Fic: Just Us - 7/8 - Xander/Angel
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suki_blueTitle: Just Us
Pairing: Xander/Angel
Genre: Comedy Romance
Rating: NC-17 for the whole thing
Warnings: Fluff. Het
Feedback: Yes please!!!!
Summary: We find out whether Giles is really evil!guy.
This is the sequel to Just Begun and Just Dance
Previous parts Here
Beta'd by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kitty_poker1
Previously:
“Um, did I just get outed?” Xander asked.
Everybody nodded.
“Oh. Oh, well. I guess I’m surprised you guys didn’t guess sooner, what with my snappy dressing and Audrey Hepburn poster collection.”
Buffy dismissed him with a wave. “I don’t care about that. Did you or did you not have gay relations with Spike? And are there pictures?”
Xander wasn’t quite sure what to say. Wasn’t this one of those moments when the Hellmouth should traditionally open up and swallow you?
Obviously not.
“Euw, Buff, no! I did not do that with Spike.”
Buffy made a hand gesture.
“*Or* that! Look, for the last time, I have never had sex with Spike, I’ve never kissed Spike and I haven’t…manhandled him in any way. Back me up, Spike.”
“It’s true, Slayer.” Spike paused. “Whelp wanted it, though. Wanted it *bad.* Wasn’t giving it to him, though. Not until he got down on his knees and…”
“Spike!” Angel yelled. “You know how you guys always say how emotionless I am?”
Everybody nodded, except Xander. He kept shaking his head until he realised it would look suspicious if anybody noticed.
“Well, guess what?” Angel continued. “I’m having an emotion right now.”
“Really?” Willow asked nervously. “Which one?”
“Anger,” Angel stated clearly and concisely. “You people realise that Armageddon could be just around the corner?”
Everybody nodded.
“And yet you’re all standing around here discussing Xander’s sex life!”
Willow pointed at Buffy, opened her mouth, and got as far as “But she…” before Angel interrupted.
“Is the Gliff’niff’stiff spell ready?” Angel asked, looking at Wesley. “We need to find out if Giles is evil.”
At Wesley’s nod, Angel ‘accompanied’ Giles to the table and sat him down.
The spell began and everybody waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And got bored.
“Is it home time yet?” Xander asked. “Did the bell go? Why is this taking so long?”
Wesley turned around and held up his index finger. “Ah, you see, this is a very complicated spell…”
“It wouldn’t be if you used the updated version from Minkie’s Second Edition. We’d have been done by now and able to *finally* move on,” Giles grumbled.
Wesley shook his head sadly. “You honestly expect us to trust into such…fiction? Mr Giles, I must say, I’m shocked to my very core.”
“Fiction, indeed. It could teach you a thing or two, I’d wager.”
Xander sighed and walked over to stand next to Angel. “I think that’s an argument that’s gonna take a while.”
Angel nodded in agreement. “Wesley always thinks he’s right.”
“So does Giles. I guess that’s because they are always right.”
Angel nodded again. “Yep, pretty much.”
Xander shifter closer and kept one eye on the rest of room. It wouldn’t do for them to get caught out just yet. Not that anyone was looking at him and Angel. They were looking at him and Spike. Thank all the gods that Cordelia saw the funny side. Xander just wasn’t sure that Angel did.
“Angel?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you mad?”
“According to some. Christ knows what a shrink would make of…”
“No, I mean, like, still angry.”
“No. Not really. You…? You and Spike…?”
“Never happened. And I’d have told you if it did. But even Spike didn’t know about my gay status until we came to LA with those plant cuttings. You believe me, right?”
“Of course.” Angel turned around and lightly stroked Xander’s cheek. “I just…I don’t like the thought of you with anybody else. You’re mine. All mine.”
“Possessive much?” Xander whispered.
“Very. Problem?”
“Nuh-uh.” Xander leant in and brushed his lips against Angel’s “Not a problem. Just remember that I’m possessive, too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. About Buffy…”
“Nothing happened.”
“Did she say anything?” Xander asked.
