Summary: How did Cordelia handle it when she regained her senses after the first time she and Xander kissed?
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"I Kissed A Dweeb"
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'
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It didn't matter what some moldy books or vague prophecies might say or what weirdo-girl Summers might do to prevent world-endings, it was the apocalypse. She, Cordelia Chase, had actually kissed Xander Harris. It wasn't a quick peck either; in terms of steamboats it had probably been the entire United States Navy, a full-fledged tonsil inspection where time was lost track over and hands started to wander. The worst part wasn't that she'd kissed the Dweeb. No, the worst part was that like that orphan in the story, Andy or Ollie or whatever their name was, she just kept thinking about it and all she could think was 'please, sir, I want some more'.
Who knew that always-running mouth of his could kiss so well? For that matter, who the hell knew that he had a body like that hidden under those hideous Hawai'ian shirts? They were just things that didn't seem like they should go together... like a paisley skirt and striped blouse, it just didn't fit when someone thought about it. But, oh, did it ever work when it was done right.
It was enough to turn her entire world upside down, she hadn't just kissed a Dweeb. She kissed a Dweeb and she thought she liked it. In fact, she thought she wanted to do it again. Something was definitely wrong with her and there wasn't a single person she could talk to about it safely. She knew she could try talking to the Dweeb, but the second he started talking, she was afraid she'd start looking at his lips and she had a bad idea what that would lead to...