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Zero willfully ignored her.

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Parker set her jaw, and narrowed her eyes. "Here's some chocolate and coffee. And the CD is a new band out of New York. They are *not* bribes. They're just yours." She folded her arms. "I said I was sorry."

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"Maybe you should have thought about that before."

Parker counted to ten in Italian under her breath. "How long are you going to be mad at me? A year? A month? A week? I'd just like to know. You can be mad as long as you want, but the cold shoulder is making me *crazy*."

Zero can hold a grudge for a squalling long time, but Parker doesn't know that. "I don't know yet."

"Is there anything I can do, anything I can say, to make it shorter?" Parker folded her arms. "You haven't said anything. It's a little hard to apologize when you're being avoided."

"I don't really know, Parker. I've never been shut out before."

Parker glared back half-heartedly. "It wasn't about you. It was about keeping the group small. I thought you could've helped, but there were so many people already involved--" She shook her head. "I should've told you anyway. I made a mistake, okay? I was wrong. Busy and crazy and I wasn't thinking about how you'd take it."

"Keeping the group small? Two dozen people is small??"

"YES. Considering the couple dozen more people who've expressed opinons on it since? Some of them barging in to dorm rooms sing at Wings about how they could've done it better?" Parker palmed her face. "It was only supposed to be six people, then the snow monsters attacked, and we had to re-group, and more people found out. You weren't left out on purpose. I would've picked you over Angela or Rory for helping in the first place. They found out, you didn't."

At this, Angela shoots a dirty look at Parker, but holds her tongue. She appreciates what Parker's trying to do, and, really, she's probably right anyhow.

"Hey," Rory said from where she had quietly entered. She frowned at Angela. "That was harsh."

"Me or her?" Angela asks quietly. "I didn't say anything."

"Her. I'm offended on your behalf too. We did a damn good job."

"Thank you," Angela says. "It's not like we got engraved invitations. We had to fight just to be on support."

"And we had good reason to be there," Rory added indignantly.

"That too," Angela agrees. "You even more than me, god."

She squints at Zero. "Did she just call us "nosy bints"? That's really bad, right?"

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Parker caught a glimpse of this, realized how she souned, and rolled her eyes at herself. "Jesus...."

After she was done fighting with Zero, she came over, her expression tired. "I didn't mean it like that."

"How did you mean it?" Angela says immediately, then shuts her mouth tightly, before anything else can escape.

Parker closed her eyes and cracked her neck. "I would've taken you guys along. I wouldn't have stopped you, if you were that set on going. But in a fight, yes, I'd pick Zero for my team first." She braced herself and looked up, ready for another ugly chat.

Angela considers this, eyes hurt.

"All right," is all she says.

Then she goes back to shelving books, hoping to calm herself. Almost abstractly, she notices that her hands are shaking.

Parker sighs. Damnit. "I'm sorry. But you, you can barely stand it that I'm tormenting Marty. And Rory's never thrown a punch in her life. Zero goes after people with her mallet without Library influence, and she bit Angelus when she was a cat, and-- There's nothing I can say here, is there?"

Angela bangs her way through a shelf of the C's -- Cather, Chabon, Chandler -- before turning to face Parker.

"I can't stand what you're doing to Marty because I love you both and you're acting like morons, and you both really, really need to learn to let things go before he starts killing people again or you have a heart attack to match your ulcer. Just my humble opinion."

Angela takes a deep breath. "Going after someone who's trying to kill my friends is complety different, but -- you know what? Can we just not do this and let it go? It's fine. I don't even care anymore."

She continues shoving the books into order. Chopin, Clancy, Cooper...

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"Oh, I see. So because I'm not a nosy bint, I shouldn't be upset that you all went haring off on escapades with a high squalling probability of death and DIDN'T TELL ANYONE."

"We did! God!" Parker put her head in her hands. "Fine. Be mad. Be mad! We did everything we could to stay alive, we did everything we could to keep it small, we did everything we could to keep it simpler, and yeah, you got left out! And it sucks! And I'm sorry! And it's too late to do jack about any of it now!"

She let her hands drop. "And when you're done hating my guts for that, I'll be around."