"There's absolutely no part of that sentence I don't need explaining and absolutely no part of it I want explaining."

"Then why, love, are you even here?"

She rolls her eyes. "There's some kind of weird deadly-music-monster-problem. I mean, when isn't there? It's the Bronze, even their food is clearly evil."

"I'll not have you disparage the blooming onion-"

She's managed to maintain her grumpy demeanour till this point, but that cracks a smile at the corner of her mouth, and Spike smirks. He does love when he makes his Slayer laugh and she can't quite hide it. "Oh, don't be such a baby," she says, and even her tone of voice is drenched with her reluctant amusement. "Are you coming to help or what?"

Spike thinks about it for approximately half a second, then shrugs. "Got nothing better to do," he admits. Would rather be hanging around with you, he declines to add.

A little help goes a long way. She's already standing taller. "Well, let's go."