Title: Family: Return to Sunnydale
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale and Family: Forward to LA. Cordelia receives another phone call that leads her once again to Sunnydale.
Two hours later the game was still going on and the girls were very drunk after drinking nearly all of the alcohol.
"Okay, I think everyone should say where their best sex took place." Anya suggested.
"I'll start." Fred offered in her drunken state. Cordelia had cut her off about a half hour ago but she was still blind drunk. "Charles and I were out on a case and it was boring so we ended up in the back of his truck. The demon we were hunting pounced on us so Charles had to kill it at the same time as thrusting."
"Thrusting?" Cordelia and Buffy exclaimed at the same time and then burst out laughing. Both girls were laid down and Cordelia had her head on Buffy's stomach.
"But then he pulled his pants up and got his thing stuck in the zipper so I had to kill the demon while he unstuck it, it wasn't very pretty."
"Oh my God." Buffy shuddered.
"Oh, the guys are so going to hear about that!" Cordelia vowed.
"I can't believe she just told us that." Tara squirmed.
"Okay Buffy, you go." Cordelia told her when everyone had stopped laughing and had calmed down.
"It was with Spike. We were in the Bronze with everyone and we were up on the catwalk and he came up behind me and we did it with everyone down on the dance floor underneath us."
"When was that?" Willow asked in shock. "Did I see you?"
"I think you waved." Buffy told her enjoying the shock that kept appearing on her friend's faces when someone revealed something shocking. "Cordelia, you!"
"Angel and I were in the lobby and I was sat on his lap." She looked at Fred. "You guys were in Wes's office. We were at it and you came in and I just kind of sat there with him still inside until you'd gone or looked away."
Buffy laughed making Cordelia's head go up and down on her stomach. "Did you, you know?"
"Of course!" Cordelia exclaimed. "I sat there for about ten minutes. I'm not so sure about him though."
They all laughed and Anya took up the challenge next. "Okay, Xander and I were in the magic shop behind the counter while you were all sat at the table on the other side."
Buffy and Willow 'eewed' at the thought of being in the same room as them.
"Okay Willow, or Tara, I'm not really bothered which, you're turn." Buffy ordered.
The two girls looked at each other and Tara began to speak. "Probably the first time. It was really sweet and new and very intimate."
Cordelia swivelled her head so she could look at Buffy. "That suddenly makes us all look very sleazy."
Buffy nodded. "Very sleazy, isn't it good?"
Cordelia laughed and swivelled her head back around. "Someone has got to do a dare."
"Why don't we all do one?" Anya suggested.
"Ooh, that sounds good!" Fred chimed in from her position draped off the end of the sofa.
"Where did the guys go?" Cordelia asked.
"To the Bronze I think, why?" Willow asked.
"I've got an idea." She smirked.
A half hour later the girls were all out on the streets heading to the Bronze. They were now dressed up and had put some more makeup on. They were still terribly drunk and a phone call to the Bronze from Cordelia had confirmed her plans. The other had loved the idea and had all chipped in together to make themselves look gorgeous.
Buffy had dressed in a pair of leather pants and a red shirt. She'd pulled her hair behind her ears and curled it, finishing the look off with red lipstick.
Cordelia had also opted for leather pants but had teemed them with a low cut white top which showed off her cleavage and had pulled her hair up on her head letting a few strands fall down her face in tendrils.
Willow had chosen a black dress and black stilettos while Tara had chosen a white dress. Both girls had their hair tied up and pinned with fake flowers.
Anya and Fred had opted for jeans and floaty tops and had left their hair to hang down their backs.
The owner of the Bronze still remembered Cordelia, due to their relationship when Cordelia had been in high school. She'd been involved in planning almost every dance and had negotiated with the owner on several occasions. He'd let her do this as a favour due to the money she'd made for the Bronze at the dances.
They went in the back door so the guys didn't see them. Jonnie, the bouncer, let them in the back door and admired the drunk young women as they stumbled through the door and made their way to the side of the stage. Buffy and Cordelia peered around the stage curtain and saw the guys sat in a table near the bar.
"They can see the stage." They told the others and then Cordelia saw Mr Edmond, the owner.
