*Whoo hooo! I got flamed for the first time ever! That my friends, is
progress. Now, if only I could work out how to get all this in bold.of
course someone could just tell me and save me time.*
*On with the story though! I said I was always going to write a whole story before I posted it so no one would get all stressed out telling me to update and stuff but I couldn't be bothered* : D
Secrets
Chapter 2
"To you?" Fred repeated. There were no words to describe how much she wanted to laugh. Gunn stared in horror at the underwear for a few seconds and then made a strange, strangled screaming noise and hurled the g-string across the room.
"Ew! I touched it! I touched it!" Gunn screeched like a school child.
"Is it just me or is everyone acting weird today?" Fred asked suspiciously. "First Wesley going crazy, now Charles here is screaming like a baby and YOU Angel have admitted you own that!" Fred said pointing at the g-string.
"I said it belongs to me.I didn't say it was mine.." Angel mumbled. He wrote a mental note in his head, reminding himself to go and stake himself once Gunn and Fred had left. Fred arched an eyebrow.
"Ok Angel, we're not going to judge you." She said in a very patronizing way. Angel cringed inwardly. Couldn't they just leave already?
"Judge you?" Gunn said in disbelief. "Hell yeah we're going to judge you! Wait till I tell Wesley and Cordy this!" He said gleefully. Angel half expected him to clap his hands together and perform a victory dance.
"Charles, maybe this is something Angel wants to keep between us," Fred said sincerely. If Gunn had just been told his time on the earth was up and it was time for him to die, Angel doubted whether he would look as gutted as he did now.
"But.." He said, trailing off, flabbergasted. "This place never, NEVER has anything interesting going on...and now here it is! And you're gonna take it away from me? Please baby!" He pleaded. Fred tutted.
"There's more to life than gossip Charles, now why don't we go downstairs and wait for Angel? We can go check on Wesley," Fred said and firmly led Gunn out of the room.
Angel sat on his bed in silence. If it were possible, he would have had the most crimson cheeks anybody ever saw. Instead, he was still deathly pale, but it was blatantly obvious he was embarrassed. Humiliated some might say.
Cordelia crawled slowly from under the bed and sat next to him. They sat in silence together.
"Well." She said. "That was the stupidest conversation I ever heard." She said quietly. Angel nodded, dumb founded.
They didn't say anything and then Cordelia began to shake, it evolved into violent shudders, pretty soon she was lying back on the bed laughing so hard Angel thought she might burst.
For the next five minutes she didn't talk. Just laugh, as if she trying to get it out of her system. Finally, the laughter subsided into giggles, then to the occasional snort. Eventually she was just smiling.
"God I love you!" She exclaimed happily. Angel's head snapped up and he stared at her.
"You never said that to me before," He said softly, taking her hands.
"I haven't? Well than it's time you knew." She said with a smile.
"Well then I guess I love you too," He said goofily.
"You guess?" She asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow, a smirk playing at her lips.
"I didn't mean-" He objected but stopped when she planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"I know. You're such a dork." She said affectionately.
"Hey, you're the one in love with me."
"Well than I'm an even bigger dork!" She declared with a snort and kissed him again. "Hey, I have an idea. You can come to my place tonight! No interruptions from nosey co workers, I guarantee it."
"You live with a ghost." Angel pointed out.
"It's ok..we'll just switch on the TV and leave Dennis to it," She said and then an idea entered her head. "I think you should definitely come over you know.. I promise you'll have a great time," She said with a naughty grin.
"Heck! You don't have to ask me twice!"
*
Wesley ran his fingers through his hair. This was no good at all. How was he supposed to find a solution when every time he found a paragraph on the problem something inside forced himself to destroy the clues to his cure?
He sighed deeply in exasperation and gently shut the book. He needed help if he was going to solve this. He looked up at the stairs. He should go and ask Angel. At that thought Wesley laughed out loud.
He sighed again and gingerly opened the book. He opened the thick book to page 317 and for the millionth time read the paragraph, his hands clasped together tightly. He almost new it of by heart now.
