Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Callie/Jen.
Author's note: Okay, I've become an evil writer who gets so caught up in reading other people's stuff that I never write anything of my own. Since a few of you requested another chapter, I'm obliging, but if you want to see any more, review please. P.S. Gidgetgirl is my serious-fic hero, even though I read her stuff instead of writing my own. I'm thinking of seeing if she wants to do a Hopie/Callie crossover. What do you guys think? My random fic hero is the original Fruitcake…hehehe, I guess I'm a little bit of a fruitcake too.
Magically Delicious: Finally Another Chapter
Fred looked at the pint-sized blonde girl who was staring up at her with big eyes.
"Hello," Fred said. "Who are you?"
Callie cast a furtive look at Angel before she replied. "Callie," she said sullenly. "Callie Summers."
Lorne peered at the girl from the other end of the room. "As in Miss Buffy Dead-again-live-again-make-Angel-cakes-Broody Summers?"
Callie nodded. "Yup. Although I have a feeling she's going to die soon because Sarah doesn't want to do the show another year."
Angel gave her a suspicious look.
"Nevermind," she muttered. Then she giggled for good measure, lulling Angel into a sense of oh-she's-just-a-little-girl-contentment. Jen tried to think of a way to subtly convince Fred of her predicament without Angel figuring her out.
"So Fred," Jen said in her tiny, lispy Callie voice, "how bout that quantum mechanics?"
Fred looked at the little girl.
Gunn peered at her too. "Don't get her started," Gunn advised.
"Willow must have been teaching her some stuff," Angel commented. Jen sighed a very deep sigh and tried again.
"I really like it how energy is quantized into photons, but you know what's really neat? The way that Force equals mass times acceleration, where acceleration is the derivative of velocity with respect to time." She lisped noticeably on the word velocity.
Fred looked at her. "How old are you, sweetheart?" she asked.
"Seven," Callie replied, batting her eyes innocently at Angel. "I like physics. Will you play physics with me?" Fred went to get some paper.
Jen/Callie picked up the pencil Fred handed her and started integrating acceleration to get the total distance traveled. "You know what really is cool? String Theory."
Fred peered at Callie. Something was definitely wrong here. The little girl was staring at her pointedly. Jen took the pencil and took a chance.
I'm a Yale student trapped somehow in this body. Nobody believes me. I can also do calculus. Please help.
Angel stared at her suspiciously. She hoped he wouldn't offer her another glass of milk. He seemed to think that kids should drink milk as often as they consumed oxygen.
"Well isn't that cute!" Fred exclaimed. "She can do calculus based mechanical physics! And she thinks she's a Yale student." Fred patted Callie absent mindedly on the head. Angel gave Callie a you-know-I-have-to-tell-your-sister-on-you look.
"Is everybody here completely insane?" Jen ranted. "Sure, Angel can have a baby who comes back a month later sixteen and then turns eighteen six months after that so he can sleep with Cordy…"
"WHAT?!" Gunn said.
"… and Lorne can be kidnapped by some goons in Las Vegas, and heck, Gunn sold his soul for a truck and Fred was obsessed with tacos for the longest time, but OH NO, I could not possibly be a Yale student. That's just a little too crazy."
"I-g-n-o-r-e," Angel spelled out, remembering that Buffy's mom used to do that to Callie when she was two and having a tantrum.
"A-n-a-c-h-r-o-n-i-s-t-i-c much?" Callie said. "I've been able to spell for a long time."
A look of comprehension dawned on Gunn's face. Finally, Jen thought, somebody gets it.
"Cordy slept with Connor," he said. "Now that's just wrong."
Jen groaned, "I forgot you guys won't find that out until January. Sorry." She heard Buffy enter the hotel downstairs, and her big baby blues opened very wide. Things were not boding well for her. They were not boding well for her at all.
TBC… if you guys let me know you want to see more!