"Thanks for letting us do this." She told him and hugged the middle aged balding man who enjoyed the hug a little too much. "Here's the music."
She slipped a tape into his hand and then the girls went to stand on the stage behind the curtain. They were all giggling and swaying a little.
"Ladies and gentlemen." Mr Edmond said into the microphone on the other side of the curtain. "We have a special treat tonight. A group of young ladies would like to do a dance for you all."
Angel turned to Spike. "They wouldn't, would they?"
Spike grinned. "I hope so, sit back Peaches. Enjoy the show."
The opening beat of Christina Aguilera's Dirty came through the speakers and the curtain opened to reveal the girls all in very controversial positions, but not showing anything they shouldn't. Fred and Anya were more or less leaning onto each other while they were dancing. Willow and Tara were locked in some sort of couply dance and were oblivious to the others around them. Cordelia and Buffy on the other hand were involved in a very sexy dance that looked like they should be on the bar in Coyote Ugly. The guys and every other man's eyes in the club were glued on the women on stage.
Angel put a hand over his eyes deciding he didn't want to see but then lowered it, deciding he did. He knew that it was a bad idea to let them have a girly night in with alcohol. Lots of alcohol. He flinched as he saw Buffy and Cordelia run their hands all over each other. Spike, on the other hand, was actually enjoying it and earned a smack off Angel for it. Gunn and Xander looked to be enjoying the show also. Lorne, who was dressed in a black trench coat a cowboy hat to disguise his green skin, leant over to Angel. "Wow, princess looks good in those pants, especially when she's got another girl in leather pants rubbing up against her."
Angel frowned at him and checked on Connor and Ashleigh who were in their carry cots on the floor in between his and Lorne's chairs.
Back on the stage Buffy and Cordelia burst out laughing as they saw the looks on Spike and Angel's face. Cordelia smiled at her when an idea popped into her head and pulled Buffy towards her, tilting both of their heads. From the audience it looked like they were making out. Instead Cordelia was whispering to Buffy. "I think Spike's enjoying the show, I'm not so sure about Angel."
Buffy laughed. "It's kind of funny."
They heard a thump behind them and they turned to see Fred in a lump on the floor, in front of the stage where she'd fallen off the end. Anya was stood on the edge of the stage where she'd dropped off the edge with a hand over her mouth.
Cordelia woke up at eleven the next morning. She was sprawled across the end of Angel's bed with her head dangling off the edge. She groaned when she tried to lift it and in the end just let it hand. She closed her eyes and remembered the night before. She couldn't believe she'd danced on the stage at the Bronze. And did a sexy dance with Buffy. And Fred falling off the stage, God, I hope she's okay. Angel had ended up half carrying her home, leaving Lorne to carry Connor and Wes to carry Ashleigh. She remembered telling the girls stuff that she'd never normally tell them.
She closed her eyes again hoping to go back to sleep.
Angel came into the room and opened the dresser door quietly and then slammed it.
She jumped up and grabbed hold of her head in pain. "Asshole!" She hissed and sank back onto the bed.
He smirked and came to sit next to her on the edge of the bed. "Feeling okay?"
"You know I'm not." She murmured and felt his hand stroke her back.
"How much did you drink before you turned lesbian lap dancer?" He asked.
She opened an eye and glared at him. "Not that much."
He smiled. "I'll bet."
"How's Fred?" She asked and turned so she was facing him.
"Not up yet." He stoked her cheek.
"Oh, so Gunn didn't take it upon himself to bang around until she woke up?" She said testily and shuffled until she was comfy. "When did I get naked?"
"When we made love."
She looked surprised. "We did that last night?"
He nodded. "Of course, you don't remember?"
"Of course I do, I was testing to see if you knew." She replied with a smile.
He pulled a face at her. "You have to get up."
"Why?" She pouted. "It's early."
"It's eleven o clock and Dawn called saying that you've got a practice at one." He smiled at the forlorn look on her face.
"One? What was she thinking? She didn't by any chance mean one am did she? I mean, we are in Sunnydale. Everything happens at night."
He shook his head. "You are so enjoying this." She accused and rolled over again, closing her eyes.