“No.”
“Do anything?”
“No.”
“Pout?”
“N…a little.”
“Okay, just normal Buff, then.”
Angel pulled him closer and whispered. “You don’t ever have to worry.”
“Erm, not meaning to state the obvious,” Rupert Devel cut in, “but you both might need to start worrying if Miss Summers turns around and finds you in a clinch.”
Angel and Xander let go of each other and stepped quickly apart. “Damn,” Xander said. “I keep forgetting that I can’t touch you…you, you, you, *your* leather coat because…it’s your baby and you love it so. Buff! You okay? Everything okay? Okay?”
Buffy stopped in front of Xander and cocked her head to the side, “I’m fine, Xander. Thank you. And you? You look a little nervous.”
“Well, who wouldn’t be?!” Xander cried with all the inappropriate cheeriness he could muster. “What with all the evil stuff and the evil books and the evil Giles.”
“I am not evil!” Giles called out.
“But you might be,” Xander argued.
“Buffy,” Giles reasoned. “Can’t you make them see sense?”
“Well, my spider sense isn’t tingling. Does that help?”
“Not in the slightest,” Wesley answered. “Now, perhaps if we can all have some patience and wait…” Wesley checked his watch. “Another three minutes. Then we will know one way or the other.”
“And how will we know, again?” Buffy asked.
Wesley picked up the test tube filled with the urine sample that Angel has procured during Giles’ much needed toilet break. “In ten minutes *this* will turn pink if he is evil and blue if he is not.”
“And purple if he’s an evil twin,” Xander added with grin.
“Hey, you know, you could really market this stuff,” Cordelia said. “We could package it all up and sell it for, what? Fifty bucks a pop? I mean, who wouldn’t want an Evilness Test Kit? No home would be complete without one!”
Xander walked over to the table where Giles was sitting and Cordelia was standing. “You know, I think you might be on to something. It’s a great idea! We could sell them to the clients! I wonder what other kits we could make?!”
Cordelia thought about it. “An Exorcism Kit! Complete with Holy Bible, crucifix, holy water and a…priest. Maybe not.”
“Or just maybe! Who needs a priest these days?! Pah, that’s what I say. How about a Vampire Un-invite Kit?”
“Useful, useful. I like it, I like it,” Cordelia mused.
“We could set aside an area near the office or I could build another room and we could use it for a little shop or something.”
“Great! I’m thinking revenue!” Cordelia squealed.
“And I’m thinking work! Of the construction kind! Angel, what do think? It’s a good idea, right? Why are you scowling at me? Why are you all scowling at me? Cordy? Why are they all scowling at me?”
“I think your mouth just got you into trouble again, pet,” Spike said with a hint of sympathy in his voice.
“What? What did I say?”
“Xander? What’s all this ‘we’ about?” Willow asked. “Are you going to LA?”
Xander froze. As Spike would say - often - oh, bugger. “Oh, bugger.”
“Xan, what’s going on?” Buffy asked.
“Um, um, um, could we talk about this later? I mean, evil is afoot and this is really a conversation that needs to be totally without evil, malice or any kind of revenge or violence or…slayage.”
“Xander, tell me what’s going on?” Buffy asked more seriously.
“Erm, Time Travel Kits?” Xander suggested, roughly in Cordelia’s direction. “One of those would be real handy right now.”
“Xander?!” Buffy yelled. “What are you keeping from us?! Tell me!”
“Buffy…”
“Don’t get all fobby offy on me, Xand? Why are you going to LA?”
Finally, after many long years, the impossible had happened. Xander had finally been silenced. This was not how he wanted Buffy to find out, not in front of a room full of people.
Okay, so maybe he could tell everyone that he was looking for a change of scenery?
“I’m looking for a change of scenery? You know, building sites in L.A are *so* much better than in Sunnydale. I could get dental.”
“Don’t lie, please.”
“I’m not! You just can’t get dental around here!”
