Kay came down the stairs wearing a pair of low riding jeans and a halter top. "Hey Spike," she said as she walked by. "How are you?"
"I'm recovering from almost having my heart start beating again." Spike snarled at her, instivly dropping his hands to cover a most sensitive spot and moving away from Kay nervously, all the while watching her knees. He took a drag off of his cigeretee and let it hang from his lips loosely. Cordelia rolled her eyes and handed Kay a cup of coffee. Kay took a sip, and made a face.
"Ugh! This is awful! What is this, freshly killed?" Kay kidded her cousin, taking another sip.
"Makes me glad I don't need to drink it." Spike said. When he looked away, Kay poured the rest of her coffee into his blood. Spike grabbed his cup and took a sip, not looking up from the newspaper.
"Blah!!!!!!!" He sputtered, spitting the blood out, and spilling the rest of his cup in the process.
"Spike!" Angel yelled, as he came down the stairs and saw the blood on the floor. "Clean that up!"
"I'm going to kill her!" Spike yelled rushing at Kay. Kay squealed in mock fright, but stood her ground. Spike ran at her with vamp face in place, his fangs bared and dripping with saliva. Kay stood still. When he was almost upon her, she punched him in the face, and kicked the back of his knee forcing him to the ground. Then she backed up and kicked him in the jaw. Spike went down. Angel and Cordelia started clapping and whislteing.
Spike got to his feet, holding his jaw and moaning. Kay smirked at him.
"You just can't win vamp boy."
"So I've noticed." Spike mumbled, rubbing the apearing burise on his jaw. Angel laughed and put his arm comfortably around Cordelia's shoulder. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. They were staring into each others eyes. Angel started moving in closer, the smile still on his face.
But he was jerked out of the trance by Spike's muffled laughter. Him and Cordelia jumped about like two cats who had been hit by a bucket of water. Angel looked up to see Spike and Kay sitting on the couch together, chatting like best friends. Rather loudly. Angel cleared his throat. Kay and Spike looked at him sheepishly and started giggling.
"Ahh. Come on! Continue! Don't let us stop you." Kay called, her brown eyes twinkling. Spike burst into laughter agin, and Kay put a hand over his mouth to try and stiffle it. But Spikes laughter refused to be quieted. It bubbled up his throat from his chest and out of his mouth. Spike pushed Kay off of him, and started tickling her. Kay slid out form under him and darted around the couch.
"Get over here."
"I'm not coming over there."
"Get over here."
"If you think I'm coming over there, your crazier then Drusilla."
"How do you know about Drusilla?" Spike asked, the rubbing of the scar above his eye the only sign that he was confused.
"You'd be surprised about what I know." Kay teased him.
Spike growled, then turned his back on Kay to go get another mug of blood, since Kay ruined his with that awful coffee. Kay smriked, then walked around and settled back on to the couch, satisfied that she had won this round.
Cordelia grabbed Kay's arm and pulled her towards the door. "Come on Kay. Let's go shopping."
"OK!" Kay agreed, walking out the door with Cordelia.
"Oh, Angel, thanks for the credit card." Cordelia yelled.
"WHAT!" Angel roared, grabbing his wallet out of his pocket. Sure enough, his credit card was gone. He growled, but then he shook his head and smiled. Cordelia had picked up some of Spikes less honorable talents. Spike smiled from the couch, lite up a cigerette and shook his head after Cordelia and Kay.
Angel glared at him. "This is your fault."
Spike choked on his smoke. He finished coughing and looked at Angel. "My fault! How do you figure that?"
"After spending all this time around you, she had to pick up something. I doubt that she's going to pick up smokeing or drinking, so pickpocketing was the only obvious choice."
"So, Kay. What do you think of LA so far?" Cordelia asked her cousin as they strolled arm in arm through the mall.
"I love it." Kay exclaimed. "It's way better than Harmony." She made a face when she said Harmony. Cordelia put a sympathetic arm around her cousin's shoulder.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing." Kay whispered, looking away. Cordelia saw a bench and walked over to it. They sat down.
"Come on Kay. I'm your cousin. I can tell something's wrong. What is it?" With a deep sigh, Kay faced her cousin, forcing back tears.
"You probably know that Miguel and Charity are a couple," She began. Cordelia nodded. "Yeah, I kind of got that impression from your letters. Are you jealous of Charity?"
"No!" Kay exclaimed quickly. Cordelia raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Okay, I am," she admitted.
