Disclaimer: I don't have to tell you that they don't belong to me cause if
they did Angel wouldn't have left and they would have lived happily ever
after.
Summary: Angel is L.A. and he gets a Birthday gift from a special someone. What is it?? Well read it silly and find out.
Rating: PG but may change
Timeline: Sometime before the whole Darla and Conner thing.
This is my first story so REVIEW!!!!
ENJOY!!!!!!!
Angel was sitting in his office brooding. Nobody knew what this day meant to him, and he wanted to keep it that way. Everybody was staying away from him because he had been so grouchy lately. Today was his 244th Birthday. He had been sired 244 years ago today. His Birthdays always made him grouchy and today was no different.
Out in the lobby a man wearing a U.P.S. uniform walked to the front desk of the Hyperion. Cordeila was busy repainting her already perfectly manicured fingernails and therefore didn't notice the man until he had coughed rather loudly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Can I help you?" she asked.
"Yes, is there a Mr. Angel here?" questioned the man in his late thirties.
"Yeah, you have the right place. Do you need me to sigh something?"
"Sign here please." The man said as he handed Cordelia the package.
"Thanks," she shouted as the man exited the double doors.
Cordelia snatched up the package and lightly shook it., but she couldn't here anything. She walked over to Angle's closed office door and knocked lightly.
"What?" growled Angel from behind the closed door?
"You have a package. If I walk in to give it to you will you totally bite my head off or what?" asked Cordelia.
"No, come in."
"What is your problem lately? Are you not getting enough plasma or what?" she asked impatiently.
"Cordelia will you just leave the package and go. Please." Angel almost begged.
"Fine be that way," she said as she set the package down and turned on her heel. The door shut with a snap.
Angel picked up the package wrapped in brown paper and shook it gently. Even his vampireric hearing couldn't pick up the slightest sound. He tore at the brown paper until a box with brightly colored wrapping paper fell out. It was his first Birthday gift in over a hundred years.
What will happen next? What will the gift be? Who is it from? You'll have to read to find out. Review to let me know if it sucked or if I should continue.
Summary: Angel is L.A. and he gets a Birthday gift from a special someone. What is it?? Well read it silly and find out.
Rating: PG but may change
Timeline: Sometime before the whole Darla and Conner thing.
This is my first story so REVIEW!!!!
ENJOY!!!!!!!
Angel was sitting in his office brooding. Nobody knew what this day meant to him, and he wanted to keep it that way. Everybody was staying away from him because he had been so grouchy lately. Today was his 244th Birthday. He had been sired 244 years ago today. His Birthdays always made him grouchy and today was no different.
Out in the lobby a man wearing a U.P.S. uniform walked to the front desk of the Hyperion. Cordeila was busy repainting her already perfectly manicured fingernails and therefore didn't notice the man until he had coughed rather loudly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Can I help you?" she asked.
"Yes, is there a Mr. Angel here?" questioned the man in his late thirties.
"Yeah, you have the right place. Do you need me to sigh something?"
"Sign here please." The man said as he handed Cordelia the package.
"Thanks," she shouted as the man exited the double doors.
Cordelia snatched up the package and lightly shook it., but she couldn't here anything. She walked over to Angle's closed office door and knocked lightly.
"What?" growled Angel from behind the closed door?
"You have a package. If I walk in to give it to you will you totally bite my head off or what?" asked Cordelia.
"No, come in."
"What is your problem lately? Are you not getting enough plasma or what?" she asked impatiently.
"Cordelia will you just leave the package and go. Please." Angel almost begged.
"Fine be that way," she said as she set the package down and turned on her heel. The door shut with a snap.
Angel picked up the package wrapped in brown paper and shook it gently. Even his vampireric hearing couldn't pick up the slightest sound. He tore at the brown paper until a box with brightly colored wrapping paper fell out. It was his first Birthday gift in over a hundred years.
What will happen next? What will the gift be? Who is it from? You'll have to read to find out. Review to let me know if it sucked or if I should continue.