William the Bloody (Spike) (bloody_billy) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-08-08 03:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 august, ~40 points, ~~spike (bloody_billy), ~~~carl grimes (wherescarl) |
Who: Spike & Open
When: August 8th, Thursday Afternoon
Where: Around town
What: Working on a project
Rating/Warnings: TBD (possible language, but likely low)
Status: Incomplete and Open
William the Bloody had been around for a sodding long time; and had faced down hellgods, Slayers, vampires, demons, and even the First Evil too. However none of them had given the bleach blonde vamp even half as much grief as he was getting from his latest project. Oh on the surface it had seemed like such a simple task. Buy a few planters, some parts and whatnot, then put up the indoor window herb garden before his wife got home from work. Earnestly Spike figured it'd be a nice little surprise for Buffy, and having fresh herbs on hand would certainly come in handy while he was cooking meals in the kitchen too. So with a bright smile and downright giddy attitude, William had hopped out of bed and got to it the moment his wife headed off to work.
However somewhere between his early eagerness and the finished end result was a mountain of tiny things that just kept going wrong. The wall mounted brackets he had bought the day before were missing the anchor supports. The screws for the bloody hooks didn't quite fit. Twice the whole frame fell apart despite the fact that Spike was literally working with inhuman speed and agility to keep it all balanced. For nearly two long hours the Brit's cursing could be heard in between the hammering too. Hell even after somehow striking his thumb with that hammer on accident, the whole window planter came crashing into the sink once again. Forcing him to start all over. With a roar his vamp face came rising up to the surface, and it took every ounce of self control to not burn the whole kitchen down right then and there.
At last, after an additional two hours, the blonde had managed get it all setup and hanging from the frame. The urge to take his battle axe to the whole thing was so very real. Yet that would mean he'd have to start all over from scratch...and there was no way in hell Spike wanted to do that. Three beers, and a half pack of smokes, later William finally grabbed his leather duster and headed out of the apartment. His mood was foul, and he desperately wanted just to curl up in bed and sleep the rest of the day away until Buffy got home around dinner time. Yet while the frame, ropes, and hanging pots were all setup the vampire still had one stop left before he could call it quits. Namely he needed to hit up Beaver Creek Nursery to purchase the collection of herbs themselves. So with a freshly lit cigarette dangling from his lips William the Bloody headed out into town...still softly muttering and cursing beneath his breath the whole time.