Author: Squeaky
Title: Who's that guy?
Spoilers: None that I know of really.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from Buffy. They belong to Joss and Mutant Enemy. I own none of the characters or plots from Grease 2. They belong to whoever thought of them in the first place. Peace Love and Crabs.
Author's Note: The and mean every word in between those is sung. This will be the last chapter unless I get some more reviews.
Howdy fellows, let's bowl some balls
The Bowl-A-Rama
Oz runs all the way up one of the bowling lanes then throws his ball into the lane next to it to score a strike. He runs back laughing and doing a little dance. Angel is up next and he hits only two pins. He gets on his knees and throws his hands in the air, even though he only hit two.
"Way to go Angel!" yells Cordelia running up to him and grabbing his hair.
"Hey hey hey Cordelia watch the hair," says Angel.
"Oh I'm sorry."
"Hey Cordy whose side are ya on?" asks Anya.
"Well our side."
"Then don't fraternize with the enemy," says Willow.
"Mark that a strike" says Angel.
"What are ya talking about, ya hit two lousy pins" says Buffy chomping on her gum again.
"That is technical strike. Due to the fact that these chicks were late. Read ya bowling rules."
"Yeah, read 'em and weep" says Oz.
"But that's not fair." says Cordelia.
"This bra is killin' me" Dawn says while adjusting her bra.
"Ha, yeah, you wish." Cordelia scoffs while walking up to the lane for her turn, making sure she sways her ass in front of Angel who just stares in awe.
"Cordelia. Ya gotta put ya fingers in the holes" he says.
"I'm not breakin' my nails," she says with a smile while swaying to the lane.
"Ya got somethin' goin' on with Cordelia?" asks Xander.
"Let's just say I'm givin' her therapy for her disease" Angel says while watching Cordy.
"What disease?" asks Oz.
"Nimphoid Mania" Angel replies with a smirk, just making up a disease making the guys laugh, while Cordy bowls a strike.
"What's the final score?" asks Dawn.
"The final score happens later tonight," says Angel grabbing Cordy, "last game comin' up winner take all. Agree?"
"Would ya shoot the ball?" says Buffy.
"Shoot the ball," says Anya.
"Shoot the ball!" Conner, Xander, and Oz yell, giving Angel an irritated look, while everyone comes together to start singing and dancing again.
Angel: Come on everybody, gather round I'm gonna show you how to knock 'em down When I'm on the ball, I'm the #1... And I'm gonna show you...how it's done.
All: Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's Rock-'n'-Roll Hey come on let's get this show on the road. Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's Rock-'n'-Roll Girls: We're sttin' on a bomb that's about to explode.
All: We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. If you're lookin' for a fight, then the time is right. We're gonna wipe the floor with you tonight. We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll, We're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl, We're gonna score, score, score, score, score tonight!
Everyone begins to sing, dance, and bowl at the same time. They're running, jumping, and sliding down the lanes and swinging the bowling balls around. (A/N: If you've seen the movie then this will make sense.) Angel runs and slides down one lane screaming.
Angel: Hey Cordelia take a look over here, I'm your kingpin honey and I'm gettin' in gear! Cordy: Hey Angel, Angel, go for that strike, And I just might be your baby tonight!
The T-Birds and Pink Ladies are paired off into couples dancing and singing with each other. Angel is with Cordy, Xander is with Anya, Oz is with Willow, and Buffy and Dawn are with Conner. Buffy really has no one to dance with so she just picks Conner who is thrilled that she is dancing with him.
All: Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n'-roll. Hey, come on; let's get the show on the road. Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n'-roll. Cause the stakes are high, and the winner takes all!
We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. Don't get sore when you lose tonight, We're gonna show you how to do it right.
Buffy runs off from Conner and starts dancing down one lane. She runs right in between Angel and Cordy and Angel just looks at her hoping she'll change her mind, but soon everyone else is going between them.
We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll, We're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl. We're gonna score, score, score, score, score.... TONIGHT!
Everyone continues dancing and bowling like they were for a while. When Conner comes up to bowl he slips and falls flat on his butt. Angel bowls the last time and gets a strike making the T-Birds the winners for the night.
Outside in the parking lot William is walking to the door while practicing what to say when he gets inside.
"Always be courteous when asking for a game" he reads out of book he pulled out of his pocket.
"Hi. Do you want a game?"
"Howdy fellas let's bowl some balls."
"Bowling anyone?" he says while stuffing the book back in his pocket.
The T-Birds and Pink Ladies have finished their game and walk up to the counter to return their shoes.
"Another well-deserved victory, huh Angel?" asks Conner.
"Yeah, but where's the trophy?" he asks.
"Right here Angel" Cordy says while taking her gum out to kiss him.
She continues to kiss him while the guys whistle and yell. Willow tries to distract Buffy and keep her from looking at them but Buffy turns around and sees them anyway.
"That's for best average, but what about for best score?" Angel asks while pulling Buffy towards him for a kiss.
"God!" she says.
