1 Part 11 –
When Cordelia woke for the second time that day, she made her way through to the kitchen, where she found Spike looking in Angel's refrigerator.
The Angelic vampire himself, she had seen fast asleep on the couch as she came out of the bedroom.
"What's up, Blondie? Got a bloodlust?"
Spike shot his head up so fast he hit it on the top on the refrigerator door. "Ow! Cordelia! - You should learn *not* to sneak up on people like that!"
"I don't. I sneak up on the dead. Besides, Angel took the last place on the 'addicted to sneaking up on people - especially your secretary' group therapy thing."
Angel groaned as he came into the kitchen. "I see somebody's feeling better now."
"Oh, yeah. This bitch ain't gonna let any big-ugly-demon-ass scare her. - Demon guy should run screaming from *me* before I kick his ugly hiny!"
Angel began to make coffee for himself. "Cord, you want me to fix you something?"
"That's *the* stupidest question I ever heard! - I'm still waiting for that dinner you were gonna fix me last night - on my first night since I moved in! Can you believe Spike and demon-guy-working-for-other-demon-guy picked yesterday of all nights to show their ugly mugs!"
Spike sat down opposite Cordelia. "Who you callin' ugly?"
"Well, you used to be kinda hot, now your just dull. - Soz about the ugly thing, didn't really mean that."
"Great! I'm not ugly, *just* dull looking!" Angel laughed as Spike took on his preferred look.
"Oh, I'm sure if you ask her nicely, Cordy will give you some pointers."
Spike looked at the grinning brunette hopefully.
"Sure thing, Spike. But, I can do one better...." She stood up and pulled a pair of scissors from a draw and made a move to his hair.
Spike let out a yelp and ran to Angel, who was opening the refrigerator.
"The chick's gone flippin' bloody mental! - She was gonna knock me ups-up- side-the-head with those!" He pointed at the big clampy scissors Cordy held.
"I *was* gonna cut your hair!"
"With *those*!?"
Angel looked at the giant scissors and laughed. "He has a point, Cordy."
She inspected them carefully. "I guess something smaller *would* be better." She looked at her Guardian. "Angel?"
He reached over to the draw closest to him and pulled out a much, much smaller pair. He showed them to Spike for approval.
"Better." He moved to sit down as Cordelia took the scissors from Angel.
"WAIT!" He called just as she was about to snip.
Cordelia sighed. "What now?"
"How do I know you aren't gonna make me look like a poof?"
Cordelia bent down in front of him. "Trust?"
The vampire sighed. "Go on then, if you make a bloody mess of it I'll just stay in, it's not like I go out in the day anyway, and going out at night isn't much fun since this stupid chip! - Can't plan a mega feast with mates or anything!"
While he continued complaining about the 'bloody chip' in his head, Cordelia began to play hair dresser.
Angel watched the young brunette as she focused intensely on his childe's hair. 'She's beautiful when she concentrates - hell, she's beautiful all the time! WAIT! .. Think, Angel you stupid so and so, this is *Cordelia* here! - Your *secretary*! - Your *seer*! - Your *friend*! But she is really -'.
"Angel, what'd ya think?" Cordy asked him, drawing him back from his thoughts.
Angel crossed the room so he could look at his childe straight on. She had actually done a good job. Spike's hair was now short and spiky; people would actually believe that he was called Spike after his hair do and hot for the real vicious murdering reason.
Spike could tell from his Sire's expression Cordelia had done a good job, Angel actually looked impressed. And that was what he'd have to go on, since he didn't have a reflection.
~*~
Cordelia, fed and feeling a lot better, now in a tank top and sweats slouched next to the blonde vampire on the coach.
"Hey, where'd Wes go anyways?" She asked, finally realizing they were missing the presence of the ex-watcher.
"The four-eyed poof spilt tea all over himself and had to go home to change. He wouldn't wear any of Angel's naff looking gear."