He leant down and kissed the back of her neck until she opened them again. "I'm not going to get any more sleep am I?"
He shook his head and watched in amusement as she wobbled off the end of the bed and swayed her way to the bathroom.
"Angel?" She called from inside. "Did me and Buffy actually. never mind."
Cordelia and Angel went to the gym at a quarter to one. Fred had finally gotten up but had thrown up a few times. Wes and Gunn had looked on in amusement as she flinched when Ashleigh had cried. Luckily Lorne had offered to look after her and Connor so Cordelia could go run the practice. He said he might drop by later on when he look them out for a walk.
Dawn was already at the gym with a few of the other girls.
"Cordelia hi!" She shouted.
Cordelia flinched. "Not so loud."
Dawn smirked. "Wow, you look like Buffy did when I woke her up this morning."
"Yeah well, you should see Fred." Cordelia replied and threw her bag on the floor, settling herself onto the bleachers. "And you woke her up? Never wake up someone who's had too much to drink the night before. The words bear and sore head come to mind."
"They came to my mind too this morning but I didn't wake you up." Angel added.
"Well, look at the legendary cheerleader this morning." Brittany snipped as she walked across with a couple of the other girls. "All bedraggled and aging and looking like she's had some wear and tear. Dawn, you really could have picked us someone a little more athletic."
"Bite me Brittany." Cordelia said. "When you're old enough to drink you can bitch about me but until they back off and go warm up."
"Wow, look at Queen C this morning." Brittany replied. "Bad night?" She turned to Angel. "Waking up next to that this morning must have been rough. If you want to wake up next to something a little classier, give me a call."
She sauntered off leaving Angel to look after her in confusion. "What just happened?"
"You were hit on honey, by a high school girl." Cordelia clarified and grabbed a water bottle.
"Why do you let them do that?" Dawn asked when they were out of earshot.
"If I was to bitch back then I would be as bad as she is." She explained. "I did it once and I don't want to be like that anymore. Besides, I'm the adult and she's the child!" Dawn laughed and went off to warm up with the others.
"I think you're growing as a person." Angel commented jokingly.
Author: victoriamartynne
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Spoilers: None, I think!
Summary: Sequel to Family: Back to Sunnydale and Family: Forward to LA. Cordelia receives another phone call that leads her once again to Sunnydale.
Two hours later the game was still going on and the girls were very drunk after drinking nearly all of the alcohol.
"Okay, I think everyone should say where their best sex took place." Anya suggested.
"I'll start." Fred offered in her drunken state. Cordelia had cut her off about a half hour ago but she was still blind drunk. "Charles and I were out on a case and it was boring so we ended up in the back of his truck. The demon we were hunting pounced on us so Charles had to kill it at the same time as thrusting."
"Thrusting?" Cordelia and Buffy exclaimed at the same time and then burst out laughing. Both girls were laid down and Cordelia had her head on Buffy's stomach.
"But then he pulled his pants up and got his thing stuck in the zipper so I had to kill the demon while he unstuck it, it wasn't very pretty."
"Oh my God." Buffy shuddered.
"Oh, the guys are so going to hear about that!" Cordelia vowed.
"I can't believe she just told us that." Tara squirmed.
"Okay Buffy, you go." Cordelia told her when everyone had stopped laughing and had calmed down.
"It was with Spike. We were in the Bronze with everyone and we were up on the catwalk and he came up behind me and we did it with everyone down on the dance floor underneath us."
"When was that?" Willow asked in shock. "Did I see you?"
"I think you waved." Buffy told her enjoying the shock that kept appearing on her friend's faces when someone revealed something shocking. "Cordelia, you!"
"Angel and I were in the lobby and I was sat on his lap." She looked at Fred. "You guys were in Wes's office. We were at it and you came in and I just kind of sat there with him still inside until you'd gone or looked away."
Buffy laughed making Cordelia's head go up and down on her stomach. "Did you, you know?"
"Of course!" Cordelia exclaimed. "I sat there for about ten minutes. I'm not so sure about him though."
They all laughed and Anya took up the challenge next. "Okay, Xander and I were in the magic shop behind the counter while you were all sat at the table on the other side."
Buffy and Willow 'eewed' at the thought of being in the same room as them.
