9/4/04

Hey! Thank you all for your reviews! Specially those of you that have been here from the start, and those who have sent in suggestions! I love suggestions! You all rock!

AN, I think this might be spangel, not sure yet though, depends on what happens. If not spangel, then it's Spuffy for you Spike fans! Yay! Spike! Yay! (K, I'm done now, : ))

15 Something, Chapter 5

Everyone was sitting in the lobby, just hanging out, waiting for Wesley. "So, how are things in LA?" asked Buffy, as she sat next to Dawn on the sofa. "Pretty good" Cordelia said, sitting in Gunn's lap on a different sofa, just to keep away Xander's girlfriend.

Said couple was sitting on the rounded chair/sofa thingy. Giles and Willow sat on chairs. "That's sounds swell," Willow said, shuffling her fingers through and old tomb she had found on the floor.

"Xander, I am bored. I wish for some entertainment." Anya said, not very happy, just sitting there.

"Ha! Wait! Hey! That's my favorite Sex Pistol's shirt!" Spike growled out, yelling to some unseen person/persons.

"I think fang boy Jr. has lost it over here" Xander stage whispered to the Sunnydale folks.

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Wesley and Angel walked down the stairs. "You know, I'm really not into spells and junk, so I'd probably just be in the way." Angel said, going back upstairs. Wesley looked heavenward, as he took hold of Angel's arm. "Hey" said the teen shocked.

"Hey nothing, no one will even care. We work with very mature young adults. They will think nothing of it at all." Wesley said, reassuringly. "Yeah, like how you guys were earlier?" Angel raised an eyebrow. Wesley ducked his head and sighed.

"OK, but it's uh, different, oh just come on!" Wesley said, tugging Angel the rest of the ways down the steps.

They were at the landing, when Spike's growl was heard throughout the world.

"Ha! Wait! Hey! That's my favorite Sex Pistol's shirt!" he said, almost vamping out. He got up from his couch spot on the rounded sofa. Bringing with him, the lobby inhabitants.

"OMG! Angel?" Buffy said, her eyes huge, and her smile just as wide. "Oh this is too good to be true!" Xander said, resting his shoulder on top of Angel's head. "Get off" Angel hissed, glaring at him.

"Oh dear" Giles said, smiling as he cleaned his specks. "When did this happen?" asked Willow, magic was her topic. She stepped closer, but stopped when Angel glared at her as well.

"It seems it was an enchanted vase. Inside it, there was some powder…" Wesley said. "This is quite amusing. I enjoy other's humiliation" Anya smiled, as Cordelia raised an eyebrow at her. "Ha! Boy sure knows how to pick 'em" Gunn whispered to Cordelia and laughed. "He picked me too, ya know" She whispered back, and hit him in the stomach.

"Shirt, now" Spike said, hand out. "No, all your other ones were dirty." Angel said, crossing his arms over himself. The whole group, sans Spike, laughed at Angel's squeaky voice.

"Give. Me. Back. My. Shirt!" Spike ground out. "NO! This is your only clean one." Angel said, as they stared at one another. "Oh yeah?" asked Spike. "Yeah!" Angel said. Spike vamped out, eyes glowing overly yellow. "NOW!" Spike roared. "Why?" asked Angel, only backing up, a little.

"Ok, this is sad. My life's highlight is these two!" Cordelia sighed into Gunn's shoulder.

"Hey, I happen to be very interesting. Look at me." Spike said, smiling very sexily. The women of the group looked away with smiles of their own, as the men groaned. Minus one, do I really have to say whom? : )

"Ok, well, erm. About that spell, Mr. Giles?" asked Wesley, restoring order. Willow's ears perked at that. "Oh! This spell is so archaic! We need your help with the books to decipher it." Willow said, smiling brightly.

That's all for now, cuz I really should stop, please review, and more shall arrive!

Sorry about the lack of slash. Later though! Which do you want, Spuffy and Wangel, or just plain out Spangel? : )