A/N

This story is weird… really weird. You've been warned It's basicaly AIM conversations of the scoobies, Doyle and Cordelia. And Willow is still in England so she doesn't know what is going on in Sunnydale

Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were there would be a Riley.

Wannabeactress: Doyle, you need to get to the hotel, like, now!

Walkingmessage: What happened, a demon?

Wannabeactress: No, Angel.

Walkingmessage: Angel happened?

Wannabeactress: He went to fight that Bagh-something demon, and when he returned, he just

said he was going to Sunnyhell, and that we should take the weekend off. Doyle, he was grinning and whistling the whole time. It was really scary.

Walkingmessage: Princess, he's allowed to be happy sometimes, isn't he? And it's none of our business if he wants to go talk to Buffy.

Wannabeactress: But he just ran out of the door…

Walkingmessage: And?

Wannabeactress: Hello? It's two in the afternoon, not a cloud in the sky, and our Burn-to-crisps guy walked right into the bright shining sun.

Walkingmessage: Oh. I thought it would take longer than that.

Wannabeactress: What? Do you know something I don't?

Walkingmessage: I wasn't supposed to tell you anything. It's his redemption. The Shanshu prophecy.

Wannabeactress: Could you please speak english?

Walkingmessage: He's human.

Lovenicknames: Cordelia?

Wannabeactress: What do you want Harris?

Lovenicknames: Why is Deadboy here?

Wannabeactress: Do tell me what he did. I've been dying from curiosity since he left. And he's not 'Deadboy' anymore.

Lovenicknames: He isn't evil, is he?

Wannabeactress: I won't answer any of your questions until you answer mine.

Lovenicknames: He waltzed in when we were hanging out at Giles's, kissed Buffy, said they had a lot to talk about and we haven't heard from them for three days. Now, does he still have his soul?

Wannabeactress: Go Angel! And him being soulless is not even a possibility anymore.

Lovenicknames: Translation please? And where did you learn the cryptic talk?

Wannabeactress: That's what happens when you practicaly live with the Cryptic guy himself and a messenger from The Powers That Be. And I meant he is human. Alive.

Lovenicknames: He's … he's not dead anymore?

Wannabeactress: Bingo. That would be the definition of 'alive'.

Lovenicknames: But what am I gonna call him now?

Wannabeactress: Oh, I don't know…how about *gasp* Angel? I so want to have your problems.

Lovenicknames: Why am I even still talking ,or writing or whatever, to you? I should go share the news with everyone. Nice nickname by the way. Wannabe is the keyword, right?

Wannabeactress: Shut up.

Oneintheworld: You'll never guess what happened.

Witchygirl: So tell me…

Oneintheworld: Angel came back to Sunnydale three days ago. Willow, he's human.

Witchygirl: Human? As in living, breathing, sunbathing? And why didn't you tell me earlier?

Oneintheworld: Well… the curse is no longer an issue, so we've been kind of …busy.

Witchygirl: Say no more. You didn't leave the bed till know.

Oneintheworld: We so did. For food and shower.

Witchygirl: Yeah right…I'm happy for you Buffy. You both deserve this.

Oneintheworld: That's not all. Will you be my bridesmaid?

Witchygirl: Bridesmaid? As in there's going to be a wedding?

Oneintheworld: Yes.

Witchygirl: Your wedding.

Oneintheworld: Yes.

Witchygirl: Your wedding. With Angel.

Oneintheworld: Yes.

Witchygirl: Oh my god! Of course I will!

The end

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