Wesley was sitting on the floor of the Hyperion, cleaning his weapon that he had used that night, a sixteenth century broadsword that Cordelia had given him for his last birthday. He listened as Gunn discussed the night's activities with Cordelia and Fred.
"We were fighting these big purple dinosaur things in the sewers tonight. We followed them down from the park where they were trying to kidnap these people." Gunn picked up a quarterstaff that was sitting in the weapons cabinet. "We starting fighting in the sewer, and one of them tried to get me, but then I stabbed him in the stomach like this." Gunn demonstrated by jabbing the quarterstaff into the air and toward the wall.
Wesley managed to not roll his eyes at Gunn's bragging, but he thought that it was a little silly. He wondered why he always felt the need to tell the women exactly how his martial prowess had once again saved the day, while Wesley was usually the one who got knocked into the wall or something. This is why the next thing that came out of Gunn's mouth surprised Wesley a little bit.
"And man, you guys should have seen Wes tonight. He just ran straight up to the other Barney looking creature and lopped his head off like this!" Gunn swung the quarterstaff similar to a baseball bat, accidently taking out a vase along with the swing.
"Whoa, you just like, totally killed that vase, Gunn." Cordelia sighed and walked over with a broom that she had gotten from the corner of the office so that she could sweep up the mess. "Good job with the demons, though. That's two more evil creature things that we don't have to worry about."
Fred walked over to Wesley and sat down next to him. "Wow, so you really chopped its head off?" Wesley nodded. "That's incredible. I could never do anything like that."
"It was nothing, really." Wesley wasn't used to getting compliments on his fighting skills. It made him feel as if he was more than just a walking dictionary or something. He thought that he was worth more than just for his research skills. Maybe now others would see it.
"So, what kind of demon was it?"
Okay, so maybe his skills were really more of a combination of martial and research skills. Still, it made him feel good that the others were finally acknowledging all of his abilities.