SOUL SNATCHER- RARE DEMON COMMONLY FOUND IN EASTERN AISHA AND OCCASIONALY IN THE HIGHLANDS OF SCOTLAND. A SOUL SNATCHER FEEDS ON THE SOULS OF DEMONS. A SOUL SNATCHER IS THE DARKEST CREATURE ONE COULD COME INTO CONTACT WITH. IT'S ONLY WEAKNESS IS THAT IT HAS NO FORM AND MUST POSSESS ANOTHER IN ORDER TO FEED. NO HUMAN CAN BE POSSESSED LONGER THAN 21 DAYS WITHOUT DYING. IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW IS CURRENTLY POSSESSED BY A SOUL SNATCHER, THE WRITERS OF THIS BOOK SUGGEST YOU AVOID DEMONS WITH A SOUL FOR THE REST OF YOUR SHORT LIFE. ARRANGE YOUR WILL AND DO SOMETHING DARING. HELL, YOU DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT!
Not the most helpful information, but it was all Wesley had. He groaned heavily. He didn't know for sure he was possessed.surely there would be some tell tale sign. But so far, nothing. He felt like the same old Wesley, he looked like the same old Wesley. Maybe he was just over reacting. Yes that must be it.
But that didn't explain why just last night while he had been walking home he had found his feet taking him away from his normal route and out into the town. It didn't explain why he had sought out a demon just to suck the life out of it.
In fact, the only explanation he could find for his actions was right in front of him. And it wasn't enough information, he needed more. He needed a cure. He needed help.
"Charles! Please! Wesley looks like he has enough on his plate already!"
"Come on! Lighten up, this will cheer him up!"
Wesley glanced up and saw his friends returning. No doubt Angel would be along shortly. Good.he had a nice juicy soul.No! That's not how he should be thinking. He quickly slammed the book shut and tucked it under his arm. He had a better collection at home. Maybe he could find some answers in those books. The book was right.he should avoid demons at all costs.
*I'm sorry! I just can't write a story with out giving it a plot. I promise more wackiness next chapter though. I have ideas in the pipeline. Keep reading, it will get better again. I don't really like this chapter.nothing much going on. BUT review anyway and KEEP READING! Please!*
*On with the story though! I said I was always going to write a whole story before I posted it so no one would get all stressed out telling me to update and stuff but I couldn't be bothered* : D
Secrets
Chapter 2
"To you?" Fred repeated. There were no words to describe how much she wanted to laugh. Gunn stared in horror at the underwear for a few seconds and then made a strange, strangled screaming noise and hurled the g-string across the room.
"Ew! I touched it! I touched it!" Gunn screeched like a school child.
"Is it just me or is everyone acting weird today?" Fred asked suspiciously. "First Wesley going crazy, now Charles here is screaming like a baby and YOU Angel have admitted you own that!" Fred said pointing at the g-string.
"I said it belongs to me.I didn't say it was mine.." Angel mumbled. He wrote a mental note in his head, reminding himself to go and stake himself once Gunn and Fred had left. Fred arched an eyebrow.
"Ok Angel, we're not going to judge you." She said in a very patronizing way. Angel cringed inwardly. Couldn't they just leave already?
"Judge you?" Gunn said in disbelief. "Hell yeah we're going to judge you! Wait till I tell Wesley and Cordy this!" He said gleefully. Angel half expected him to clap his hands together and perform a victory dance.
"Charles, maybe this is something Angel wants to keep between us," Fred said sincerely. If Gunn had just been told his time on the earth was up and it was time for him to die, Angel doubted whether he would look as gutted as he did now.
"But.." He said, trailing off, flabbergasted. "This place never, NEVER has anything interesting going on...and now here it is! And you're gonna take it away from me? Please baby!" He pleaded. Fred tutted.
"There's more to life than gossip Charles, now why don't we go downstairs and wait for Angel? We can go check on Wesley," Fred said and firmly led Gunn out of the room.
Angel sat on his bed in silence. If it were possible, he would have had the most crimson cheeks anybody ever saw. Instead, he was still deathly pale, but it was blatantly obvious he was embarrassed. Humiliated some might say.