“Xander, are you in trouble?” Willow asked. “Because if you are, that’s okay. Well, it isn’t okay, but we won’t be mad. Well, not with you. Are you in trouble? Is it a demon? Did you knock over Mr Flannigan’s mail box with your car again?”
“Willow, I’m not in trouble…”
“Really, Xander? I think you’ll find that isn’t entirely true,” said Giles, who was standing behind Xander with a large dagger in his hand and a maniacal look on his face.
“Oh, goodness!” Wesley cried, holding up the test tube. “It’s pink! He *is* evil!”
“I bloody knew it!” Spike shouted, pointing alternately at Giles and the urine sample. “Evil git!”
“Stand back!” Giles commanded, holding the dagger to Xander’s throat.
“When did we let Giles go get a dagger?” Buffy asked as she ushered Cordelia and Rupert behind her. “Giles, put the knife down. You’re not yourself.”
“Damn right, I’m not! I’m something…someone so much better. Now, give me the books and I’ll be on my way. I will return Xander when I’m sure I’m not being followed.”
“And how do we know, Sir, that you’ll hold up your end of the bargain?” Rupert Devel asked.
“You’ll just have to trust me, won’t you?”
Angel slammed his fist into the glass counter and pulled out a large battle axe. “No. Let him go.”
Giles laughed. “Let him go? Where would be the sense in that? You have something I want. I have something you want. Surely a trade isn’t beyond even your comprehension, Angel?”
Angel was faced with a choice. Firstly, he could fight Giles and try to pull Xander away from him. Unfortunately, that could very well result in Xander getting his throat cut. That was a risk that Angel did not want to take.
So, that left him with his second choice – the only choice that remained. Giles was crazed, possessed by the book’s power and hell bent on reuniting all the volumes to ultimately destroy the world. He was strong, stronger than Angel and Buffy put together.
Yeah, there was only one other option. Destroy the two books. Destroy the two books and himself in the process.
Angel looked at the books and back at Xander. Fight or destroy. Fight or destroy. Fight or destroy.
“Angel? Are you gonna do something? ‘Cause this blade is kinda chilly,” Xander complained with a sad smile.
Angel gripped the axe tighter. And decided.
TBC…
Pairing: Xander/Angel
Genre: Comedy Romance
Rating: NC-17 for the whole thing
Warnings: Fluff. Het
Feedback: Yes please!!!!
Summary: We find out whether Giles is really evil!guy.
This is the sequel to Just Begun and Just Dance
Previous parts Here
Beta'd by
kitty_poker1Previously:
“Um, did I just get outed?” Xander asked.
Everybody nodded.
“Oh. Oh, well. I guess I’m surprised you guys didn’t guess sooner, what with my snappy dressing and Audrey Hepburn poster collection.”
Buffy dismissed him with a wave. “I don’t care about that. Did you or did you not have gay relations with Spike? And are there pictures?”
Xander wasn’t quite sure what to say. Wasn’t this one of those moments when the Hellmouth should traditionally open up and swallow you?
Obviously not.
“Euw, Buff, no! I did not do that with Spike.”
Buffy made a hand gesture.
“*Or* that! Look, for the last time, I have never had sex with Spike, I’ve never kissed Spike and I haven’t…manhandled him in any way. Back me up, Spike.”
“It’s true, Slayer.” Spike paused. “Whelp wanted it, though. Wanted it *bad.* Wasn’t giving it to him, though. Not until he got down on his knees and…”
“Spike!” Angel yelled. “You know how you guys always say how emotionless I am?”
Everybody nodded, except Xander. He kept shaking his head until he realised it would look suspicious if anybody noticed.
“Well, guess what?” Angel continued. “I’m having an emotion right now.”
“Really?” Willow asked nervously. “Which one?”
“Anger,” Angel stated clearly and concisely. “You people realise that Armageddon could be just around the corner?”
Everybody nodded.
“And yet you’re all standing around here discussing Xander’s sex life!”
Willow pointed at Buffy, opened her mouth, and got as far as “But she…” before Angel interrupted.
“Is the Gliff’niff’stiff spell ready?” Angel asked, looking at Wesley. “We need to find out if Giles is evil.”
