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NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! Not that I'm on the subject of bad things child abuse is also awful. Don't hurt your children, either. No matter how upset you get. That is all. (Oh, and could someone tell me what lol means?)
A/N: This is only my personal opinion but I think that Connor and Cordy being involved is just SICK! What were the writers thinking? What are they gonna call it? "How Cordy got her groove back."
Summary: Angel and the others arrive at Leslie's home but have a very hard time with Mr. Brook. Like that wasn't expected.
CHAPTER 20
Gunn parked this car in front of Leslie's house. "Is this the place Cordy?"
"Oh, yeah. We're here," said Cordelia.
"Let's get this over with," said Fred. Every vampire, demon, and regular human got out of the car. Gunn knocked so hard at the door it was a surprise it didn't break off.
"Charles!" chided Fred.
"Hey, when I'm ready to regulate I'm ready to regulate," said Gunn.
Mr. Brooke opened the door then. "I don't want no raffle tickets!" he barked.
"And we're not selling any. We need to talk to you about your daughter," said Cordy.
"Hey, I know you. Is that little mistake of me giving you trouble?" asked Brooke.
"No," said Angel.
"You're giving us more trouble," said Gunn angrily.
"Your kid is at our house now," said Lorne.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Brooke. He got ready to slam the door.
Cordy put her hand on it. "No, you don't! We need to talk to you."
"You're a traveling freak show," said Brooke.
Angel shoved the door open. Brooke went flying up against a wall. "How does it feel to be knocked around?" said Angel. "To feel like you're a stranger in your own home? Well, whatever you're felling is what your daughter, my son's friend, is feeling."
"I hate her. I don't want a thing to do with her. If she comes around here I'll break her neck," said Brooke.
"Oh, was that gonna be your next move?" asked Gunn. "First you bust her head then you snap her neck. Well, ain't the nifty?"
"Get the heck outta my house!" ordered Brooke.
"When we're ready!" yelled Angel, getting in his face. "Let me tell you something. I am not the father of the year but you definitely aren't. My son has done worse to me then your daughter has EVER done to you. I've never done what you've done."
"Oh, don't that make you saint?" said Brooke, sarcastically.
"I'm not a saint. I'm not evil. I'm a man. But most of all I'm a father. What are you?"
"Get our or I'll call a cop," said Brooke.
"Guy, I've been to Vegas. The police are the least of my nightmares," said Lorne.
"Same here," said Gunn.
"If you don't stop and get some help, then you'll lose your daughter," said Angel.
"Is that a promise?" said Brooke.
In a rage Angel grabbed the man and threw him up against a wooden table. "You good for nothing son of a-" Angel started.
"Angel, don't," said Cordy, taking his arm. "He's not worth it."
"Fine," said Angel. Angel approached Brooke and knelt down. The stunned man looked up at the vampire. "You are the kind of father that makes me feel like I'm doing something right. You're losing your daughter. Tell me something. What else do you have?" Brooke looked down. He didn't answer.
"Let's go," said Angel, standing up. "We've wasted our time."
"I know a way we can fix that," said Gunn, hitting his fist against his palm.
"Charles!" snapped Fred again.
"Okay," said Gunn. "Let's go." The fang gang left out of the house.
VS PARENT
NOTE: I don't own any of these characters (it'd be cool if I did, though). They belong to the WB. They are WB characters alone. I know Fred use to be into the whole drug thing and Angel use to be a big bad boy. Give me a break. I'm trying to deal with typical teenage issues. And NEVER do drugs or liquor! I don't care how old you are. Stay away from them. They'll kill you! Not that I'm on the subject of bad things child abuse is also awful. Don't hurt your children, either. No matter how upset you get. That is all. (Oh, and could someone tell me what lol means?)
A/N: This is only my personal opinion but I think that Connor and Cordy being involved is just SICK! What were the writers thinking? What are they gonna call it? "How Cordy got her groove back."
Summary: Angel and the others arrive at Leslie's home but have a very hard time with Mr. Brook. Like that wasn't expected.
CHAPTER 20
Gunn parked this car in front of Leslie's house. "Is this the place Cordy?"
"Oh, yeah. We're here," said Cordelia.
"Let's get this over with," said Fred. Every vampire, demon, and regular human got out of the car. Gunn knocked so hard at the door it was a surprise it didn't break off.
"Charles!" chided Fred.
"Hey, when I'm ready to regulate I'm ready to regulate," said Gunn.
Mr. Brooke opened the door then. "I don't want no raffle tickets!" he barked.
"And we're not selling any. We need to talk to you about your daughter," said Cordy.
"Hey, I know you. Is that little mistake of me giving you trouble?" asked Brooke.
"No," said Angel.
"You're giving us more trouble," said Gunn angrily.
"Your kid is at our house now," said Lorne.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Brooke. He got ready to slam the door.
Cordy put her hand on it. "No, you don't! We need to talk to you."
"You're a traveling freak show," said Brooke.
Angel shoved the door open. Brooke went flying up against a wall. "How does it feel to be knocked around?" said Angel. "To feel like you're a stranger in your own home? Well, whatever you're felling is what your daughter, my son's friend, is feeling."
"I hate her. I don't want a thing to do with her. If she comes around here I'll break her neck," said Brooke.
"Oh, was that gonna be your next move?" asked Gunn. "First you bust her head then you snap her neck. Well, ain't the nifty?"
"Get the heck outta my house!" ordered Brooke.
"When we're ready!" yelled Angel, getting in his face. "Let me tell you something. I am not the father of the year but you definitely aren't. My son has done worse to me then your daughter has EVER done to you. I've never done what you've done."
"Oh, don't that make you saint?" said Brooke, sarcastically.
"I'm not a saint. I'm not evil. I'm a man. But most of all I'm a father. What are you?"
"Get our or I'll call a cop," said Brooke.
"Guy, I've been to Vegas. The police are the least of my nightmares," said Lorne.
"Same here," said Gunn.
"If you don't stop and get some help, then you'll lose your daughter," said Angel.
"Is that a promise?" said Brooke.
In a rage Angel grabbed the man and threw him up against a wooden table. "You good for nothing son of a-" Angel started.
"Angel, don't," said Cordy, taking his arm. "He's not worth it."
"Fine," said Angel. Angel approached Brooke and knelt down. The stunned man looked up at the vampire. "You are the kind of father that makes me feel like I'm doing something right. You're losing your daughter. Tell me something. What else do you have?" Brooke looked down. He didn't answer.
"Let's go," said Angel, standing up. "We've wasted our time."
"I know a way we can fix that," said Gunn, hitting his fist against his palm.
"Charles!" snapped Fred again.
"Okay," said Gunn. "Let's go." The fang gang left out of the house.