"Touchy."
"What about the trophy for best score, Buffy?" asks Oz.
"I ain't no one's trophy, Oz" she says.
"Ooh!" the guys say.
"She ain't no one's trophy. So that's the way it's gonna be now, huh, Miss Independent?" asks Angel.
"Yeah, independent. I kiss who I want, when I want." she says.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. I could kiss the next guy who walks through the door if I want."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Well be my guest" Angel says pointing to the old man who just walked through the door making everyone laugh but Buffy.
Buffy walks towards the door as the old man turns away. Just then William walks through the door. Buffy grabs him and pulls him to her kissing him passionately, while William is shocked that his dream girl is kissing him. Angel stares on in shock, too, watching his past love kiss another guy. Buffy pulls away and throws her hands out to the side as if to say "What?".
"Let's eat," she says to the girls while grabbing her bag.
"I vote for pizza" Dawn says.
"You vote for bed. It's past ten o'clock, and why don't you just go home..." Cordelia says looking angrily at Angel, "and leave me alone."
"Bed stinks."
"Is it too late to join the game?" William asks while walking up to the T- Birds.
The guys walk by him, all saying one word: Food! William walks over to where Dawn is picking up the shoes and begins to help her. Dawn pays for the shoes, picks up her skateboard, and begins to walk out.
"Life stinks" she says.
"Are you talking to me?" William asks.
"Yeah you'll do."
"Great. The name's William. William Carrington."
"I'm Dawn. Dawn Rebchuck. Some jerks call me Woodchuck or Ratchuck but I prefer Dawn. Got it?"
"Got it, bit" he says with a laugh.
"They think they're so cool just because they got wheels," she says looking at the Pink Ladies car while Cordy yells at her to go home.
"Yeah. Well it looks like me and you don't make the grade."
"Yeah with them it's all these weird codes and rules and pledges about cycles. You gotta be a biker, or a biker's lady. But without a cycle, sheesh, forget it. Pisses me off."
"We're both in the same boat. How can I afford a cycle without a job?"
"Me. I'm willing to negotiate. I offer to be a Pink Lady mascot. It ain't the coolest job but it's a start. Think they'd listen forget it. Pisses me off."
"Well it's pretty late, bit. I think I should walk you home."
"Oh I don't need a babysitter. Okay."
"Why don't you think of it as a date. Okay."
"Well why didn't ya say so in the first place? Come on" she says as they walk home.
Author's Note: Remember, this will be the last chapter I write unless I get more reviews.
Title: Who's that guy?
Spoilers: None that I know of really.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from Buffy. They belong to Joss and Mutant Enemy. I own none of the characters or plots from Grease 2. They belong to whoever thought of them in the first place. Peace Love and Crabs.
Author's Note: The and mean every word in between those is sung. This will be the last chapter unless I get some more reviews.
Howdy fellows, let's bowl some balls
The Bowl-A-Rama
Oz runs all the way up one of the bowling lanes then throws his ball into the lane next to it to score a strike. He runs back laughing and doing a little dance. Angel is up next and he hits only two pins. He gets on his knees and throws his hands in the air, even though he only hit two.
"Way to go Angel!" yells Cordelia running up to him and grabbing his hair.
"Hey hey hey Cordelia watch the hair," says Angel.
"Oh I'm sorry."
"Hey Cordy whose side are ya on?" asks Anya.
"Well our side."
"Then don't fraternize with the enemy," says Willow.
"Mark that a strike" says Angel.
"What are ya talking about, ya hit two lousy pins" says Buffy chomping on her gum again.
"That is technical strike. Due to the fact that these chicks were late. Read ya bowling rules."
"Yeah, read 'em and weep" says Oz.
"But that's not fair." says Cordelia.
"This bra is killin' me" Dawn says while adjusting her bra.
"Ha, yeah, you wish." Cordelia scoffs while walking up to the lane for her turn, making sure she sways her ass in front of Angel who just stares in awe.
"Cordelia. Ya gotta put ya fingers in the holes" he says.
"I'm not breakin' my nails," she says with a smile while swaying to the lane.
"Ya got somethin' goin' on with Cordelia?" asks Xander.
"Let's just say I'm givin' her therapy for her disease" Angel says while watching Cordy.
"What disease?" asks Oz.
"Nimphoid Mania" Angel replies with a smirk, just making up a disease making the guys laugh, while Cordy bowls a strike.
"What's the final score?" asks Dawn.
"The final score happens later tonight," says Angel grabbing Cordy, "last game comin' up winner take all. Agree?"
"Would ya shoot the ball?" says Buffy.
"Shoot the ball," says Anya.
"Shoot the ball!" Conner, Xander, and Oz yell, giving Angel an irritated look, while everyone comes together to start singing and dancing again.
Angel: Come on everybody, gather round I'm gonna show you how to knock 'em down When I'm on the ball, I'm the #1... And I'm gonna show you...how it's done.