At Wesley’s nod, Angel ‘accompanied’ Giles to the table and sat him down.
The spell began and everybody waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And got bored.
“Is it home time yet?” Xander asked. “Did the bell go? Why is this taking so long?”
Wesley turned around and held up his index finger. “Ah, you see, this is a very complicated spell…”
“It wouldn’t be if you used the updated version from Minkie’s Second Edition. We’d have been done by now and able to *finally* move on,” Giles grumbled.
Wesley shook his head sadly. “You honestly expect us to trust into such…fiction? Mr Giles, I must say, I’m shocked to my very core.”
“Fiction, indeed. It could teach you a thing or two, I’d wager.”
Xander sighed and walked over to stand next to Angel. “I think that’s an argument that’s gonna take a while.”
Angel nodded in agreement. “Wesley always thinks he’s right.”
“So does Giles. I guess that’s because they are always right.”
Angel nodded again. “Yep, pretty much.”
Xander shifter closer and kept one eye on the rest of room. It wouldn’t do for them to get caught out just yet. Not that anyone was looking at him and Angel. They were looking at him and Spike. Thank all the gods that Cordelia saw the funny side. Xander just wasn’t sure that Angel did.
“Angel?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you mad?”
“According to some. Christ knows what a shrink would make of…”
“No, I mean, like, still angry.”
“No. Not really. You…? You and Spike…?”
“Never happened. And I’d have told you if it did. But even Spike didn’t know about my gay status until we came to LA with those plant cuttings. You believe me, right?”
“Of course.” Angel turned around and lightly stroked Xander’s cheek. “I just…I don’t like the thought of you with anybody else. You’re mine. All mine.”
“Possessive much?” Xander whispered.
“Very. Problem?”
“Nuh-uh.” Xander leant in and brushed his lips against Angel’s “Not a problem. Just remember that I’m possessive, too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. About Buffy…”
“Nothing happened.”
“Did she say anything?” Xander asked.
“No.”
“Do anything?”
“No.”
“Pout?”
“N…a little.”
“Okay, just normal Buff, then.”
Angel pulled him closer and whispered. “You don’t ever have to worry.”
“Erm, not meaning to state the obvious,” Rupert Devel cut in, “but you both might need to start worrying if Miss Summers turns around and finds you in a clinch.”
Angel and Xander let go of each other and stepped quickly apart. “Damn,” Xander said. “I keep forgetting that I can’t touch you…you, you, you, *your* leather coat because…it’s your baby and you love it so. Buff! You okay? Everything okay? Okay?”
Buffy stopped in front of Xander and cocked her head to the side, “I’m fine, Xander. Thank you. And you? You look a little nervous.”
“Well, who wouldn’t be?!” Xander cried with all the inappropriate cheeriness he could muster. “What with all the evil stuff and the evil books and the evil Giles.”
“I am not evil!” Giles called out.
“But you might be,” Xander argued.
“Buffy,” Giles reasoned. “Can’t you make them see sense?”
“Well, my spider sense isn’t tingling. Does that help?”
“Not in the slightest,” Wesley answered. “Now, perhaps if we can all have some patience and wait…” Wesley checked his watch. “Another three minutes. Then we will know one way or the other.”
“And how will we know, again?” Buffy asked.
Wesley picked up the test tube filled with the urine sample that Angel has procured during Giles’ much needed toilet break. “In ten minutes *this* will turn pink if he is evil and blue if he is not.”
“And purple if he’s an evil twin,” Xander added with grin.
“Hey, you know, you could really market this stuff,” Cordelia said. “We could package it all up and sell it for, what? Fifty bucks a pop? I mean, who wouldn’t want an Evilness Test Kit? No home would be complete without one!”
Xander walked over to the table where Giles was sitting and Cordelia was standing. “You know, I think you might be on to something. It’s a great idea! We could sell them to the clients! I wonder what other kits we could make?!”
Cordelia thought about it. “An Exorcism Kit! Complete with Holy Bible, crucifix, holy water and a…priest. Maybe not.”
