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"Michael….Michael…."
Michael cracked open an eye and groaned, the sunlight, of course, was hitting him right in the face as he woke up. Cussing under his breath, he cracked open the other eye to see who had disturbed him. Of course it was Isabel. Who else would it be? He wished it was Maria, but then why would Maria come and wake him up, it's not like they're going out anymore.
"What? I was happy sleeping! Can't you just let a guy sleep??" Michael glared at her as he growled out of his questions, Isabel smirked. If Kyle was here instead of her he would be pissing himself by now. Michael's looks weren't always the friendliest, especially in the early morning. Luckily, she 's had practice with this, after 10 years of him grouching at her in the mornings she knew just how to handle him.
Isabel drew herself upright, arched one perfectly plucked eyebrow, put her hands on her hips and in her coldest, most cutting "Ice Queen" tone she sarcastically replied, "I beg your pardon King Michael, but as you may or may not have noticed, it is now morning. Maria, you remember her right, has slaved for hours at the crack of dawn to make pancakes for breakfast, so you better get some pants on your sorry excuse for an ass and go! Or I can go downstairs and tell Maria that you just don't feel like it." She punctuated every word with a jab of her finger into his bare chest. Michael paled at the prospect of Isabel telling Maria that he can't be bothered; hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Gulping quickly he grabbed his jeans and yanked them on and followed Alex and Tess downstairs.
"Wow Maria you certainly have outdone yourself" Jim remarked. The pine table was covered in plates for everyone, including bottles of Tabasco sauce for the 4 aliens and their Sweet 'n' Spicy taste buds.
Michael stood quietly in the doorway and watched Maria grin and blush at Jim's compliment. Her hair was tied back into a messy ponytail, she had no makeup on, her clothes were spotted with random pancake ingredient and she had a smudge of something on her cheekbone…yet he thought she never looked more beautiful. Maria had felt Michael watching her ever since he got down the stairs; the intensity of his stare made her heart race in her chest and goose bumps rose up her back and down her arms. Her hands started feeling a little unsteady. Nervously she glanced over at Michael and caught his gaze, a giddy kind of heat flushed over her as his eyes moved up and down her body…
"Hey Michael! Come grab a seat." Liz said brightly, ruining whatever moment they just had then. Michael almost jumped at the sound of Liz's voice; he'd forgotten that there were other people in the room. Maria smirked and served the pancakes to everyone. Suddenly there was a knock at the door,
"I'll get it." Tess said, as she was coming down the stairs. She opened the door and was greeted by a perky redhead.
"Hello, is Maria in?"
"Willow!" Maria cried and ran to give her a hug. "Do you want some pancakes? I made them myself?" Willow came through to the kitchen and smiled at everyone else who said hi and good morning.
"No I'm alright, honestly. I was thinking today I could show you around this tiny little place and hopefully you all can meet my friends? They are dying to meet you all. " Willow smiled as the others enthusiastically agreed. "Okie dokie...well how about we go after the pancakes and if any of you need to get changed or washed or whatever."
"Sounds great. I better go change; I'm covered in egg and grease. Ew." Maria smiled and ran upstairs.
Meanwhile at the Library
"Okay, so what are we doing again?" Cordelia asked. Oz rolled his eyes and stared at Xander, indicating that he should now answer her question yet again.
"Well, as I said earlier, Willow has gone to collect her friends and she's going to bring them here. We are all going to meet them and say hi. Then we're going to show them around a little bit, get to know them, make sure they aren't really just sent to kill us or anything. You can deal with that right? Or do you have some pressing nail appointment again?" Cordelia glared at him and slapped him across the head. Spike chuckled at that and Faith just shook her head and went back to sharpening her stake, waving it threateningly towards Spike.
"What about the Buffster? What are we doing with that sitch?" Faith asked, glancing at Giles and Angel who were quietly talking between themselves.
"Well we better wait until Willow comes back with her ah…friends before we make any proper kind of plan. But I believe a few of you should see Willy the Snitch and try and get some information out of him. Spike and Faith should probably do that. But before we do anything, there is a lot that needs to be discussed when Willow gets here.
"Hey, her friends, they're from Roswell right? Do you think they've seen any aliens? It would be so cool if they have; we could all share our unfortunate encounters of ghoulies and vamps and the supernatural." Xander directed that at Spike and Angel but just received a glare from everyone else.
"Yeah, and you can tell them how Mummies and Bug ladies kiss. I'm sure they would love to hear about that." The cheerleader remarked, gaining a glare back from Xander. Spike chuckled again, he found watching them two so amusing….but watching Faith, now that was a different kettle of fish altogether. Faith is….hot. He had to admit it. The Slayer thing seemed just damn right kinky coming from her. Slutty the Vampire Layer (as he loved to think of her as) was whiny; self-righteous…it turned him off completely. No matter how many times she had thrown herself at him. Which she had, something he betted poncy Soul Boy didn't know. But Faith….
Spikes musings were interrupted as the doors suddenly flew open and in came Willow with a group of teens and an adult about the same age as Giles. Something wasn't right though….Angel jumped in immediately with what was different,
"You're not human."
tbc....
