"So…" Angel said.

"Yeah." Cordelia looked around.

"I'm gonna go check out the training room." Gunn stated, and walked out of the living room.

"I'll go with him." Said Connor, who left before Angel could say anything.

"I guess I'll see the library." Wesley said.

"I'll come too." Fred followed. "I've been itching to reread 'What Do You Care What Other People Think'"

"Feynman?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"I started reading 'Character of Physical Law'. It wasn't easy."

Fred laughed "I'm not surprised. It's all about physics. You should try his memoirs, they're really great."

Cordelia and Angel watched them leave. "Well, those two got sucked into the evil game show sooner than we thought."

"They knew how to woo them." Angel said. "You know, this room thing, if it's really awkward, I can just take the couch, or Connor can."

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Cordelia smiled. She was lying, of course. "I'm gonna go look for some food." With that, she started to run for the kitchen.

This left Angel, all alone.

Up at the Evil Production Office in the Clouds, Glenda shook her head. "Why aren't they doing anything?"

Jonathan Pierce, the head Producer, shook his head. "I dunno. I think they're still polarized by the situation."

"Well that sucks." Glenda said, lightning another cigarette. "Should we send in another demon?"

"We don't have one scheduled for today. We could move back the one for Week Three though."

Glenda turned to the person on the left. "What do you think?"

Irina Fair, Conduit to the Powers That Be, smiled beatifically. "We think you should move it up. The Ministers of Grace are much more in their natural state when they are fighting. A demon might help them get back to where they were before they came here. They will begin fighting again, of course, but then the healing will begin."

Glenda and Jonathan rolled their eyes. "Riiiight." Jonathan drawled. He pulled out his cell phone. "Mary? This is J.P. Call up the animal wranglers. We need something dangerous put into the house. Air it on all the video screens, so they can see it. Great." He turned back to Glenda. "Now, things will get interesting."

Angel was just thinking about going through the DVD collection, when he heard a roar. He looked up. Standing in front of him was a large, green demon with fangs the size of the couch.

"Great." He mumbled. "So this is what she meant by challenges." Angel looked around; there was nothing relatively sharp within sight.

"Guys!" Angel yelled. As if on cue, Gunn and Connor ran in.

"They played this on some video screens." Gunn threw an axe for Angel to catch. "Thought you might need some weapons."

Angel caught the axe in one hand. "Wes! Cordy! Fred!" He bellowed. The demon took a quick swipe at him. "I need some help!"

"We know." Wesley said. He and Fred had run in during the confusion. They were each carrying swords.

Noticing Connor's odd glance at them, Fred rolled her eyes. "These were in the library; the house is full of weapons."

Angel swung his axe at the demon, but it missed. "Cordelia!" He roared. "Get in here!"

"Sheesh, what's going on?" Cordelia had come waltzing in carrying a tub of Ben and Jerry's Carmel Sutra. "The kitchen is just full of ice cream, it's amazing- Oh."

The demon let out an all-mighty roar. Everyone in the room covered the ears. It was almost like the sound hurt. But once it quieted, they got back in the game.

Every fight they'd been in was different. You always had to get used to the landscape of where you were fighting. After three minutes against the demon, Angel knew that the house had been rigged to make it harder to fight; there were too many chairs and close walls to maneuver around. Connor managed to get in a few good hits, and Angle couldn't help but marvel once again at how fast his son was.

"Hey!" Gunn yelled, directing the demon's attention towards him. "Why don't you come mess with me for a bit?"

The demon started for him. Gunn signaled to Wesley, who stabbed the demon in the back with his sword. While the demon was temporarily paralyzed, Angel delivered the killing blow.

They all stared at the dead demon on the floor. "Cordy," Angel said, "I believe you mentioned something about ice cream?"

"That sounds good." Fred smiled. "I am so hungry!"

"I wouldn't mind having some food," answered Gunn.

They all tramped into the kitchen, talking civilly for the first time in months.

Back in the Evil Production Office in the Clouds, Jonathan and Glenda smiled. "Damn, all it took was a demon and ice cream. Make a note of that."

In a demon bar, five vampires were staring at the T.V.

"Dude, this is so boring."

"Yeah, all they've done is fight and eat. What's the fun in that?"

"This show sucks."

