Molly was walking through the halls, a bounce in her step. She had a boyfriend. She grinned to herself, thinking that over. Of course she had a boyfriend, because Spike had called her his girlfriend. And that meant he was her boyfriend. She giggled to herself, thinking of how sweet Spike had been to her. She had managed to get away from her cousins, and she hoped to run into the small Dudley before she left the arena.
Passing by a small utility closet, she heard a soft moan through the wood of the door. She stopped, peering at it curiously. More sounds came through it, the soft sounds of kisses and the rustling of fabric. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she pulled open the door. Inside she saw her new boyfriend lying underneath her cousin Crash. They were making out heavily, Spike's glasses discarded on the floor beside them and his shirt halfway open.
"Spike!" Molly gasped, tearing filling her eyes.
Spike jumped. He looked up at Molly with wide eyes, pushing Crash off of him. "Molly! Golly Molly, This isn't what it looks like!"
"I thought you were my boyfriend!" Molly cried, turning and running down the hall.
"I am! Molly!" Spike started after her, but he was pulled back by Crash. Before he could object, he was pulled into a crushing kiss by the far larger man.
"Leave her be," Crash urged him, running her hands over Spike's back. "Do you really want a girlfriend, or would you rather have a boyfriend?" He raised his eyebrows, continuing to massage Spike's back.
Spike smiled at him dreamily. "Really?"
"Yes really." Crash grinned back. "Boyfriends?"
"Yes!" Spike threw his arms around Crash's neck, hugging him tightly. Crash smiled to himself. It had been Hardcore's plan for him to seduce Spike, in order to get him away from their young cousin. However, he had become addicted to the young man's kisses in a matter of minutes. He didn't care what the others said, because as far as he was concerned, Spike was his boyfriend from now on.
THE END