“Or just maybe! Who needs a priest these days?! Pah, that’s what I say. How about a Vampire Un-invite Kit?”
“Useful, useful. I like it, I like it,” Cordelia mused.
“We could set aside an area near the office or I could build another room and we could use it for a little shop or something.”
“Great! I’m thinking revenue!” Cordelia squealed.
“And I’m thinking work! Of the construction kind! Angel, what do think? It’s a good idea, right? Why are you scowling at me? Why are you all scowling at me? Cordy? Why are they all scowling at me?”
“I think your mouth just got you into trouble again, pet,” Spike said with a hint of sympathy in his voice.
“What? What did I say?”
“Xander? What’s all this ‘we’ about?” Willow asked. “Are you going to LA?”
Xander froze. As Spike would say - often - oh, bugger. “Oh, bugger.”
“Xan, what’s going on?” Buffy asked.
“Um, um, um, could we talk about this later? I mean, evil is afoot and this is really a conversation that needs to be totally without evil, malice or any kind of revenge or violence or…slayage.”
“Xander, tell me what’s going on?” Buffy asked more seriously.
“Erm, Time Travel Kits?” Xander suggested, roughly in Cordelia’s direction. “One of those would be real handy right now.”
“Xander?!” Buffy yelled. “What are you keeping from us?! Tell me!”
“Buffy…”
“Don’t get all fobby offy on me, Xand? Why are you going to LA?”
Finally, after many long years, the impossible had happened. Xander had finally been silenced. This was not how he wanted Buffy to find out, not in front of a room full of people.
Okay, so maybe he could tell everyone that he was looking for a change of scenery?
“I’m looking for a change of scenery? You know, building sites in L.A are *so* much better than in Sunnydale. I could get dental.”
“Don’t lie, please.”
“I’m not! You just can’t get dental around here!”
“Xander, are you in trouble?” Willow asked. “Because if you are, that’s okay. Well, it isn’t okay, but we won’t be mad. Well, not with you. Are you in trouble? Is it a demon? Did you knock over Mr Flannigan’s mail box with your car again?”
“Willow, I’m not in trouble…”
“Really, Xander? I think you’ll find that isn’t entirely true,” said Giles, who was standing behind Xander with a large dagger in his hand and a maniacal look on his face.
“Oh, goodness!” Wesley cried, holding up the test tube. “It’s pink! He *is* evil!”
“I bloody knew it!” Spike shouted, pointing alternately at Giles and the urine sample. “Evil git!”
“Stand back!” Giles commanded, holding the dagger to Xander’s throat.
“When did we let Giles go get a dagger?” Buffy asked as she ushered Cordelia and Rupert behind her. “Giles, put the knife down. You’re not yourself.”
“Damn right, I’m not! I’m something…someone so much better. Now, give me the books and I’ll be on my way. I will return Xander when I’m sure I’m not being followed.”
“And how do we know, Sir, that you’ll hold up your end of the bargain?” Rupert Devel asked.
“You’ll just have to trust me, won’t you?”
Angel slammed his fist into the glass counter and pulled out a large battle axe. “No. Let him go.”
Giles laughed. “Let him go? Where would be the sense in that? You have something I want. I have something you want. Surely a trade isn’t beyond even your comprehension, Angel?”
Angel was faced with a choice. Firstly, he could fight Giles and try to pull Xander away from him. Unfortunately, that could very well result in Xander getting his throat cut. That was a risk that Angel did not want to take.
So, that left him with his second choice – the only choice that remained. Giles was crazed, possessed by the book’s power and hell bent on reuniting all the volumes to ultimately destroy the world. He was strong, stronger than Angel and Buffy put together.
Yeah, there was only one other option. Destroy the two books. Destroy the two books and himself in the process.
Angel looked at the books and back at Xander. Fight or destroy. Fight or destroy. Fight or destroy.
“Angel? Are you gonna do something? ‘Cause this blade is kinda chilly,” Xander complained with a sad smile.
