"Alright Connor can you name the society that organized the Boston tea
party?" Wesley asked sounding slightly annoyed.
"Um... Benjamin Franklin?"
"Connor have you been studying any of this? You're father said your supposed to be studying two hours a night. Have you even touched your history book?"
"Well I brought it didn't I?"
"You know full well what I mean. Now I postponed your examination until Wednesday so I expect you to use your time wisely and study. So now gather your things and I'll escort you to the lab."
Connor sighed and shoved his disheveled book into his backpack before tossing it casually over one shoulder and following Wesley out the door of the office. The pair took the elevator to the basement lab and we both happily greeted by Fred whose white lab coat was covered in a thick orange substance.
"Sorry about the mess we had a little incident with an experiment. Come on Connor I've got a video to show you."
"Cool!"
"Somehow I don't think this one involves Rebecca Romaine Stamos in full body paint." Wesley said referencing Angel's recent annoyance at finding twelve pay per view charges for x-men 2 on his cable bill.
"Hey! At least I don't have a stash of pictures of naked librarians!" Wesley blushed deeply remembering how Connor had discovered that when looking for some scissors in his desk.
Fred eyes widened in surprise."That's enough boys. The video is on the dangers of cigarettes."
"Oh great. Does any of my business not get told to the entire staff? What does my dad send out memos to all you people?" Connor's cries of annoyance caused a momentary pause throughout the lab.
"Actually it was my idea." Fred replied calmly.
"Oh."
"Well Wesley and I are going to look over some slides I want you to sit in my office and watch the entire movie this time." Fred shot the boy a look of distrust.
"I promise I swear." And at that Connor retreated into Fred office and popped in the video. He watched with little interest for about a half hour before Spike wandered in.
"Is X-men on again? I though gramps blocked the PPV."
"No and he did. It's a stupid video on smoking."
"Smoking eh? It'll screw up those lungs it will. They'll cut a bloody hole in your neck to breath. Bad stuff unless of course you don't breath." Spike quipped with a smart assed grin as he proceeded to flop down into one of the empty chairs and watch the movie, which was clearly made at least ten years ago. The two sat around cracking jokes on the film for a few minutes before Spike's tone changed. "Sorry bout last night." He mumbled.
"Whatever its not a big deal. I got myself into it anyways."
"I shouldn't have taken you and I should've looked out for you. I would have never taken Dawn-"
"Hey, I said it was my problem. I don't know Dawn is but I'm not her and I knew better. I'm not five years old."
"You're a lot more like you father than you think. Having to take all the credit even if it means bringing yourself down."
"Is this about him? Did he put you up to this? My gosh." Connor was up and pacing now. "That's so like him to do that. Its not his place to ask for an apology I don't want."
"Hey I'll have you know peaches didn't say a thing to me about yesterday. I'm sorry for doing something nice for my friends. I do have a concise you know. I don't just screw people over and go get comfy in front of the telly. You know what forget this. I'm the big bad I'm not getting in a fight with a 17 year old. I'm out." With that spike grabbed his duster and headed for the door. "And just to let you know junior I took both our punishments."
"Um... Benjamin Franklin?"
"Connor have you been studying any of this? You're father said your supposed to be studying two hours a night. Have you even touched your history book?"
"Well I brought it didn't I?"
"You know full well what I mean. Now I postponed your examination until Wednesday so I expect you to use your time wisely and study. So now gather your things and I'll escort you to the lab."
Connor sighed and shoved his disheveled book into his backpack before tossing it casually over one shoulder and following Wesley out the door of the office. The pair took the elevator to the basement lab and we both happily greeted by Fred whose white lab coat was covered in a thick orange substance.
"Sorry about the mess we had a little incident with an experiment. Come on Connor I've got a video to show you."
"Cool!"
"Somehow I don't think this one involves Rebecca Romaine Stamos in full body paint." Wesley said referencing Angel's recent annoyance at finding twelve pay per view charges for x-men 2 on his cable bill.
"Hey! At least I don't have a stash of pictures of naked librarians!" Wesley blushed deeply remembering how Connor had discovered that when looking for some scissors in his desk.
Fred eyes widened in surprise."That's enough boys. The video is on the dangers of cigarettes."
"Oh great. Does any of my business not get told to the entire staff? What does my dad send out memos to all you people?" Connor's cries of annoyance caused a momentary pause throughout the lab.
"Actually it was my idea." Fred replied calmly.
"Oh."
"Well Wesley and I are going to look over some slides I want you to sit in my office and watch the entire movie this time." Fred shot the boy a look of distrust.
"I promise I swear." And at that Connor retreated into Fred office and popped in the video. He watched with little interest for about a half hour before Spike wandered in.
"Is X-men on again? I though gramps blocked the PPV."
"No and he did. It's a stupid video on smoking."
"Smoking eh? It'll screw up those lungs it will. They'll cut a bloody hole in your neck to breath. Bad stuff unless of course you don't breath." Spike quipped with a smart assed grin as he proceeded to flop down into one of the empty chairs and watch the movie, which was clearly made at least ten years ago. The two sat around cracking jokes on the film for a few minutes before Spike's tone changed. "Sorry bout last night." He mumbled.
"Whatever its not a big deal. I got myself into it anyways."
"I shouldn't have taken you and I should've looked out for you. I would have never taken Dawn-"
"Hey, I said it was my problem. I don't know Dawn is but I'm not her and I knew better. I'm not five years old."
"You're a lot more like you father than you think. Having to take all the credit even if it means bringing yourself down."
"Is this about him? Did he put you up to this? My gosh." Connor was up and pacing now. "That's so like him to do that. Its not his place to ask for an apology I don't want."
"Hey I'll have you know peaches didn't say a thing to me about yesterday. I'm sorry for doing something nice for my friends. I do have a concise you know. I don't just screw people over and go get comfy in front of the telly. You know what forget this. I'm the big bad I'm not getting in a fight with a 17 year old. I'm out." With that spike grabbed his duster and headed for the door. "And just to let you know junior I took both our punishments."