"I like Angel's clothes!" Cordelia protested. "Mind you, they would look a right laugh on Wesley!"
Spike smiled at the brunette. 'Man, she's HOT. Maybe I can get something going here!'
"Wes came back awhile ago actually, he's upstairs in the office now." Angel strode in from the kitchen carrying two cups, he headed with them to Cordy and Spike. "So, have you filled Cora in on the new arrangements?"
Cordelia sat up, interested. "What *arrangements*?"
Angel handed her and Spike a cup of steaming coffee each as his blonde childe explained what the arrangements were to Cordy.
"Since I have officially decided to follow daddy's footsteps, I'm another new member of the team."
"What?" She spun her head around to Angel who was on his way back into the kitchen, and her hair flung into Spike's face. "Does this mean a pay cut, Brood-boy?"
"Don't worry, Cordy, Spike's gonna live here with us until he get's an apartment - and then I will only have to give him what he needs for the rent. I promise your payment won't suffer."
"Oh, that's OK then." She surprised Spike by suddenly hugging him. "Welcome to the team, Blondie! But, why are you helping us - what was wrong with Sunnydale and the Slay-crew?"
"Are you *kidding* me? With the stuck-up librarian, flaming haired witch, lanky goofy guy, ex-vengeance demon and hard-ass slayer? - And then there's the whole SunnyHELL thing. When you've been there awhile it's just the same old after the same old. Besides, figured there was more ass to kick in LA with a poof. Now there's the extra bonus of a four-eyed poof and a fashionable may queen. But the main reason was that *sad* excuse for a vampire, Harmony, - she is as annoying as hell!"
"*Harmony*? One of my Cordettes?" Cordelia's eyes flamed.
"Um,... yeah. - But that was when I was evil, I'm one of the good guys now!"
"I thought you said the chip only stopped you from feeding your bloodlust. You could still be evil-Spike if you wanted - just without feeding on anything human... And you turned one of *my* girls?!"
"Cordelia, listen, I -"
"Yes or no, Spike? I'm waiting." Cordelia gave the blonde normally tough looking man a death stare, Angel, who was still watching had to smile at his childe's fidgeting around nervously.
"Yes, but -"
"Good! Harmony is such a little priss! I mean, in High School she was like a *sheep*, always trying to win my attention. Girl needed a life!... So what's vamp-Harm like?"
"Pompous brat. And I wouldn't put it past her to try and come after me here! She's fixated with me!"
"If she turns up, I'm gonna stake the little follow-round!"
"You go, girl!" Spike cheered.
Cordelia and Angel laughed.
"You so never used to be like this, you were always bad-ass-blonde-vamp- guy, well, OK, revenge-seeking-bad-ass-blonde-vamp-guy that is. Why would a chip in the head stop you from being evil-Spike?"
"No idea. I guess I'm just bored of being bad-ass-vamp-guy, *Angel* was getting more attention being good, figured I'd give it a try!" He smiled at her. "Besides, it's nice to smile and not have to always frown."
"Yeah, you can have more fun with a smile!" She said grinning at him.
Angel rolled his eyes. "Ugh, you two go out already, I'm not gonna watch this become another Doyle-Cordy fiasco!". But, he really didn't mean it. 'Please, please, *please* don't go out - wait, why would I care if Spike went out with Cordy? - 'Cuz I want to go out with her! -WHAT! *Jeez*! - Why would I think that?!'
"ME and HER?" Spike laughed.
"ME and HIM?" Cordelia laughed.
They both suddenly stopped laughing and pulled a face.
"Ugh! Miss 'totally superficial material girl'?"
"Eeeew! - Vampire! Do you like, *want* me to be killed, Angel?" Cordy's nose scrunched up.
"- GET A LIFE!" They chorused.
Angel just turned back into the kitchen, still grinning from their words. 'Cora's right, you can have more fun with a smile', he grinned even wider.
