A.N. OMG, I am sooooooooooo sorry for the lack of updates. I am sooooo gonna fricken try to update this again within a week, and Daughter's of Darkness by Sunday. Heirs of malevolence probably by next Friday. Once again I apologize, but with school and all it's been hard. Ok now on with the chapter.

The feather duster part-1

Everyone looked at Spike for a moment as he walked in, and then it happened. Total chaos, instant pandemonium, complete madness, all hell broke lose. From all the yelling only snatches of conversation could be heard….

"Why did you just burst right in here and tell her that?" Spike yelled at Jade.

" How could you do this to me?" Canala yelled at her mother and Angel.

"I'm, so sorry " Angel said , giving Canala the puppy dog look.

"Well excuse me for trying to help." Jade said in a bitchy voice.

For a full ten minutes, Angelina listened to this uproar, finally, she couldn't take it anymore. " Every body shut up!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.. Everyone turned. Canala was surprised at being yelled at by her guardian, She thought she was supposed to help her, not yell at her. Jade and Spike were annoyed, who was this girl and why was she yelling at them? Buffy just quickly shut up and waited for the guardian girl to say whatever she was gonna say. The girl had gotten rd of Angelus, if she hadn't dropped in, Angelus and she could have continued to Make out, and that could have lead to sex, and that could have lead to other very bad things. Angel, well he just looked a little scared. This girl had gotten rid of Angelus in like two seconds, who knew what else she was capable of!

"Now," Angelina said sweetly, "we're going to play a little game. I'm going to pick an object and pass it around. The only person that can talk is the one that has the object.." Then Angelina closed her eyes and grabbed a random item from the floor. "Ok, now who ever has this item, can talk who wants it first?" Spike was the first to blurt out, I'm not touching those.

Angelina looked at her hands, finally noticing the pair of black boxers with shamrocks on them with the words 'Kiss me I'm Irish' embezzled on the seat. "Oops," Angelina said, "I'll be back with something else in a minute."

As soon as she left the room , Spike turned to Angel, "SO, Angel," he said smirking "where did you get those?" Before he could answer, Canala squeaked, " they were a Valentine's day present." Spike stared at his daughter before saying. "We'll discuss this later."

Angelina looked through Angel's living room for ten minutes before picking up two items she deemed fit for the object. One item was a pink feather duster, the other a pair of handcuffs.