"I tell you, man, the 'reality' genre is killing television."

"You said it, bro."

……

"Wanna keep watching?"

"All right."

They were all sitting in the kitchen, enjoying their ice cream, when Glenda's magically disembodied voice came from the ceiling. "Angel, we would like to see you in confessional now."

Angel got up and looked around. "Where's that?"

"Pantry."

"Oh."

Angel opened the door to the pantry. Instead of being stocked with soup and chips, it was a completely black room. Angel sighed happily when he saw the muted color.

"Damn it," Glenda said from above. "You're going to have to wear a different color next time. All that black you wear; your head's just floating in midair." Her tone changed to a more official one. "So Angel, what do you think about this situation?"

"Well, I still think that it's crap, but I'm adjusting."

"Why's that?"

"Because until we find a way out, I'm stuck here."

"Hm. What do you think about Gunn?" she asked suddenly.

"Uh, I like him. As a friend! I don't what his problem with Wes is though. God, I hope they deal with that soon."

"You don't know why Gunn and Wes are angry with each other?"

"Should I?"

Glenda heaved the loudest sigh of all time. "They're both in love with Fred, and Gunn is insecure about their relationship, and is scared that Wesley will sweep Fred off her feet what with all his British charm and book smarts."

"How'd you find that out? Did you do psych profiles?"

"No, I read their diaries, of course we did psych profiles!" she snapped. "God, it didn't say in yours that you were so inept at reading emotions!"

"Yeah, well, that's not in my job description!" Angel yelled back. "Is this over?"

"Yes, but we'll talk to you again later. Tell Cordelia to come in here once you're out."

Angel stormed out of the pantry. The others all thought to themselves how stupid it looked to storm out of a pantry. "Cordy, they want you in there."

Cordelia stood up with a heavy sigh, one hand surreptitiously on her stomach. She wandered into the pantry and sat in the chair.

"Hello Cordelia." Glenda said ominously.

"Hi," Cordelia said suspiciously.

"Cordy I'm going to get right to the point," Glenda said, "we all know your little secret."

"That I like to watch Baywatch reruns?"

"No, the other secret. Kinda big one!"

"Oh!" Cordelia said. She leaned forward and whispered, "The evil one?"

"Yeah."

"You won't tell, will you?" She looked genuinely panicked.

Glenda laughed! "Of course not! This conversation won't even air until the season finale. Your secret is safe with me." Glenda paused for a moment, "And the producers. And the directors. And the cameramen. And the Powers That Be. Oh, and my cousin from Memphis; she was visiting the set today."

"Oh good," Cordelia said sarcastically. "I'm glad to hear that so few people know."

"Hey! We have a really tight spoiler policy." Glenda shot back. "If someone spills a plot point, we spill their guts. It's very effective."

Cordelia thought for a moment. "Do you think that's the same policy 24 has?"

Glenda nodded. "Possibly. Well, that's all for today. We'll talk to you later. Send in one of the others."

After Cordelia came backin, she sentGunn, then Connor, Fred, and finally Wesley. Glenda held them captive for about five minutes each trying to find the perfect sound bite. She then sent off the footage and her notes to the Evil Production Office in the Clouds. The editors edited the tapes and put them on the air, much to the delight of demons everywhere.

Within hours of the second episode, fan sites started to pop up. Angel was the most popular one, followed by Wes. Sites devoted the two love triangles were everywhere, with an equal amount for each side ("Cordy+Angel 4eva!" "Cordelia and Connor Star Crossed Lovers!" "Blue Moons, a Fred/Wes site" "He Got There First: Support Gunn!"). There was a vocal group of teens talking about what a realistic character Connor was. Wolfram and Hart tried to see if there was any way they could get money from this seeing as they did "cause about 25 of the strife among the group".

Not that the Fang Gang were aware of this. They were still without a television or a computer. But soon, they did begin to settle into the life they were being forced to lead.

Tune in next episode….

A.N. 'Ministers of Grace' was the name thought up by Strega for Angel's group, after she got tired of typing out "Angel, Cordelia, Gunn, Wes, Connor, Fred, and Lorne…" It's from Hamlet. If you don't know who Strega is, get yourself over to TelevisionWithoutPity . com fast, and go to the "Shows" page to find Angel.

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