"Okay Willow, or Tara, I'm not really bothered which, you're turn." Buffy ordered.
The two girls looked at each other and Tara began to speak. "Probably the first time. It was really sweet and new and very intimate."
Cordelia swivelled her head so she could look at Buffy. "That suddenly makes us all look very sleazy."
Buffy nodded. "Very sleazy, isn't it good?"
Cordelia laughed and swivelled her head back around. "Someone has got to do a dare."
"Why don't we all do one?" Anya suggested.
"Ooh, that sounds good!" Fred chimed in from her position draped off the end of the sofa.
"Where did the guys go?" Cordelia asked.
"To the Bronze I think, why?" Willow asked.
"I've got an idea." She smirked.
A half hour later the girls were all out on the streets heading to the Bronze. They were now dressed up and had put some more makeup on. They were still terribly drunk and a phone call to the Bronze from Cordelia had confirmed her plans. The other had loved the idea and had all chipped in together to make themselves look gorgeous.
Buffy had dressed in a pair of leather pants and a red shirt. She'd pulled her hair behind her ears and curled it, finishing the look off with red lipstick.
Cordelia had also opted for leather pants but had teemed them with a low cut white top which showed off her cleavage and had pulled her hair up on her head letting a few strands fall down her face in tendrils.
Willow had chosen a black dress and black stilettos while Tara had chosen a white dress. Both girls had their hair tied up and pinned with fake flowers.
Anya and Fred had opted for jeans and floaty tops and had left their hair to hang down their backs.
The owner of the Bronze still remembered Cordelia, due to their relationship when Cordelia had been in high school. She'd been involved in planning almost every dance and had negotiated with the owner on several occasions. He'd let her do this as a favour due to the money she'd made for the Bronze at the dances.
They went in the back door so the guys didn't see them. Jonnie, the bouncer, let them in the back door and admired the drunk young women as they stumbled through the door and made their way to the side of the stage. Buffy and Cordelia peered around the stage curtain and saw the guys sat in a table near the bar.
"They can see the stage." They told the others and then Cordelia saw Mr Edmond, the owner.
"Thanks for letting us do this." She told him and hugged the middle aged balding man who enjoyed the hug a little too much. "Here's the music."
She slipped a tape into his hand and then the girls went to stand on the stage behind the curtain. They were all giggling and swaying a little.
"Ladies and gentlemen." Mr Edmond said into the microphone on the other side of the curtain. "We have a special treat tonight. A group of young ladies would like to do a dance for you all."
Angel turned to Spike. "They wouldn't, would they?"
Spike grinned. "I hope so, sit back Peaches. Enjoy the show."
The opening beat of Christina Aguilera's Dirty came through the speakers and the curtain opened to reveal the girls all in very controversial positions, but not showing anything they shouldn't. Fred and Anya were more or less leaning onto each other while they were dancing. Willow and Tara were locked in some sort of couply dance and were oblivious to the others around them. Cordelia and Buffy on the other hand were involved in a very sexy dance that looked like they should be on the bar in Coyote Ugly. The guys and every other man's eyes in the club were glued on the women on stage.
Angel put a hand over his eyes deciding he didn't want to see but then lowered it, deciding he did. He knew that it was a bad idea to let them have a girly night in with alcohol. Lots of alcohol. He flinched as he saw Buffy and Cordelia run their hands all over each other. Spike, on the other hand, was actually enjoying it and earned a smack off Angel for it. Gunn and Xander looked to be enjoying the show also. Lorne, who was dressed in a black trench coat a cowboy hat to disguise his green skin, leant over to Angel. "Wow, princess looks good in those pants, especially when she's got another girl in leather pants rubbing up against her."
Angel frowned at him and checked on Connor and Ashleigh who were in their carry cots on the floor in between his and Lorne's chairs.
Back on the stage Buffy and Cordelia burst out laughing as they saw the looks on Spike and Angel's face. Cordelia smiled at her when an idea popped into her head and pulled Buffy towards her, tilting both of their heads. From the audience it looked like they were making out. Instead Cordelia was whispering to Buffy. "I think Spike's enjoying the show, I'm not so sure about Angel."