~*~
Go on to part TWELVE
When Cordelia woke for the second time that day, she made her way through to the kitchen, where she found Spike looking in Angel's refrigerator.
The Angelic vampire himself, she had seen fast asleep on the couch as she came out of the bedroom.
"What's up, Blondie? Got a bloodlust?"
Spike shot his head up so fast he hit it on the top on the refrigerator door. "Ow! Cordelia! - You should learn *not* to sneak up on people like that!"
"I don't. I sneak up on the dead. Besides, Angel took the last place on the 'addicted to sneaking up on people - especially your secretary' group therapy thing."
Angel groaned as he came into the kitchen. "I see somebody's feeling better now."
"Oh, yeah. This bitch ain't gonna let any big-ugly-demon-ass scare her. - Demon guy should run screaming from *me* before I kick his ugly hiny!"
Angel began to make coffee for himself. "Cord, you want me to fix you something?"
"That's *the* stupidest question I ever heard! - I'm still waiting for that dinner you were gonna fix me last night - on my first night since I moved in! Can you believe Spike and demon-guy-working-for-other-demon-guy picked yesterday of all nights to show their ugly mugs!"
Spike sat down opposite Cordelia. "Who you callin' ugly?"
"Well, you used to be kinda hot, now your just dull. - Soz about the ugly thing, didn't really mean that."
"Great! I'm not ugly, *just* dull looking!" Angel laughed as Spike took on his preferred look.
"Oh, I'm sure if you ask her nicely, Cordy will give you some pointers."
Spike looked at the grinning brunette hopefully.
"Sure thing, Spike. But, I can do one better...." She stood up and pulled a pair of scissors from a draw and made a move to his hair.
Spike let out a yelp and ran to Angel, who was opening the refrigerator.
"The chick's gone flippin' bloody mental! - She was gonna knock me ups-up- side-the-head with those!" He pointed at the big clampy scissors Cordy held.
"I *was* gonna cut your hair!"
"With *those*!?"
Angel looked at the giant scissors and laughed. "He has a point, Cordy."
She inspected them carefully. "I guess something smaller *would* be better." She looked at her Guardian. "Angel?"
He reached over to the draw closest to him and pulled out a much, much smaller pair. He showed them to Spike for approval.
"Better." He moved to sit down as Cordelia took the scissors from Angel.
"WAIT!" He called just as she was about to snip.
Cordelia sighed. "What now?"
"How do I know you aren't gonna make me look like a poof?"
Cordelia bent down in front of him. "Trust?"
The vampire sighed. "Go on then, if you make a bloody mess of it I'll just stay in, it's not like I go out in the day anyway, and going out at night isn't much fun since this stupid chip! - Can't plan a mega feast with mates or anything!"
While he continued complaining about the 'bloody chip' in his head, Cordelia began to play hair dresser.
Angel watched the young brunette as she focused intensely on his childe's hair. 'She's beautiful when she concentrates - hell, she's beautiful all the time! WAIT! .. Think, Angel you stupid so and so, this is *Cordelia* here! - Your *secretary*! - Your *seer*! - Your *friend*! But she is really -'.
"Angel, what'd ya think?" Cordy asked him, drawing him back from his thoughts.
Angel crossed the room so he could look at his childe straight on. She had actually done a good job. Spike's hair was now short and spiky; people would actually believe that he was called Spike after his hair do and hot for the real vicious murdering reason.
Spike could tell from his Sire's expression Cordelia had done a good job, Angel actually looked impressed. And that was what he'd have to go on, since he didn't have a reflection.
~*~
Cordelia, fed and feeling a lot better, now in a tank top and sweats slouched next to the blonde vampire on the coach.
"Hey, where'd Wes go anyways?" She asked, finally realizing they were missing the presence of the ex-watcher.
"The four-eyed poof spilt tea all over himself and had to go home to change. He wouldn't wear any of Angel's naff looking gear."