Angel gripped the axe tighter. And decided.
TBC…
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Date: 2005-10-20 09:53 am (UTC)*looks for next part* Where's the next part? *shakes computer* I know it's in here some where!
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Date: 2005-10-20 10:21 am (UTC)The last part coming very soon indeed ;o)
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Date: 2005-10-20 09:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 10:23 am (UTC)More on Sunday!
MWAH!
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Date: 2005-10-20 10:25 am (UTC)B) If you don't reveal all to the scoobies in the next chapter I think I might die and it'll all be on your head!
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 10:40 am (UTC)I promise to reveal all and wrap things up in the next chapter. Double promise ~g~
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Date: 2005-10-20 10:58 am (UTC)More soon? *puppy dog eyes*
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Date: 2005-10-20 11:03 am (UTC)More on Sunday! ~hugs~
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Date: 2005-10-20 11:12 am (UTC)And I can't help but wonder if there's an evil pregnancy test too, cause if so they could have used it on Angel during the fourth season. HEE!
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Date: 2005-10-20 11:15 am (UTC)FB: Just Us - 7
Date: 2005-10-20 11:30 am (UTC)I scared my family by yelling "Arrrgghh! No! You can't end it there!" at my computer.
Thanks to you they now think I'm insane. I mean they suspected it before, but now they have proof.
Re: FB: Just Us - 7
Date: 2005-10-20 12:18 pm (UTC)Did the banter make up for it? No? Ooops.
Thank you!
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Date: 2005-10-20 11:39 am (UTC)The home pregnancy kit of evil. LOL
I love it that Giles really is evil.
And Xander just keeps opening his mouth......
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Date: 2005-10-20 12:20 pm (UTC)The kits are a good idea, huh? I think they'll definitely make an appearance in the next sequel. ~g~
Ah, did you think he just had the leg cramp? It's an easy mistake to make ;o)
Poor Xander. Bless his little cotton socks.
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 01:06 pm (UTC)What?! What?!
Oh, and I'm loving your Angel..
possessive and jealous...
But Dude! Giles is evOl!?
*Starts to laugh at visual of Angel "collecting" Giles-pee!*
(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 01:11 pm (UTC)Thanks, hon!
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Date: 2005-10-20 02:05 pm (UTC)I am. I am. I am. I say!
I swear....if I had a....bang, zooom.....
So Xander spills the beans in his own special way.
Then Evil!Giles. OH what tangled web...
I am still right about cliffhangers being payback. Ya know!
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Date: 2005-10-21 02:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 03:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-21 02:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-20 03:54 pm (UTC)Which is the sound I made at my computer several times while reading this.
The cold is better thanks, and I'm still loving you and this.
The banter in this is just so good, you have a gift, my dear.
And the 'Pregnancy Test Kit of Evil' brilliance, just plain brilliance.
:huggles:
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Date: 2005-10-21 02:05 pm (UTC)Thank you!! I'm thrilled that you're still enjoying! I do love to write banter. It's my fav. ~g~
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Date: 2005-10-20 04:05 pm (UTC)Please tell me I don't have to wait long.
lds
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Date: 2005-10-21 02:06 pm (UTC)The last part will be on Sunday. I hope you enjoy!
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Date: 2005-10-21 05:47 am (UTC)*pouts and begs on knees* Pwitty pwease? *blinks glistening eyes at you*
........
Damn. Okay, yes, I really really liked the chapter. How there was Xangel snuggling, and evil!Giles, and Angel willing to risk his life for Xander.
But I need to know......
You're evol. ~_^
~Nebula
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Date: 2005-10-21 02:08 pm (UTC)Sorry about being so evol. I just can't help myself!
The last part will be on Sunday
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Date: 2005-10-21 09:06 am (UTC)Oh, I'm finding a computer Sunday. That's it.
*sigh* I need a laptop...or more specifically, I need to fix my laptop...
By the way, loved the Cordy/Xander banter. Hee!
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Date: 2005-10-21 02:10 pm (UTC)Thank you! I LOVE to write banter.