9/12/04

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Bottles Not Spun, Chapter 4

Everyone was totally weirded out by the happenings of the demon. "Ok, what just happened here?' Cordelia demanded of Wesley. "Why are you asking me?" he yelled back, frustrated. "Cuz you seem to know a lot about that wacky whatch-ma-call-it" Cordelia said, hands up in the air.

"Who cares what it was, its gone now, …right?" asked Spike, slightly worried. "Of coarse it is, it's in a puddle of it's own guts over there! Geeze, are you dumb!" Cordelia said, pointing to said messy puddle.

"He's not dumb," Angel said, glaring at Cordelia. "Uh, no, that's you, I forgot sorry." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Well at least I'm not a bit" but Wesley cut him off.

"Children, please. We are obviously in some sort of trouble!" Wesley said, as he walked over to a bookshelf, instinctively. Cordelia and Angel walked over with him, leaving Spike to wander about into the basement…

"So, how are these books going to help us?" asked Angel. "It's called reading, dumbass." Cordelia said. Angel again went with the glaring. "What? Must furrow your brow, cuz you can't think of an insult? What all that hair gel clogging your thoughts?" Cordelia screeched. "I'm ignoring you. You're just all whiney because you're angry." Angel said, crossing his over his chest. "Nancyboy" Cordelia said under her breath. "That's it!" Angel said, vamping out…

Spike walked down the steps, when he heard a weird noise… it was like a creaking. "Hello? Is anyone here?" he asked. Strange beety eyes peered out at him. "OH GAWD! It's a rat!" he raced up the stairs…

"AHHHH!" Cordelia said, as Wesley picked up the fallen sword. "What? It's not like I was gonna hit her or anything." Angel said, pouting. "Your face! He's an evil thing!" Cordelia said, freaking out. "Cordelia, run, leave this awful spawn of Satan to me!" Wesley chased after Angel with the sword.

Spike went up into the lobby, confused. Wesley was chasing Alex, and Cordelia was having a panic attack… "What the Bloody Hell is going on!" he yelled.

"He's a demon!" Wesley shouted, pointing his sword at Angel. Spike looked at his face. All fangs and ridges. "Does that mean I'm too?" he asked, making everyone stare at him.

"Here, let me try!" Spike forced himself to change. "OMG! Its more of the evil!" Cordelia said. "Tuh, if we're evil, then why aren't we killing you and junk?" asked Spike. "Yeah." Angel agreed. Cordelia stopped screaming, Wesley dropped his sword.

"Maybe we're all friends? Like we work here, and, help people?" asked Angel. Spike nodded. "Hmm, What do you think, Book Man?" asked Cordelia. Cordelia and Wesley both pondered the thought…

"Nah!" they both said, and perused to chase after Spike and Angel, all around the inside of the hotel!

Pointless, silly, and downright insane! Sooo, did ya like it? Thanks for reading! Love you all! J And don't forget, suggestions! Always suggestions!