Buffy laughed. "It's kind of funny."
They heard a thump behind them and they turned to see Fred in a lump on the floor, in front of the stage where she'd fallen off the end. Anya was stood on the edge of the stage where she'd dropped off the edge with a hand over her mouth.
Cordelia woke up at eleven the next morning. She was sprawled across the end of Angel's bed with her head dangling off the edge. She groaned when she tried to lift it and in the end just let it hand. She closed her eyes and remembered the night before. She couldn't believe she'd danced on the stage at the Bronze. And did a sexy dance with Buffy. And Fred falling off the stage, God, I hope she's okay. Angel had ended up half carrying her home, leaving Lorne to carry Connor and Wes to carry Ashleigh. She remembered telling the girls stuff that she'd never normally tell them.
She closed her eyes again hoping to go back to sleep.
Angel came into the room and opened the dresser door quietly and then slammed it.
She jumped up and grabbed hold of her head in pain. "Asshole!" She hissed and sank back onto the bed.
He smirked and came to sit next to her on the edge of the bed. "Feeling okay?"
"You know I'm not." She murmured and felt his hand stroke her back.
"How much did you drink before you turned lesbian lap dancer?" He asked.
She opened an eye and glared at him. "Not that much."
He smiled. "I'll bet."
"How's Fred?" She asked and turned so she was facing him.
"Not up yet." He stoked her cheek.
"Oh, so Gunn didn't take it upon himself to bang around until she woke up?" She said testily and shuffled until she was comfy. "When did I get naked?"
"When we made love."
She looked surprised. "We did that last night?"
He nodded. "Of course, you don't remember?"
"Of course I do, I was testing to see if you knew." She replied with a smile.
He pulled a face at her. "You have to get up."
"Why?" She pouted. "It's early."
"It's eleven o clock and Dawn called saying that you've got a practice at one." He smiled at the forlorn look on her face.
"One? What was she thinking? She didn't by any chance mean one am did she? I mean, we are in Sunnydale. Everything happens at night."
He shook his head. "You are so enjoying this." She accused and rolled over again, closing her eyes.
He leant down and kissed the back of her neck until she opened them again. "I'm not going to get any more sleep am I?"
He shook his head and watched in amusement as she wobbled off the end of the bed and swayed her way to the bathroom.
"Angel?" She called from inside. "Did me and Buffy actually. never mind."
Cordelia and Angel went to the gym at a quarter to one. Fred had finally gotten up but had thrown up a few times. Wes and Gunn had looked on in amusement as she flinched when Ashleigh had cried. Luckily Lorne had offered to look after her and Connor so Cordelia could go run the practice. He said he might drop by later on when he look them out for a walk.
Dawn was already at the gym with a few of the other girls.
"Cordelia hi!" She shouted.
Cordelia flinched. "Not so loud."
Dawn smirked. "Wow, you look like Buffy did when I woke her up this morning."
"Yeah well, you should see Fred." Cordelia replied and threw her bag on the floor, settling herself onto the bleachers. "And you woke her up? Never wake up someone who's had too much to drink the night before. The words bear and sore head come to mind."
"They came to my mind too this morning but I didn't wake you up." Angel added.
"Well, look at the legendary cheerleader this morning." Brittany snipped as she walked across with a couple of the other girls. "All bedraggled and aging and looking like she's had some wear and tear. Dawn, you really could have picked us someone a little more athletic."
"Bite me Brittany." Cordelia said. "When you're old enough to drink you can bitch about me but until they back off and go warm up."
"Wow, look at Queen C this morning." Brittany replied. "Bad night?" She turned to Angel. "Waking up next to that this morning must have been rough. If you want to wake up next to something a little classier, give me a call."
She sauntered off leaving Angel to look after her in confusion. "What just happened?"
"You were hit on honey, by a high school girl." Cordelia clarified and grabbed a water bottle.
"Why do you let them do that?" Dawn asked when they were out of earshot.
"If I was to bitch back then I would be as bad as she is." She explained. "I did it once and I don't want to be like that anymore. Besides, I'm the adult and she's the child!" Dawn laughed and went off to warm up with the others.
"I think you're growing as a person." Angel commented jokingly.