Chapter 11

“Come on in; you two can sleep in Spike’s old bedroom, while Spike, well, you can sleep on the couch in the living room,” Fireheart said as they walked through the back door and right into the kitchen.

“Mom, we’re adults; we can stay in the same room,” Spike complained, annoyed that his mother was treating him like a kid. He walked in carrying two suitcases, one under each arm. His mother smirked at him.

“That might be, but neither of you is married, so It simply won’t do.” She gave Spike a knowing smile as they walked past the kitchen and into the living room. A large room that was reasonably simple. An oversized leather couch against one wall, with a TV on the other side. An ice chest, and Victrola, the walls were lined with pictures, some of Spike, others of him with his parents and just his parents.

“Who’s that?” Applejack said as she looked over at one, where Spike was standing in a black suit next to a girl in white; the first thing that someone could notice were her eyes, bright blue with long brown hair and a cute button nose. She was the definition of cute as a button.

“Her? Oh, that’s Smolder, her and Spike used to date. She’s such a nice girl.” Fireheart said; while she appeared next to Applejack, Spike found himself nodding, some not thinking about it,

“Yeah, she was a nice girl,” Spike said, remembering the night they took that picture. It was on their prom night.

“Oh really, what happened to you breaking up with this nice girl?” Twilight said, teasing the love of her life, giving him a good shove with her elbow

“Well, we broke up after I left town, you know; Long distance relationships never really worked out,” Spike said, but he knew that wasn’t the whole truth. Yet Fireheart smiled while she said,

“She’s doing great. I'll see her by the library on Saturday. She works there. Though on the weekend, she’s reading to the kids. You have to see her son Lenny. He is just the cutest little guy you’ve ever seen.” She spoke up in awe while Spike found himself hearing something pop, but he wasn’t sure if that was somewhere else or if it was just in his head.

“Oh, that's nice, is she married?” Spike found himself asking, not sure why he even was. But somehow, hearing about a kid caught him off guard. His mom shook her head,

“Nope, a single mother, sadly. The poor thing, she needs a good man, if you asked me. Oh Spike, go and show them your old room. I’ll grab some blankets for down here.” She headed off to the hall closet, while she turned back, remembering something,

“Oh, and if you are hungry, dinner should be ready in an hour. Your father should be back from work by then also.” Spike only found himself nodding in agreement while feeling like something was burying into his head. He wasn’t sure what it might have been.

They walked up the stairs and went straight to the right. Spike pointed to the doors explaining that was where the bathroom was. The other door on the right was his room.

Spike reached over, opening the door. When he did, Spike couldn’t help but feel he traveled back in time. The room looked just like how he left it all those years ago.

“Dear god.” He exclaimed, finding himself cringing over his past self’s choices, besides the punching back that hung over to the side. The room was covered in posters. A few tasteful, a few not so, as he felt embarrassed while the girls looked at it. Applejack didn’t give much attention to it. Twilight found herself resisting the urge to giggle.

“Well, this is interesting.” She looked at one poster, which showed two women naked and pressed against each other, their breasts obscured by their hands. The way they looked off, it was like they were looking at them.

Twilight found herself snickering seeing that,

“Hmm, ever imagined doing it with those girls.” She muttered, her red hair turning blond as she mimicked one of the girls in the poster, while Spike couldn’t help but smile at her suggestions.

“I mean, I won’t say no.” He chuckled, rubbing her side briefly when he saw the Nickleback poster.

“Oh god, I forgot I was into that.” He groaned in annoyance as he found himself wishing that he could have pulled the thing off. While Twilight laughed,

“Spike, no reason to be embarrassed. I mean, I don’t even know who they are.” She patted his shoulder.

Applejack looked around the room for a second, finding herself examining the room a bit more.

“Well, I’d say you guys should settle up a bit. I’m just going to pray that nothing else can get worst.” He joked but winced, imagining he would reject saying something like that. Those things always managed to come back to bite him in the ass.

