Who Are u Spike&Buffy(Faith)

Congrats on your win this maand Emma! How do u feel?

Honestly I didn't even know I was nominated, so it's very flattering! Thanks everyone :D

1. Why don't u tell your fellow Spuffiers something about your self:

Um, let's see...I didn't get into Buffy until Cat practically made me about 6 months geleden and I'm amazed at how soon I fell in love with the toon and especially with Spuffy! I'm an American girl living in Australia, and I used to live in France. In two words, I'm a world traveler!

2. When did u first fall for the Spuffy pairing? Any particular scene that convinced u to ship them?...

hallo Fans, this my first fanfiction about the Reunion of Spuffy.

After Spike sacrifice his life to save the world from "The First". He was back in LA resurrected trapped in Wolfram & Hart. Spike was hanging around in the lawform and finally got a package to restore his body. When he was back he finally got the nerve to work with his old friend Angel to fight and defeat the Black Thorn. Battle was over Spike decided to meet his one true love Buffy in Rome.

When Buffy was on nights partoling she found Spike and was shocked that he was alive. She didn't believe it at first. Thought it was...

City of Rome
It was the middle of the night. Buffy was walking down the street, talking to someone in a really tiny microphone. There was a small earphone in her ear, so each time she’d say something pedestrians who passed door would give her strange looks, because it seemed as if she was talking to herself.
“Yes, Willow, I’m taking care of myself” Buffy reassured her ginger friend on the other side of the line. “I’m actually sitting in restaurant Chinappi as we speak” she added, before taking a bite of her sandwich
“I hear cars, Buffy” Willow replied a little offended. Did Buffy...

Life’s a toon and we all play a part
And when the muziek starts,
We open up our hearts

It’s all right if some things come out wrong.
We’ll sing a happy song
And u can sing along.

Where’s there’s life,
There’s hope.
Everyday’s
A gift.
Wishes can
Come true.
Whistle while
You work.
So hard
All day.

To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world.
Don’t give me songs.
Don’t give me songs.

Give me something to sing about.
I need something to sing about.

Life’s a song
You don’t get to rehearse.
And every single verse
Can make it that much worse.

Still my friends
Don’t know why I ignore
The...