Cordelia crawled slowly from under the bed and sat next to him. They sat in silence together.
"Well." She said. "That was the stupidest conversation I ever heard." She said quietly. Angel nodded, dumb founded.
They didn't say anything and then Cordelia began to shake, it evolved into violent shudders, pretty soon she was lying back on the bed laughing so hard Angel thought she might burst.
For the next five minutes she didn't talk. Just laugh, as if she trying to get it out of her system. Finally, the laughter subsided into giggles, then to the occasional snort. Eventually she was just smiling.
"God I love you!" She exclaimed happily. Angel's head snapped up and he stared at her.
"You never said that to me before," He said softly, taking her hands.
"I haven't? Well than it's time you knew." She said with a smile.
"Well then I guess I love you too," He said goofily.
"You guess?" She asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow, a smirk playing at her lips.
"I didn't mean-" He objected but stopped when she planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"I know. You're such a dork." She said affectionately.
"Hey, you're the one in love with me."
"Well than I'm an even bigger dork!" She declared with a snort and kissed him again. "Hey, I have an idea. You can come to my place tonight! No interruptions from nosey co workers, I guarantee it."
"You live with a ghost." Angel pointed out.
"It's ok..we'll just switch on the TV and leave Dennis to it," She said and then an idea entered her head. "I think you should definitely come over you know.. I promise you'll have a great time," She said with a naughty grin.
"Heck! You don't have to ask me twice!"
*
Wesley ran his fingers through his hair. This was no good at all. How was he supposed to find a solution when every time he found a paragraph on the problem something inside forced himself to destroy the clues to his cure?
He sighed deeply in exasperation and gently shut the book. He needed help if he was going to solve this. He looked up at the stairs. He should go and ask Angel. At that thought Wesley laughed out loud.
He sighed again and gingerly opened the book. He opened the thick book to page 317 and for the millionth time read the paragraph, his hands clasped together tightly. He almost new it of by heart now.
SOUL SNATCHER- RARE DEMON COMMONLY FOUND IN EASTERN AISHA AND OCCASIONALY IN THE HIGHLANDS OF SCOTLAND. A SOUL SNATCHER FEEDS ON THE SOULS OF DEMONS. A SOUL SNATCHER IS THE DARKEST CREATURE ONE COULD COME INTO CONTACT WITH. IT'S ONLY WEAKNESS IS THAT IT HAS NO FORM AND MUST POSSESS ANOTHER IN ORDER TO FEED. NO HUMAN CAN BE POSSESSED LONGER THAN 21 DAYS WITHOUT DYING. IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW IS CURRENTLY POSSESSED BY A SOUL SNATCHER, THE WRITERS OF THIS BOOK SUGGEST YOU AVOID DEMONS WITH A SOUL FOR THE REST OF YOUR SHORT LIFE. ARRANGE YOUR WILL AND DO SOMETHING DARING. HELL, YOU DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT!
Not the most helpful information, but it was all Wesley had. He groaned heavily. He didn't know for sure he was possessed.surely there would be some tell tale sign. But so far, nothing. He felt like the same old Wesley, he looked like the same old Wesley. Maybe he was just over reacting. Yes that must be it.
But that didn't explain why just last night while he had been walking home he had found his feet taking him away from his normal route and out into the town. It didn't explain why he had sought out a demon just to suck the life out of it.
In fact, the only explanation he could find for his actions was right in front of him. And it wasn't enough information, he needed more. He needed a cure. He needed help.
"Charles! Please! Wesley looks like he has enough on his plate already!"
"Come on! Lighten up, this will cheer him up!"
Wesley glanced up and saw his friends returning. No doubt Angel would be along shortly. Good.he had a nice juicy soul.No! That's not how he should be thinking. He quickly slammed the book shut and tucked it under his arm. He had a better collection at home. Maybe he could find some answers in those books. The book was right.he should avoid demons at all costs.
*I'm sorry! I just can't write a story with out giving it a plot. I promise more wackiness next chapter though. I have ideas in the pipeline. Keep reading, it will get better again. I don't really like this chapter.nothing much going on. BUT review anyway and KEEP READING! Please!*