Something New
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: Same as in Part 1
Notes: Same as in Part 1
Brandon doesn't like being used and he knew that was exactly what Wolfram and Hart would try to do. Use him. They had done it to everyone else: Faith, Darla, Dru, even Lilah and Lindsey. He knew that when it came to Wolfram and Hart, it was either their way or a gruesome death. And he didn't like either choice. The unfortunate fact, however, was that he was on their turf and he had to play by their rules.
"But rules are meant to be broken," he said aloud to himself.
"Yes, they are," came Holland's voice, startling Brandon. Behind him were Lindsey and Lilah. Holland was pleased. It seemed that Brandon was already thinking about not playing by the book. There might even be a future for him at the firm, if he showed enough promise.
Brandon, on the other hand, was cursing his inattentiveness. Oversights like that could get him killed in this world. Actually, they could get him killed in any world. He had to admit, though, that Holland was a sneaky son of bitch.
"Brandon, you seem to have us in an awkward position," Holland said with that cool smile of his, "You seem to know a lot about us, but we know nothing about you. You know the reputation of our firm, so you can understand how this makes us a bit uncomfortable."
"Well, what do you want to know?" Brandon asked with an equally cool smile. This may not be, exactly, the same world as the show, but the same rules applied. The lawyers would play it cool, until the big bang, then all hell would break loose. All he had to do was play it cool to that point, by that time he'd have a plan, hopefully.
"We're really just interested in getting to know you better. What are your interest, your likes and dislike?" Lilah said smiling flirtatiously. Lindsey had to admit the move was good. Playing with the kid's hormones was pretty smart.
"My interest?" Brandon said as if he was contemplating the question. He wasn't impressed by her flirting ability, but the question itself gave him a semblance of an idea. This world may not be as different as he thought. So far the only difference he had seen was that Holland was alive, rather than dead. It was possible that the rest of the world played out like the show. After all didn't they say that Angel had lit Darla and Dru on fire.
With this in mind, he started to put his plan into action. Good thing they didn't know that he was considered a rather good actor at his school.
"Well..." he said with a dramatic pause, "I like to sing. Oh, you know what we should do? Let's go to Ciratas," he suggested cheerfully.
Now this certainly was a strange turn of events for Holland. The last thing he was expecting was karaoke.
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: Same as in Part 1
Notes: Same as in Part 1
Brandon doesn't like being used and he knew that was exactly what Wolfram and Hart would try to do. Use him. They had done it to everyone else: Faith, Darla, Dru, even Lilah and Lindsey. He knew that when it came to Wolfram and Hart, it was either their way or a gruesome death. And he didn't like either choice. The unfortunate fact, however, was that he was on their turf and he had to play by their rules.
"But rules are meant to be broken," he said aloud to himself.
"Yes, they are," came Holland's voice, startling Brandon. Behind him were Lindsey and Lilah. Holland was pleased. It seemed that Brandon was already thinking about not playing by the book. There might even be a future for him at the firm, if he showed enough promise.
Brandon, on the other hand, was cursing his inattentiveness. Oversights like that could get him killed in this world. Actually, they could get him killed in any world. He had to admit, though, that Holland was a sneaky son of bitch.
"Brandon, you seem to have us in an awkward position," Holland said with that cool smile of his, "You seem to know a lot about us, but we know nothing about you. You know the reputation of our firm, so you can understand how this makes us a bit uncomfortable."
"Well, what do you want to know?" Brandon asked with an equally cool smile. This may not be, exactly, the same world as the show, but the same rules applied. The lawyers would play it cool, until the big bang, then all hell would break loose. All he had to do was play it cool to that point, by that time he'd have a plan, hopefully.
"We're really just interested in getting to know you better. What are your interest, your likes and dislike?" Lilah said smiling flirtatiously. Lindsey had to admit the move was good. Playing with the kid's hormones was pretty smart.
"My interest?" Brandon said as if he was contemplating the question. He wasn't impressed by her flirting ability, but the question itself gave him a semblance of an idea. This world may not be as different as he thought. So far the only difference he had seen was that Holland was alive, rather than dead. It was possible that the rest of the world played out like the show. After all didn't they say that Angel had lit Darla and Dru on fire.
With this in mind, he started to put his plan into action. Good thing they didn't know that he was considered a rather good actor at his school.
"Well..." he said with a dramatic pause, "I like to sing. Oh, you know what we should do? Let's go to Ciratas," he suggested cheerfully.
Now this certainly was a strange turn of events for Holland. The last thing he was expecting was karaoke.