"I've known Miguel for years! And suddenly she swoops into town, and steals Miguel's heart. And I know that she lost her mother and her memory and her house, so I didn't mind letting her have the bigger room. But when Mom bought her the exact same clothes that she was going to buy for me, that was really pushing it. First of all, Charity and I don't have the same style, and secondly, Mom knew how much I wanted those outfits and it hurt that she got them for someone else."
"But that's not all, is it?" Cordelia guessed.
"Isn't that enough?" Kay retorted.
"If that was all, then you wouldn't have acted they way you just did when I metioned Harmony." Cordelia pointed out reasonably.
"It's just...I feel like I've lost my best friend, you know?" Kay whispered wistfully. "Miguel and I did everything together when we were kids. We were inseparable. Now, he's blowing me off to be with Charity. And he doesn't even realize it sometimes. Like one my birthday this year, he didn't even wish me a happy birthday when he saw me at school. And the gift he got for me?" Kay sighed. "He got me softball stuff."
Cordelia's brow furried in confusion, then she gasped. "Didn't he give you that last year?" Kay nodded.
"Usually, he would get me the most thoughtful gifts for my birthday, even though we were just little kids," Kay continued. "Like a new bell for my bike, or my very own copy of 'Little Women'. This year, it was like a last minute thing that he picked out. And he takes for granted the fact that we're friends. Like this Christmas, Charity wanted to decorate Tabitha's house, shes an old neighbor of ours, and Miguel just assumed that I would pay for the decorations, which I ended up doing. I spent over a hundred dollars on decorations, because Miguel said that it would make Charity happy."
Cordelia was really pissed off at Miguel now. She wanted to go grab Angel and Spike, jump on a plane to Harmony, and throttle the little twerp, but she knew that she would get into deep trouble if she did. She ran a hand through her short hair and tried to calm down.
"Do you know what I think you should do? You should avoid thinking about the two of them," Cordelia advised. "I think it's pretty obvious that even thinking about either of them stresses you out, and you don't need that right now. And who knows? Maybe having you gone will give Miguel the shock he needs to figure out that there's a problem between the two of you and pull his head out of the clouds long enough to fix things."
Kay smiled at her cousin. "Thanks for listening to me whine, Cordelia," she told her.
"That's what I'm here for," she replied, winking at her. "Now lets go shopping!"
"I'm recovering from almost having my heart start beating again." Spike snarled at her, instivly dropping his hands to cover a most sensitive spot and moving away from Kay nervously, all the while watching her knees. He took a drag off of his cigeretee and let it hang from his lips loosely. Cordelia rolled her eyes and handed Kay a cup of coffee. Kay took a sip, and made a face.
"Ugh! This is awful! What is this, freshly killed?" Kay kidded her cousin, taking another sip.
"Makes me glad I don't need to drink it." Spike said. When he looked away, Kay poured the rest of her coffee into his blood. Spike grabbed his cup and took a sip, not looking up from the newspaper.
"Blah!!!!!!!" He sputtered, spitting the blood out, and spilling the rest of his cup in the process.
"Spike!" Angel yelled, as he came down the stairs and saw the blood on the floor. "Clean that up!"
"I'm going to kill her!" Spike yelled rushing at Kay. Kay squealed in mock fright, but stood her ground. Spike ran at her with vamp face in place, his fangs bared and dripping with saliva. Kay stood still. When he was almost upon her, she punched him in the face, and kicked the back of his knee forcing him to the ground. Then she backed up and kicked him in the jaw. Spike went down. Angel and Cordelia started clapping and whislteing.
Spike got to his feet, holding his jaw and moaning. Kay smirked at him.
"You just can't win vamp boy."
"So I've noticed." Spike mumbled, rubbing the apearing burise on his jaw. Angel laughed and put his arm comfortably around Cordelia's shoulder. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. They were staring into each others eyes. Angel started moving in closer, the smile still on his face.
But he was jerked out of the trance by Spike's muffled laughter. Him and Cordelia jumped about like two cats who had been hit by a bucket of water. Angel looked up to see Spike and Kay sitting on the couch together, chatting like best friends. Rather loudly. Angel cleared his throat. Kay and Spike looked at him sheepishly and started giggling.
"Ahh. Come on! Continue! Don't let us stop you." Kay called, her brown eyes twinkling. Spike burst into laughter agin, and Kay put a hand over his mouth to try and stiffle it. But Spikes laughter refused to be quieted. It bubbled up his throat from his chest and out of his mouth. Spike pushed Kay off of him, and started tickling her. Kay slid out form under him and darted around the couch.
