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A Litlle Spike/Illryria
by Molossus
"I wish to repeat the experience."
Spike was reeling but managed to hide it. The green tinge to his complexion was more obvious.
"Look, love. Don't want to rain on your parade but I think five times..."
"You will obey! You will come with me, again. Now!"
He felt a touch of desperation. If she caught even a hint of his weakness, the roiling stomach, the hot flashes, the dizziness, she would never let him live it down.
Sighing, Spike bought new tickets for the ride and he and his daughter climbed aboard the roller coaster for the sixth time.