Back in Angel & Selene's apartment, the ancient gently kissed her daughter's head before murmuring, "Ang...you're due at the party in ten minutes, you are not going to ruin the night by being late Santa."
"Meh Santa is always fashionably late," he smirked some.
"No late Santa to the party, I think the elf is already being naughty," she giggled.
"Then he'll get coal in his stocking," he moved to kiss his girls lightly.
"I don't want to put her on slurry," Selene murmured.
"Then we won't put her on slurry, you're the mother you know what's best for her," Angel smiled gently at his ancient lover.
"And your the one who's adamant that there be as few ferals as possible," she countered.
Gently he shrugged, "I'd rather she be healthy."
Softly the French woman smiled, laying her daughter in her crib before staring at her gash, gently pressing it to her own lips.
Angel gently placed a hand to the back of her head and drew her close, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "I better go before Lorne cries. Come join the party when you two are ready."
Nodding, Selene wiped her mouth softly, "We'll be right behind you Mr. Claus."
Within minutes Selene was headed down the hall with her daughter to the door glancing at it before the lock inside twisted open, the door opening with a slam, jarring William wide awake.
Instantly Mana jumped, naked and riding her husband. Turning to look at the door like a deer caught in the headlights before the wailing of her son caused her to jump up and gather him from the crib and bring him up to her chest. "Er... hi?" she blushed deeply.
"You're late," the French female said, her voice biting, her eyes aimed solely at Spike, ignoring her nude mother as she threw the green elf outfit at him. "Dressed and there in two minutes or else," she ordered before turning on heel, in dark red high heels at that, before moving to join the party.
"Ever think she takes these things a tad to serious?" Spike asked starting to dress.
The girl bounced the wailing child softly, trying to calm his cries and smiled at him. "Holidays have always been important to Selene, especially this one."
"Something to do with the corpses I take it?" he asked, tugging at the now tighter tights.
She nodded some. "Um, I have to take a quick shower before I join any party..." She motioned to the sticky trail now starting to creep down the inside of her thigh.
At this the blond smirked, "Leave it."
Mana made a slight face, "It's slippery and sticky and someone's gonna notice when I'm walking around smelling like sex don't you think?"
Again Spike just smirked, "Leave it!"
She sighed softly, "Yes Master." She then moved to get ready, opting for a pair of dark pants rather than a dress or skirt.