Spike: Well it's about bloody time.
Tyger: Oh give me a break ok? I've had midterms, you, work, Pookie, chores, scholarship entries, and not to mention four other stories to take care of.
Spike: And your point is…?
Tyger: Just do my disclaimer ok?
Spike: Ok love, but just this once,
My love Jade Tyger doesn't own any rights to 'Angel' nor to anything that Gun's little lawyer friends can sue her for.
Chapter 3. Crash Courses.
While Tyger recuperated, Angel gave B a quick crash-course in being a vampire.
"All right B, rule number one is this: Don't go out in the sun."
"Unless you have scientific windows that are magically enhanced," said B
Angel smiled, "Well, we're special."
"Just like everyone else!"
*I think I just made another Dru*
"Rule number two: Stay away from sharp-pointy-wooden-objects."
"That it?"
"Pretty much."
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Tyger sighed and fiddled with one of the swords on Angel's office wall. "I'm hungry, Spike. When d'we eat?"
"Y're not hungry Kitten; y're bored. Vampires don't get the munchies."
"Tyger made a pouty face, imitating a young child. "Oh yes I am! There's a rumbly in my tumbly."
"Oh bloody hell, don't ye' know the difference between hunger and cold?"
"No. Is there a difference?"
"See now, HUNGER is this blood-sucking rage; an insatiable need for violence and killing. COLD… cold is like… emptiness."
"Like me not having a duster?"
Spike frowned. Confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh come on Spike. Isn't it, like, a birth-right for a vampire to have a black duster?"
Before Spike could answer, Tyger stole the jacket off of his back and ran out of Angel's office; squealing triumphantly.
"Bloody hell Tyger get back 'ere!"
Lorin had just finished his appointments when he saw a girl with short dark burnet hair tearing through the lobby; trailing a long dark coat and closely pursued by Spike, a girl with long blond hair, and Angel.
"Give it back Tyger!"
"Over my dead body!"
The blond frowned, "You're already dead!"
"Nuh uh!"
The green man smiled in amusement, *That must be B and Tyger that Angel and Spike brought back.*
The burnet ran across the newly waxed floor and started to fall.
Lorin rushed forward and caught the girl before she could hit her head. "Are you ok?" asked the green-skinned red-horned man.
"Y…y…you…" her eyes were wide with fear. "SPIKE HE'S TOUCHING ME!!!"
The vampire grabbed his duster, then Tyger. "Serves you right for steeling my stuff, love."
Tyger hid behind Spike and glared at Lorin who chose to ignore the daggers being wished upon him.
"What's the trouble Angel?"
"Tyger stole Spike's duster then B saw and became jealous."
Tyger stuck her tongue out at B. B vamped out.
"They…they're vampires!" Lorin's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"No shit Sherlock" mumbled B.
"This is bad, very bad." Lorin shook his head.
"Hey," Tyger snapped, "We're souled so ya' don't have t' worry about us going out into LA and draining it."
"Oh I'm not worried about that my dear. It's unheard of for a vampire to walk around without a black duster."
B and Tyger cocked their heads as Lorin whipped out his phone and pushed the speed dial.
"We need to get these two shopping a.s.a.p. Hello, Chico? It's Lorin. I've got two young vampire ladies who are without dusters." A pause. "Yes, yes I know. That's why I called you. You will? Wonderful. We'll be down in five minutes."
A/N: Wee! Y'all happy that I updated? Of course you are. I have to thank LalaithoftheBruinen for helping me with this chapter. Rum, cookies, gasoline and all those happy things that she likes.
Don't worry B I haven't forgotten you. I've gotta thank you for allowing me to do the sequel and being my muse.
Tyger: Oh give me a break ok? I've had midterms, you, work, Pookie, chores, scholarship entries, and not to mention four other stories to take care of.
Spike: And your point is…?
Tyger: Just do my disclaimer ok?
Spike: Ok love, but just this once,
My love Jade Tyger doesn't own any rights to 'Angel' nor to anything that Gun's little lawyer friends can sue her for.
Chapter 3. Crash Courses.
While Tyger recuperated, Angel gave B a quick crash-course in being a vampire.
"All right B, rule number one is this: Don't go out in the sun."
"Unless you have scientific windows that are magically enhanced," said B
Angel smiled, "Well, we're special."
"Just like everyone else!"
*I think I just made another Dru*
"Rule number two: Stay away from sharp-pointy-wooden-objects."
"That it?"
"Pretty much."
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Tyger sighed and fiddled with one of the swords on Angel's office wall. "I'm hungry, Spike. When d'we eat?"
"Y're not hungry Kitten; y're bored. Vampires don't get the munchies."
"Tyger made a pouty face, imitating a young child. "Oh yes I am! There's a rumbly in my tumbly."
"Oh bloody hell, don't ye' know the difference between hunger and cold?"
"No. Is there a difference?"
"See now, HUNGER is this blood-sucking rage; an insatiable need for violence and killing. COLD… cold is like… emptiness."
"Like me not having a duster?"
Spike frowned. Confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh come on Spike. Isn't it, like, a birth-right for a vampire to have a black duster?"
Before Spike could answer, Tyger stole the jacket off of his back and ran out of Angel's office; squealing triumphantly.
"Bloody hell Tyger get back 'ere!"
Lorin had just finished his appointments when he saw a girl with short dark burnet hair tearing through the lobby; trailing a long dark coat and closely pursued by Spike, a girl with long blond hair, and Angel.
"Give it back Tyger!"
"Over my dead body!"
The blond frowned, "You're already dead!"
"Nuh uh!"
The green man smiled in amusement, *That must be B and Tyger that Angel and Spike brought back.*
The burnet ran across the newly waxed floor and started to fall.
Lorin rushed forward and caught the girl before she could hit her head. "Are you ok?" asked the green-skinned red-horned man.
"Y…y…you…" her eyes were wide with fear. "SPIKE HE'S TOUCHING ME!!!"
The vampire grabbed his duster, then Tyger. "Serves you right for steeling my stuff, love."
Tyger hid behind Spike and glared at Lorin who chose to ignore the daggers being wished upon him.
"What's the trouble Angel?"
"Tyger stole Spike's duster then B saw and became jealous."
Tyger stuck her tongue out at B. B vamped out.
"They…they're vampires!" Lorin's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"No shit Sherlock" mumbled B.
"This is bad, very bad." Lorin shook his head.
"Hey," Tyger snapped, "We're souled so ya' don't have t' worry about us going out into LA and draining it."
"Oh I'm not worried about that my dear. It's unheard of for a vampire to walk around without a black duster."
B and Tyger cocked their heads as Lorin whipped out his phone and pushed the speed dial.
"We need to get these two shopping a.s.a.p. Hello, Chico? It's Lorin. I've got two young vampire ladies who are without dusters." A pause. "Yes, yes I know. That's why I called you. You will? Wonderful. We'll be down in five minutes."
A/N: Wee! Y'all happy that I updated? Of course you are. I have to thank LalaithoftheBruinen for helping me with this chapter. Rum, cookies, gasoline and all those happy things that she likes.
Don't worry B I haven't forgotten you. I've gotta thank you for allowing me to do the sequel and being my muse.