“I swear, I was such a dork back then.” He muttered while feeling a bit nostalgic; it was a simple time. Maybe one he wouldn’t have minded returning to though he shook it off while looking back to Twilight and Applejack.

“Well, you’ve seen my room; I’ll let you get settled out, have dinner, and do whatever you guys want.” Spike found himself saying while he turned around though Twilight found herself stopping,

“Hey Spike, what happened in the living room? You kind of went blank there?” she asked, worried about her fiancée. Spike shook his head. It wasn’t something he wanted to answer,

“Oh, I’m fine, just something that surprised me. That’s all, beside haven’t heard about her in quite a while.” He muttered flashbacks to his ex, A long smile on his face while he remembered the times they spent, how she was. It made him wonder what she was going right now. All he knew was she had a kid.

“I should talk to her when I get a chance.” He mumbled, thinking about it, but he was curious when she had the kid. But shook his head,

“Let it go, Spike; it’s nothing besides that had been years ago; it couldn’t possibly be.” He heard the door opening when he looked over and saw who walked in.

A large muscular man wearing a flannel shirt, making him look like a lumberjack, heck. If someone looked at him the right way, they might have thought he was a black bear. As he moved on, calling out,

“Fireheart, you wouldn’t believe how my day was.” He groaned while he headed into the living room, a hard sigh as he took off his flannel shirt, tossing it right onto one of the couches when he looked over seeing Spike. The stern look on his face lasted for a second as he gave out a big ol smile.

“Spike, how's it going!” he reached over, giving his son a big ol’ hug and a hard chuckle as he patted his son back,

“Oh, nothing much, Dad; seeing you is great.” He muttered, reaching around and giving his father the same hug while they patted his side. There was a good minute as he pulled away from Spike while he popped his neck.

“So, how was your trip, any problems.”

“Nah, not really; traffic is just about as normal as it normally is,” Spike smirked while he moved around slightly,

“Well, at the very least, you managed to make it, all that matters.” His dad said a hard chuckle while he looked over at his son.

“So from what your ma keeps reminding me, you’ve got a girlfriend. Did you bring her here, or did you leave her back at home to protect her?” He chuckled while Spike had to fight off the urge to laugh.

“No, she’s here.” It was like magic as they spoke about her; some might have imagined it was like speaking of the devil when Twilight walked down, Applejack joining her while she smiled at Spike,

“Woah boy, Spike, you sure knew how to pick 'em.” He said while looking over to the two, “How are you two doing? I’m Spike’s father.” He spoke with a slight accent, The thing that Spike’s father was he was handsome. He looked like Bruce Campbell if he had a Southern accent.

Twilight smiled more when she reached the bottom step.

“Hi there, and I suppose you’re Spike’s dad, right.”

“Yes, I am, and you must be Twilight?” he said while he reached over.

“Yeap and this is my sister, Applejack, and It’s nice to meet you.” She spoke up while Spike’s dad nodded with a smirk,

“Well, you can call me Dad, or Stormbreaker, whichever makes you comfortable.” He said, giving a hard chuckle while patting Spike’s back,

“No problem… Dad.” Twilight said while Applejack let out a small sigh as she wasn’t sure how to react to that but nodded,

“Nice to meet you, Pardner.”

“Ohh, Pardner haven’t heard that since Spike was a little kid; speaking of which, Spike is still working on your moves.” He chuckled, glancing at him Spike, nodded,

“Every so often but not as much as I used to work getting in the way.”

It seemed Stormbreaker nodded,

“It’s a shame you were good at Boxing, but those things happened. Wish I could get my hands around that Kenny Shoemaker.” He muttered while you could see the silent rage in his eyes. While wishing he could have gotten the guy who hurt his son.

“Yeah, though can’t change the past,” Spike muttered while he thought back to that day, how the guy had screwed over his chance for a better future. Yet, in many ways, if it had never happened, he may not be the man he is today, with Twilight by his side.

