Challenge:  a Spike and Angel drabble...where somehow, someway (totally up to you) Spike knocks the poofter down a peg or two! And it an be in canon or not... your choice!

“Give it a rest, will you, Spike?”

“I bloody well will not.  I demand a rematch.”

Angel sighed heavily.  “I smacked you down once like this, and you know I could do it again.”

“You had a lucky punch, and you know it,” Spike protested.  “Besides, the rules have changed,” he said, drawing a slender silver instrument from his pocket.

If he’d been capable of blanching, Angel would have done so.  “Where’d you get that?”

“Maureen down in Dark Incantations quilts.”

Angel attempted bravado.  “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, but I would, wee little puppet man.”