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Cordelia sighs as she hears another thump and a groan followed by chuckling. She rolls her eyes and tosses her magazine she wasn't paying attention too before moving to the workout room in Faith's apartment. Moving towards the room, she cautiously peaks inside only to be hit in the head with a foam ball that bounces helplessly before hitting the floor. Glaring down at the blue object, she counts backwards from ten to calm her temper before dealing with 'the children' as she had now named them.
"What are you two doing?" she asks finally. She glances up to see Amanda on the floor and Faith in front of the window looking as if she were holding in a laugh.
"I slipped ducking those foam balls." Amanda pouts. Cordelia raises an eyebrow.
"Alright, Squirt, you've been dodgin' for two hours, go break and get somethin to eat. Later we'll work on somethin else." Faith says with a soft smile in Amanda's direction. Cordelia watches the two interact curiously.
"But I can keep going!" Amanda insists. "I only slipped three times today!" she adds. Faith had been training her for a week now and they tasks although small, were all the older woman could handle. They were more for the benefit of working on Amanda's reflexes than actual training anyway. Faith shakes her head.
"We'll work later. Go eat, kid." Faith says, her tone leaving no room for argument. Cordelia watches as Amanda grumbles but listens and Faith starts picking up around the room. "What's up, Cor?" Faith asks throwing all foam balls into a bin. She turns to the older brunette who just shakes her head as if to clear it.
"Nothing. I just wa-" she's cut off by the sound of Faith's home phone ringing. Faith frowns in confusion but moves out of the room to answer.
"Hello?.... Hey, Fang, what's the what?.... Alright.... You didn't have to tell me.... Thanks. Bye." she says hanging up. Cordelia eyes her before Faith can answer. "Fang says the Scoobs are movin'. They're all gonna separate and stuff and he wanted to let me know." she says. Cordelia nods, not really caring.
"Well then.... pizza for dinner?" she asks. Faith smiles. She read my stomach...
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"So, school's comin' back quick, Runt, happy to be back in?" Faith asks around her pepperoni pizza.
"Well, not really. I mean, I was so used to not havin' ta go." is Amanda's muffled reply.
"Really, do you two have any home training?" Cordelia asks the two talking with their mouths full.
"Mom was too drunk to teach me." Faith mutters.
"I take after Faith." Amanda says. Cordelia rolls her eyes.
"Anyway, you're what, grade ten, eleven?" Faith asks sounding genuinely interested in her young charges life.
"Well, ten really. Right before all of this crap with the first started happening, my watcher took me out like the second week of tenth grade." Amanda answers. Faith nods.
"So, we need anything? Paper? Pencils? Leather?" Faith ticks off.
"Oh no, we are not buying her leather. Just because you like it, doesn't mean she should wear it." Cordelia pipes in.
"I wear it cos I look damn good in it." Faith says back with a conceited smirk.
"Your modesty amuses me." Cordelia says dryly. Faith shrugs with a grin.
"Just the basics or whatever, but don't we need to focus on other stuff? I mean, it's well over a month away." Amanda says. Faith shrugs.
"Just goin' for conversation." she says. Amanda nods.
"You'll... you'll take me shopping, right?" she asks shyly. Faith smiles.
"Sure Munchkin." Faith says.
"I'm sure she meant me." Cordelia says. Faith scoffs.
"Well, actually, I meant both of you." Amanda pipes up. Cordelia and Faith roll their eyes.
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Angel walks slowly down the street, following the woman whose just been released form the hospital. He'd seen her once before around Faith and there was something about her that drew her. He follows her to an apartment building and silently slips in behind her. He follows her until he can get her apartment number without being noticed.
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Faith jumps on the cart as it rolls down the aisle in the grocery store. She pauses in the middle of the aisle before looking around. Making sure Cordelia was nowhere in sight, she grabs an armful of Fruit Roll-ups and drops them in her cart. Checking the aisle again, she grabs several boxes of Gushers as well. Whistling, she strolls away, getting a running start before riding again. She stops to turn the corner and almost collides with a smug looking Cordelia.
"Not into kids stuff, huh?" Cordelia asks. Faith just snorts and looks away.
"They're for the Half-Pint." she insists. Cordelia nods with a small smile.
"Whatever." she says. The two eye each other before walking on.
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"Oh my god, what are you doing here?!" Amanda asks excitedly. The blond she's speaking too blinks before his face lights up.
"Amanda!" he squeals. Faith whips around the corner, ready to fight wielding a can of Pringles.
"Andy?" she asks with a blink. Andrew whirls.
"Faith! You're okay!" he says rushing to hug her.
"And you're touching me, why?" she asks trying to get loose.
"Uh, sorry I just.. uh, my bad." he says with a sheepish smile. Faith offers an uncomfortable grin. The three stand awkwardly for long moments.
"So, you're not with the scoobs?" Faith asks. Andrew shakes his head sadly.
"Nah, I was never uh, one of them." he says with a sad grin. Faith nods.
"Yeah, I know how ya feel." she whispers.