“True, though; what’s your ma cooking 'cause I’m starving.” He chuckled while he went to the kitchen. The smile on his face as Spike heard his mother giving a light, playful scream,

“Unhand me, you brute. Our son is in the other room.” A light laugh came from the old man, who bellowed loud,

“Can’t help it, my sweet southern queen!” Spike found himself resisting a chuckle as he heard Twilight snickering,

“So I guess I know where you get your charm from, babe,” Twilight smirked, bumping her hip into his side, while Spike groaned,

“Be thankful; hopefully, he will wear clothes while he sleeps.” He snorted at the thought though Twilight raised an eyebrow,

“What are you talking about?”

“Trust me, I grew up with him; he slept naked and had some interesting habits.” Remembering his childhood, for the most part, he wonders if he should warn Twilight about the fact his dad, yes, slept naked and walked around… He doubted it when he remembered his dad would wear something when they had guests over.

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Dinner would eventually be ready, as The five of them sat at the dining room table. It seemed Maddie had decided to cook up steaks tonight as a celebration as they passed out the well-cooked meat. There was corn, and mashed potatoes, as they passed it around. Fireheart smiled more, looking over at the three of them. Stormbreaker smirked more while he grabbed him a few spoonfuls of beans.

“So, How has been your job, Spike? Get any promotions?” His mother asked while Spike found himself rubbing the back of his head,

“I got a few things, and the boss does notice me.”

“Well, that's great; got to rise in the company, even if you start at the bottom; I remember when I started working in the plant, just a sweeper.” He turned, looking to Twilight, “How about you? What is it you do for a living?” There was a moment of silence while Spike was expecting Twilight to answer by working in the same location, but what she said next caught him off guard.

“I’m a sex therapist.” She spoke with a light smile as if she glanced at Spike, clearly teasing him. Spike found himself coughing a bit, unsure why she even said that. Fireheart found herself almost dropping her plate in utter shock.

“Well, that’s something,” Fireheart said before realizing she had dropped her plate; luckily, she managed not to break the thing as she quickly grabbed it.

“Is there a problem with what I do?” Twilight asked, concerned by her reaction.

“No, not at all; I’m just surprised. Spike has always been a bit of a shy kid. I know I’ve never pictured him being with a girl of that kind of profession.” Fireheart said, pulling a smile on her face; Stormbreaker cackled at the reaction.

“Spike’s always been a bit weird. I’m trying to say that We aren’t judging you; Fireheart’s best friend used to be a porn star.” He found himself snorting so hard that he started to let out a cough. Spike had to move over, giving him a firm pat on the back.

Twilight found herself giggling at that while she looked over to Spike.

“Now, Spike, you’ve never told me about that; I didn’t know you knew Porn stars.” She smirked, glancing at him with a wink.

“You never asked, and she’s my godmother; not something I talk about. Besides, she’s a Sunday school teacher nowadays.” Spike blushed more as his face turned bright red while they talked about his aunt, Millie. Something that he wished remained in the past. Though it seemed everything went quiet as they continued eating dinner, having a good laugh while Twilight learned a bit more about Spike’s history.

Stormbreaker brought up the time he and Spike started to try out Boxing and how Spike took that shit like a champ, in his father's words.

Then Fireheart brought out the desert. A nice Lemon cream pie. Spike saw it.

“Oh, Mom, you didn’t have to,” Spike said while slicing the pie for everyone.

“Oh, it’s no problem, Spike; lemon cream pie is your favorite.” She said, and Spike could see the smile on the Succubus’s faces as they heard the word cream pie.

“Spike, how come you never told me you loved cream pie?” Twilight said with that coy voice as she seemed to nudge him with his foot, almost teasing.

“It just hadn’t come up beside. I can be picky.” Spike found himself mentally smacking himself at that response. In contrast, he could almost hear Twilight giggling at that. Applejack had taken a slice while she let out a moan.