"Get over here."
"I'm not coming over there."
"Get over here."
"If you think I'm coming over there, your crazier then Drusilla."
"How do you know about Drusilla?" Spike asked, the rubbing of the scar above his eye the only sign that he was confused.
"You'd be surprised about what I know." Kay teased him.
Spike growled, then turned his back on Kay to go get another mug of blood, since Kay ruined his with that awful coffee. Kay smriked, then walked around and settled back on to the couch, satisfied that she had won this round.
Cordelia grabbed Kay's arm and pulled her towards the door. "Come on Kay. Let's go shopping."
"OK!" Kay agreed, walking out the door with Cordelia.
"Oh, Angel, thanks for the credit card." Cordelia yelled.
"WHAT!" Angel roared, grabbing his wallet out of his pocket. Sure enough, his credit card was gone. He growled, but then he shook his head and smiled. Cordelia had picked up some of Spikes less honorable talents. Spike smiled from the couch, lite up a cigerette and shook his head after Cordelia and Kay.
Angel glared at him. "This is your fault."
Spike choked on his smoke. He finished coughing and looked at Angel. "My fault! How do you figure that?"
"After spending all this time around you, she had to pick up something. I doubt that she's going to pick up smokeing or drinking, so pickpocketing was the only obvious choice."
"So, Kay. What do you think of LA so far?" Cordelia asked her cousin as they strolled arm in arm through the mall.
"I love it." Kay exclaimed. "It's way better than Harmony." She made a face when she said Harmony. Cordelia put a sympathetic arm around her cousin's shoulder.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Nothing." Kay whispered, looking away. Cordelia saw a bench and walked over to it. They sat down.
"Come on Kay. I'm your cousin. I can tell something's wrong. What is it?" With a deep sigh, Kay faced her cousin, forcing back tears.
"You probably know that Miguel and Charity are a couple," She began. Cordelia nodded. "Yeah, I kind of got that impression from your letters. Are you jealous of Charity?"
"No!" Kay exclaimed quickly. Cordelia raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Okay, I am," she admitted.
"I've known Miguel for years! And suddenly she swoops into town, and steals Miguel's heart. And I know that she lost her mother and her memory and her house, so I didn't mind letting her have the bigger room. But when Mom bought her the exact same clothes that she was going to buy for me, that was really pushing it. First of all, Charity and I don't have the same style, and secondly, Mom knew how much I wanted those outfits and it hurt that she got them for someone else."
"But that's not all, is it?" Cordelia guessed.
"Isn't that enough?" Kay retorted.
"If that was all, then you wouldn't have acted they way you just did when I metioned Harmony." Cordelia pointed out reasonably.
"It's just...I feel like I've lost my best friend, you know?" Kay whispered wistfully. "Miguel and I did everything together when we were kids. We were inseparable. Now, he's blowing me off to be with Charity. And he doesn't even realize it sometimes. Like one my birthday this year, he didn't even wish me a happy birthday when he saw me at school. And the gift he got for me?" Kay sighed. "He got me softball stuff."
Cordelia's brow furried in confusion, then she gasped. "Didn't he give you that last year?" Kay nodded.
"Usually, he would get me the most thoughtful gifts for my birthday, even though we were just little kids," Kay continued. "Like a new bell for my bike, or my very own copy of 'Little Women'. This year, it was like a last minute thing that he picked out. And he takes for granted the fact that we're friends. Like this Christmas, Charity wanted to decorate Tabitha's house, shes an old neighbor of ours, and Miguel just assumed that I would pay for the decorations, which I ended up doing. I spent over a hundred dollars on decorations, because Miguel said that it would make Charity happy."
Cordelia was really pissed off at Miguel now. She wanted to go grab Angel and Spike, jump on a plane to Harmony, and throttle the little twerp, but she knew that she would get into deep trouble if she did. She ran a hand through her short hair and tried to calm down.
"Do you know what I think you should do? You should avoid thinking about the two of them," Cordelia advised. "I think it's pretty obvious that even thinking about either of them stresses you out, and you don't need that right now. And who knows? Maybe having you gone will give Miguel the shock he needs to figure out that there's a problem between the two of you and pull his head out of the clouds long enough to fix things."
Kay smiled at her cousin. "Thanks for listening to me whine, Cordelia," she told her.
"That's what I'm here for," she replied, winking at her. "Now lets go shopping!"