"I like Angel's clothes!" Cordelia protested. "Mind you, they would look a right laugh on Wesley!"
Spike smiled at the brunette. 'Man, she's HOT. Maybe I can get something going here!'
"Wes came back awhile ago actually, he's upstairs in the office now." Angel strode in from the kitchen carrying two cups, he headed with them to Cordy and Spike. "So, have you filled Cora in on the new arrangements?"
Cordelia sat up, interested. "What *arrangements*?"
Angel handed her and Spike a cup of steaming coffee each as his blonde childe explained what the arrangements were to Cordy.
"Since I have officially decided to follow daddy's footsteps, I'm another new member of the team."
"What?" She spun her head around to Angel who was on his way back into the kitchen, and her hair flung into Spike's face. "Does this mean a pay cut, Brood-boy?"
"Don't worry, Cordy, Spike's gonna live here with us until he get's an apartment - and then I will only have to give him what he needs for the rent. I promise your payment won't suffer."
"Oh, that's OK then." She surprised Spike by suddenly hugging him. "Welcome to the team, Blondie! But, why are you helping us - what was wrong with Sunnydale and the Slay-crew?"
"Are you *kidding* me? With the stuck-up librarian, flaming haired witch, lanky goofy guy, ex-vengeance demon and hard-ass slayer? - And then there's the whole SunnyHELL thing. When you've been there awhile it's just the same old after the same old. Besides, figured there was more ass to kick in LA with a poof. Now there's the extra bonus of a four-eyed poof and a fashionable may queen. But the main reason was that *sad* excuse for a vampire, Harmony, - she is as annoying as hell!"
"*Harmony*? One of my Cordettes?" Cordelia's eyes flamed.
"Um,... yeah. - But that was when I was evil, I'm one of the good guys now!"
"I thought you said the chip only stopped you from feeding your bloodlust. You could still be evil-Spike if you wanted - just without feeding on anything human... And you turned one of *my* girls?!"
"Cordelia, listen, I -"
"Yes or no, Spike? I'm waiting." Cordelia gave the blonde normally tough looking man a death stare, Angel, who was still watching had to smile at his childe's fidgeting around nervously.
"Yes, but -"
"Good! Harmony is such a little priss! I mean, in High School she was like a *sheep*, always trying to win my attention. Girl needed a life!... So what's vamp-Harm like?"
"Pompous brat. And I wouldn't put it past her to try and come after me here! She's fixated with me!"
"If she turns up, I'm gonna stake the little follow-round!"
"You go, girl!" Spike cheered.
Cordelia and Angel laughed.
"You so never used to be like this, you were always bad-ass-blonde-vamp- guy, well, OK, revenge-seeking-bad-ass-blonde-vamp-guy that is. Why would a chip in the head stop you from being evil-Spike?"
"No idea. I guess I'm just bored of being bad-ass-vamp-guy, *Angel* was getting more attention being good, figured I'd give it a try!" He smiled at her. "Besides, it's nice to smile and not have to always frown."
"Yeah, you can have more fun with a smile!" She said grinning at him.
Angel rolled his eyes. "Ugh, you two go out already, I'm not gonna watch this become another Doyle-Cordy fiasco!". But, he really didn't mean it. 'Please, please, *please* don't go out - wait, why would I care if Spike went out with Cordy? - 'Cuz I want to go out with her! -WHAT! *Jeez*! - Why would I think that?!'
"ME and HER?" Spike laughed.
"ME and HIM?" Cordelia laughed.
They both suddenly stopped laughing and pulled a face.
"Ugh! Miss 'totally superficial material girl'?"
"Eeeew! - Vampire! Do you like, *want* me to be killed, Angel?" Cordy's nose scrunched up.
"- GET A LIFE!" They chorused.
Angel just turned back into the kitchen, still grinning from their words. 'Cora's right, you can have more fun with a smile', he grinned even wider.
~*~
Go on to part TWELVE