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Spike was dragged along on a bounty it was just some rich stuck up small fry some kid who’d read to many mangas about crime and shit… he was the only one able to go Faye had run off (yet again) and jet (also yet again) had run into some trouble with “some old friends” and almost got himself killed, he was worse then spike at this point.
After finally making it to the location a giant fancy hotel that had about 50 floors? sure spike had dealt with rich kids and even spent some time himself in “fancy” hotels during the syndicate but… he couldn’t even dream about even going near a hotel like this, he stumbled in past the lobby to the reception getting a dirty look from every single person in there even the receptionist, he clearly didn’t fit in at all and he knew it but, it was too late to get a disguise and if he turned around now he’d look like some doofus (despite already looking like one)
“Hey, I’m looking for a… uh… “beau”?…” god he even had a rich name, The receptionist stared at him for a moment she was debating whether to question him or not, “oh um.. he’s in room 345 on floor 54… the elevators to the left.” She chuckled almost anxiously spike muttered to himself his hands in his pockets as he walked off
“Stuck up assholes…”
Spike continued mumbling to himself his head hung low “to look mysterious” but it was really just to ignore the stares, as he approached the elevator he looked up and saw… A HORSE? He looked up even further to see the one and only, Andy von de oniyate the only dick head that would bring a horse inside let alone into a fancy hotel
“Oh spike!” He cheerfully called out spike could punch him right then and there, he just had to pray Andy was either here to lounge away or was here for a different bounty… he hesitantly stepped in the doors shutting behind him
“So- what floor?” He grinned at spike he knew it was pissing him off, after a long painful silence spike muttered “floor 54…”
“What was that?” Andy cupped his hand around his ear spike couldn’t tell if it was just Andy being Andy or if was all on purpose just to piss him off, “I SAID FLOOR 20 YOU JACKASS!” He yelled causing the horse (onyx) to stumble back slightly causing Andy to lose his grip almost falling off, if spike wasn’t so focused on getting out of there quickly he would’ve laughed his ass off,
“Oh great me too.” He chuckled sheepishly trying to stabilise himself ,spike was debating whether to shoot himself or to break the elevator and jump off.
A gruelling silence followed the elevator was moving VERY slow for a hotel with so many floors suddenly, the elevator clicked spike a little to eagerly spun round expecting them to finally be at the floor just to notice they had stopped completely… he groaned throwing his head back ,Andy pulled onyx back “calm down you’ll startle him.” He growled god that man was protective over his horse… spike smashed the call button only for it to go unresponsive, spike had made his mind up he was just going to shoot himself there, “sooo… are we stuck?” Andy asked his voice sounded like nails on a chalk board and if things couldn’t get any worse onyx dropped one of the biggest fucking shits ever, and it stunk. “Yes…” spike grumbled out from behind gritted teeth he dropped his head slamming his fist into the control panel and out of nowhere the elevator shifted and lifted up about 5 inches and when spike finally though he was free it clicked again… “FU-“ spike yelled out startling onyx yet again throwing Andy off straight into the pile of horse shit, Andy screeched out like a little girl ripping of that stupid jacket which now had a giant clump full of grass and whatever else he feeds the horse spike chuckled weakly it was funny sure but in this situation he began thinking death was the only way out. A painstaking hour had ticked by spike was slumped over against the wall and Andy was laying against the horse right next to the pile of poop… spike had given up on getting the elevator to move and it was becoming increasingly hotter and the smell wasn’t getting better he slung his jacket off pulling a face at the smell and the sweat stains he chucked it to the side scowling at Andy he was more attached to that horse then some middle aged women would be with some ratty purse dog, he leaned against his hand his arm propped up against the wall he sat watching Andy sure he hated this guy but, did he really? Sure he was previously covered in shit and now sweat and was cuddling a horse as a grown man but… he shook it off and quietly mumbled to himself the heat was probably getting to him he wasn’t like that at all especially towards.. him, maybe his brain was mixing up Andy and Julia… they were both blondes… right?
He reached into his pocket for a cigarette quickly lighting it and taking a short drag, he needed something to take his mind off, everything. Andy stretched awake waking up onyx who also glared at him, spike never knew horses could be judgy, atleast they had something in common Atleast
“Are we unstuck yet?” He mumbled he still sounded so stuck up even when he’d just woken after, “what does it look like.” Spike scowled, as the sun slowly set the temperature dropped spike had learnt to block out the sound of Andy’s voice at this point but the cold was getting unbearable and it wasn’t getting any better, Andy’s jacket was Andy’s of course and also had a faint splash of shit on it.. and his own wasn’t any better it stunk of sweat and he was pretty sure onyx had been chewing on it… spike tried to mask it but his teeth chattered and so did Andy he was curled up against onyx who quickly rejected him getting up and walking to the other side of the elevator, Andy grumbled his voice was shaky “it’s cold.” He complained like spike could do anything about it, “I know.” Spike hissed Andy quickly stood up almost sheepishly stumbling over to spike in the dark and sat a couple feet away from him but during the night he slowly slipped closer and spikes lips were turning blue and so was Andy’s… soon they were sat next to each-other in an awkward silence Andy leant against spike he was about to push him off but the body heat was actually keeping him the slightest bit warm, “this means nothing…” he grumbled wrapping his arm around Andy and facing away as he pulled him closer soon the two were asleep and cuddling each-other like an obnoxious couple spikes hand was entangled in Andy’s hair who was clutching onto his waist spike was blushing ever so slightly… the next morning… the repair man had finally arrived and managed to get the elevator unstuck as the elevator hit the ground floor the doors slid open revealing two grown men latching onto each-other like sloths next to them a brown horse a pile of shit (which he hoped was the horses and two jackets sprawled out on the floor and the worst smell you could ever think of he couldn’t really judge it was the 21st century after all…