All: Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's Rock-'n'-Roll Hey come on let's get this show on the road. Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's Rock-'n'-Roll Girls: We're sttin' on a bomb that's about to explode.
All: We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. If you're lookin' for a fight, then the time is right. We're gonna wipe the floor with you tonight. We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll, We're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl, We're gonna score, score, score, score, score tonight!
Everyone begins to sing, dance, and bowl at the same time. They're running, jumping, and sliding down the lanes and swinging the bowling balls around. (A/N: If you've seen the movie then this will make sense.) Angel runs and slides down one lane screaming.
Angel: Hey Cordelia take a look over here, I'm your kingpin honey and I'm gettin' in gear! Cordy: Hey Angel, Angel, go for that strike, And I just might be your baby tonight!
The T-Birds and Pink Ladies are paired off into couples dancing and singing with each other. Angel is with Cordy, Xander is with Anya, Oz is with Willow, and Buffy and Dawn are with Conner. Buffy really has no one to dance with so she just picks Conner who is thrilled that she is dancing with him.
All: Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n'-roll. Hey, come on; let's get the show on the road. Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock-'n'-roll. Cause the stakes are high, and the winner takes all!
We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. Don't get sore when you lose tonight, We're gonna show you how to do it right.
Buffy runs off from Conner and starts dancing down one lane. She runs right in between Angel and Cordy and Angel just looks at her hoping she'll change her mind, but soon everyone else is going between them.
We're gonna score tonight, we're gonna score tonight. We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll, We're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl. We're gonna score, score, score, score, score.... TONIGHT!
Everyone continues dancing and bowling like they were for a while. When Conner comes up to bowl he slips and falls flat on his butt. Angel bowls the last time and gets a strike making the T-Birds the winners for the night.
Outside in the parking lot William is walking to the door while practicing what to say when he gets inside.
"Always be courteous when asking for a game" he reads out of book he pulled out of his pocket.
"Hi. Do you want a game?"
"Howdy fellas let's bowl some balls."
"Bowling anyone?" he says while stuffing the book back in his pocket.
The T-Birds and Pink Ladies have finished their game and walk up to the counter to return their shoes.
"Another well-deserved victory, huh Angel?" asks Conner.
"Yeah, but where's the trophy?" he asks.
"Right here Angel" Cordy says while taking her gum out to kiss him.
She continues to kiss him while the guys whistle and yell. Willow tries to distract Buffy and keep her from looking at them but Buffy turns around and sees them anyway.
"That's for best average, but what about for best score?" Angel asks while pulling Buffy towards him for a kiss.
"God!" she says.
"Touchy."
"What about the trophy for best score, Buffy?" asks Oz.
"I ain't no one's trophy, Oz" she says.
"Ooh!" the guys say.
"She ain't no one's trophy. So that's the way it's gonna be now, huh, Miss Independent?" asks Angel.
"Yeah, independent. I kiss who I want, when I want." she says.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. I could kiss the next guy who walks through the door if I want."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Well be my guest" Angel says pointing to the old man who just walked through the door making everyone laugh but Buffy.
Buffy walks towards the door as the old man turns away. Just then William walks through the door. Buffy grabs him and pulls him to her kissing him passionately, while William is shocked that his dream girl is kissing him. Angel stares on in shock, too, watching his past love kiss another guy. Buffy pulls away and throws her hands out to the side as if to say "What?".
"Let's eat," she says to the girls while grabbing her bag.
"I vote for pizza" Dawn says.
"You vote for bed. It's past ten o'clock, and why don't you just go home..." Cordelia says looking angrily at Angel, "and leave me alone."
"Bed stinks."
"Is it too late to join the game?" William asks while walking up to the T- Birds.
The guys walk by him, all saying one word: Food! William walks over to where Dawn is picking up the shoes and begins to help her. Dawn pays for the shoes, picks up her skateboard, and begins to walk out.
"Life stinks" she says.
"Are you talking to me?" William asks.
"Yeah you'll do."
"Great. The name's William. William Carrington."
"I'm Dawn. Dawn Rebchuck. Some jerks call me Woodchuck or Ratchuck but I prefer Dawn. Got it?"
"Got it, bit" he says with a laugh.
"They think they're so cool just because they got wheels," she says looking at the Pink Ladies car while Cordy yells at her to go home.
"Yeah. Well it looks like me and you don't make the grade."
"Yeah with them it's all these weird codes and rules and pledges about cycles. You gotta be a biker, or a biker's lady. But without a cycle, sheesh, forget it. Pisses me off."
"We're both in the same boat. How can I afford a cycle without a job?"
"Me. I'm willing to negotiate. I offer to be a Pink Lady mascot. It ain't the coolest job but it's a start. Think they'd listen forget it. Pisses me off."
"Well it's pretty late, bit. I think I should walk you home."
"Oh I don't need a babysitter. Okay."
"Why don't you think of it as a date. Okay."
"Well why didn't ya say so in the first place? Come on" she says as they walk home.
Author's Note: Remember, this will be the last chapter I write unless I get more reviews.