Part Two
About A Week Later...
Layla was lying on the couch when Angel got home. She didn't see him. Angel went right pass her, not even noticing her. But he stop, he could smell her. He put the sword down, went over to the couch and started tickling her.
"Uncle Angel, STOP!"
"Not until you say mercy."
"NEVER!"
He began to tickle her more.
"MERCY!"
He stopped tickling her and sat next to her.
"So, How's my goddaughter?"
"I'm cool. I love being back in LA. But I kinda miss Mom."
"Yeah, how's she?
"She's okay. She probably worrying about us right now."
" Any mother would be worried."
"Angel, You're our godfather. I should be completely honest with you. There is another reason why we want to come back to L.A."
"What it is?"
"Lola was activated two months ago. There's little to none demon activity in Chicago. So, we asked Mom to asks Dad if we could come live with him for a year so, she could actually be a Slayer. Dad doesn't even know yet. Just you, me, Mom and Lola."
"When are you two going to tell your father?"
"We really like if you could do it."
"Layla..."
Layla gave the puppy dogface.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Layla hugged Angel tightly.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you angel. Just one more question, what do you think of my navel ring?"
"I think it's cute."
"You are the best godfather in all the dimensions."
"Okay, where's your father?"
"He's in the office."
Angel got up, went into the office, and closed the door behind him. After a few minutes later, Layla heard a loud acclaim.
"She's a what?!"
"I guess he took it well."
2 months later...
Lola and Layla were lying on their beds in their room.
"Hey Lay, is it me or is Connor such a hottie?"
"Lola, he's like our brother."
"So what, he is a hottie!"
"Okay, he is cute!"
"I know, today, when we were training, he had no shirt on, I thought I was going to died. He was glistening and AAH!"
"Calm down. He's a hottie but let me reminder you of his name. Connor Angel. Angel. ANGEL!"
"So, he's Uncle Angel's son. You don't see me lecturing you of your infatuation with Thomas Wydnam-Price."
"What?"
"You think he's sexy. You want to date him. You want to kiss him."
"Shut up, Lola."
"You want to have his baby."
"SHUT UP, LOLA!"
Lola started to laugh hysterically. Layla threw a pillow at her.
"It's not funny. C'mon, Dad probably approve of me dating Thomas."
"And why wouldn't he approve of me dating Connor?"
"For one, you're a Slayer. Two, his Uncle Angel's prophesized son. Third, you're 16. Four, HE'S 20!"
"Let's make a bet. 20 bucks for the first twin that kisses with the object of their affection."
"You're on. Let the best twin win."
"I know. I will."
About A Week Later...
Layla was lying on the couch when Angel got home. She didn't see him. Angel went right pass her, not even noticing her. But he stop, he could smell her. He put the sword down, went over to the couch and started tickling her.
"Uncle Angel, STOP!"
"Not until you say mercy."
"NEVER!"
He began to tickle her more.
"MERCY!"
He stopped tickling her and sat next to her.
"So, How's my goddaughter?"
"I'm cool. I love being back in LA. But I kinda miss Mom."
"Yeah, how's she?
"She's okay. She probably worrying about us right now."
" Any mother would be worried."
"Angel, You're our godfather. I should be completely honest with you. There is another reason why we want to come back to L.A."
"What it is?"
"Lola was activated two months ago. There's little to none demon activity in Chicago. So, we asked Mom to asks Dad if we could come live with him for a year so, she could actually be a Slayer. Dad doesn't even know yet. Just you, me, Mom and Lola."
"When are you two going to tell your father?"
"We really like if you could do it."
"Layla..."
Layla gave the puppy dogface.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Layla hugged Angel tightly.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you angel. Just one more question, what do you think of my navel ring?"
"I think it's cute."
"You are the best godfather in all the dimensions."
"Okay, where's your father?"
"He's in the office."
Angel got up, went into the office, and closed the door behind him. After a few minutes later, Layla heard a loud acclaim.
"She's a what?!"
"I guess he took it well."
2 months later...
Lola and Layla were lying on their beds in their room.
"Hey Lay, is it me or is Connor such a hottie?"
"Lola, he's like our brother."
"So what, he is a hottie!"
"Okay, he is cute!"
"I know, today, when we were training, he had no shirt on, I thought I was going to died. He was glistening and AAH!"
"Calm down. He's a hottie but let me reminder you of his name. Connor Angel. Angel. ANGEL!"
"So, he's Uncle Angel's son. You don't see me lecturing you of your infatuation with Thomas Wydnam-Price."
"What?"
"You think he's sexy. You want to date him. You want to kiss him."
"Shut up, Lola."
"You want to have his baby."
"SHUT UP, LOLA!"
Lola started to laugh hysterically. Layla threw a pillow at her.
"It's not funny. C'mon, Dad probably approve of me dating Thomas."
"And why wouldn't he approve of me dating Connor?"
"For one, you're a Slayer. Two, his Uncle Angel's prophesized son. Third, you're 16. Four, HE'S 20!"
"Let's make a bet. 20 bucks for the first twin that kisses with the object of their affection."
"You're on. Let the best twin win."
"I know. I will."