“Wow, Spike, your mom’s cream pie tastes great!” The Confederate Succubus said as she took another bite, amused by Spike’s suffering as they talked about his mom’s cream pie. Spike imagined he’d get her back for this when all this was over. He just had to wait for his chance.

Twilight seemed to be adding fuel to the fire as she asked Fireheart.

“This Taste’s so amazing. I’ll have to find out how you make it, so I can give Spike some of his favorite homemade cream pie.” She gave Spike a wink, even causing Stormbreaker a hard cough as he almost choked on his drink, trying to suppress a laugh at his son's embarrassment and blatant teasing.

Spike felt himself fighting off a groan at such a thing, as he wished a meteor would somehow fall from the sky, crushing him right then; his mother, though, somehow not realizing the dirty jokes she had unleashed upon them or knew what she was doing and hiding it pretty well.

“Oh, it’s not that hard, just a half hour of your time, some lemons, cream, and lots of love. Would you care for some strawberries?” she asked while she looked over at the tabletop. “Try some. It goes well with whip cream.” Spike found him wishing to put a gag on his mother, as the Succubus barely held onto their laughter.

Stormbreaker seemed to go in to be his son’s hero and save him from the madness his wife was bringing onto Spike.

“So, Twilight Spike? Is there anything that you two might be planning for the future? Like anything special.” Fireheart seemed to agree as she went quiet, almost leaning into this, wanting to get the juicy gossip of what her son and his new girlfriend might be doing.

“Actually, yes, we do; well, Twilight and I are engaged.” There was a moment of silence while Spike gave an awkward smile. Twilight smiled more as if on pure instinct showing off the engagement ring that had never left her side. If anything could be said, Spike’s mother took it pretty well.

“Oh my god! My baby boy’s getting married!” She jumped into the air and hugged Twilight, who was more shocked than anything as she found herself squeezed like a doll. Looking over to Spike, almost begging for help from the women, strong bear hugs. Spike, couldn’t help but find himself amused by Twilight’s expressions. It was what she deserved for the cream pie jokes.

Spike’s father moved, giving him a hard slap on the back.

“Congrats, so whens the wedding? I’ll make sure to bring in the strippers.” Spike found himself snorting at this, but it did bring up a few things as he decided to bring up an idea,

“Well, we’re somewhat hoping to have it soon, maybe around here, in a week or two… Nothing to wild we’re thinking about making it simple.” He pulled out his best smile, though a part of him felt guilty; it wasn’t the full truth, but the expression on his parent’s face was quite something. While his old man nodded,

“Hmm seem’s like a stretch but I think we might be able to set something up. Call some of the family in. I know there are a few of your cousins from out of town. Oh hell, we’ll make it a big Redneck wedding in the backyard.” Stormbreaker chuckled while Spike nodded,

“I’m sure that could work. It’s at least something.” In truth, they hadn’t thought much of the wedding, but they might be able to use it to help their stay, for the time being, while they could think of something to do with Cain. Applejack watched them for a second, raising an eyebrow as she seemed confused.

“Redneck wedding?” She asked while Stormbreaker nodded,

“Yeah, it’s like a traditional wedding with more rednecks, Moonshine, and guns. Trust me, and we will have to ensure cousin Whiskeymoon doesn’t bring his squirrel Riffle; last time, he got me in the butt, and I still can’t go through metal detectors.”

“Moonshine?” Applejack asked again, finding herself more confused by that as Stormbreaker nodded,

“Oh, trust me, the kind of Moonshine my cousin Whiskeymoon makes is the stuff that can cause you to knock your boots off. You’ve got to try it. I remember this one time when Spike snuck into the stash he left; he was drunk as a skunk and walked around the house naked when we got home.”
Spike groaned in horror as it started over again while Twilight giggled.

Author's Note

Well guy's i hope you had fun with Spike and the cream pie. Now i wonder how long before the wedding comes who is the mysterious girl