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Library [2/6/2006]

Parker opened the library, and started making plans. She may have been drinking a lot of coffee.

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"Frak. This is the kind of thing that makes me wish for a philosophy course, or a religious degree. Evil made tangible, the Fall from Eden made comic book, next thing I know I'll be meeting Mephistopheles at Jeff, God of Biscuits. And probably the only thing we'd do is discuss Prada and Sartre." Parker shook her head. "Is Callisto feeling better? Are you? No one's called you or Aeryn on the carpet yet?"

"Callisto's doing better," Angel said. "She's up for going to the common rooms and, uh, you know. I'm doing okay too. Not saying I like getting stabbed with a sword, but it's livable. And no, nobody's said anything yet. Not sure if that makes me happy or scared."

"Maybe no one will. Maybe we'll get a pass on this, and..." Parker grimaced. "Yeah, I don't buy that either. I think our illustrious substitute-principal will have no idea, but someone's going to bust us eventually. Too many people know now." She sighed. "But we all lived to get detention. That's what counts."

Angel nodded. "We got 15 vampires out of town. That's huge. Plus whatever Darla and Dru planned we had to have shaken up. We did good."

Parker cocked an eyebrow at him. "And we won't have to have that conversation about not being the Lone Avenger again after this, will we?"

"No, because I just avoided being killed by one of your shoes five seconds ago. I'm not chancing that twice in a day."

Parker grinned in delight. "My shoes are capable of killing you at any moment. Because, as Lilly the Radio Chick has pointed out? I can kill you with my mind."

"You've got a mind now?"

Parker kicked him in the shin.

"Ow!"

"First you respect the shoes, then you mock the wearer of the shoes. What did you think would happen? Do you have a brain under the hair gel?"

"Yeah, but you're so cute when you're cranky."

Parker was left speechless by that for a solid minute. "I am not cute!"

"Modest, too."

"I'm a knockout, damnit! I don't do cute! Cute is for puppies! Cute is for bunnies! Cute is for beings who get picked up and twirled around against their will! For cheerleaders and Girl Scouts and baton twirlers!" Parker looked like she wanted to spit. "Cute, my ass!"

"So that picture I saw of you in a pep squad outfit was Photoshopped?"

Parker toed off one Gucci shoe, and flipped it up into her hand. "If you can make it to the door before I throw it, it might not penetrate your skull--"

"I'm going, I'm going," Angel laughed. "Nice seeing you, Parker."

"Grrrrr."

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