Y'know, I still say you should be in bed.
Do the words, 'seeing brownies' and it being 'cold for California' mean anything to you? FEVER, dumbass. *shakes head*
I'll be home in an hour. If you're not in bed we're gonna have words. Maybe even expletives.
My word. Do they have internet *everywhere*?!
You don't think it's rather cold today? I'm in bed! I swear!
Just let me get these few books
Duh, it is the 21st century, Wes. They have it on your cell too, which... You'd probably have figured out after a while.
And it's like five thousand degrees outside. YOU still have a fever. Put the books down and go to bed, okay?
On your cell? Really? *squints* But-but those buttons are really tiny?
It's cold. It's not freezing, it's more...chilly. I'll just grab these few books and then I'm off to bed. Really.
Though I don't see why. It's boring there. And lonely
I don't think it matters how big your cell is. As long as you're, like, WAP enabled. Or something. It's not like I paid that much attention to it. I was just pleased you could dial out on it. *grins*
Yeah, chilly. Also known as fever. God, you're stubborn. Just go to bed, Wes, without the books.
Getting better isn't supposed to be fun - it's just getting better. And the less said about the loneliness side of bed the better.
Oh. Really? Sounds rather far fetched to me. Internet on your cell phone. I mean, what's next? Faxing via your computer?
I'm not stubborn! It's just a tad chilly, that's all I'm saying. Can't I just take this one boo-...No? Not even... *Sigh*
I thought getting better was about feeling better. And it *is* lonely here. And quiet, rather peaceful actually. Boring.
It's not that far-fetched. In fact I'm pretty sure you can already do that faxing-via-computer thing. Makes life easier, I guess.
You ARE stubborn. I think it's the Brit in you. And nope, no books. Bed, Wes.
Are you saying that we're not making you feel better? C'mon, I'm soothing! I could soothe your ass off, pal. And at least you have someone to share the bed with.
Not that I'm complaining about Marilee sneaking in this morning but having Boo's paw-thing sticking in your back all night? Not a lovin'. *grins*
You can? I'm getting somewhat dizzy. I'm sure you're making half of that up.
I'm *not* stubborn. If it has to do with being British, then Mister Giles and Spike have to be stubborn too. I'm going, I'm *going*.
Yes. You do make me feel better. You and Lindsey and the girls. I don't know where I'd be without you. Aside from over at Wolfram and Hart being ignored and working my arse off. What do you mean I have...Oh. I'm sorry. Well, you could always... I mean, I wouldn't mind. It's normal for friends, isn't it? It's just comforting and...uhm. Never mind.
I'm glad to see Marilee is opening up to you. She was clinging onto me far to much, it was getting worrying. Are you... Cordelia, do Lindsey and I make you uncomfortable, or unhappy?
*laughs* Okay, I'll stop with the tech-lesson but one of these days you're gonna have to get right up there in the 21st century. Not that you're at Angel's level of avoidance, but still.
And duh! Giles is totally stubborn! You ask Buffy. *nods*
Same goes for me, Wes. The 'not knowing where I'd be without you guys' thing? *smiles* And uh, me sharing a bed with you guys... You remember Lindsey's wandering hands habit, right? He tried to tell me it was his evil hand but--Kinda not believing him. *laughs*
Were you really worried about that? I mean, I sorta just figured... Well, you were the first constant figure after everything with her parents. I thought it sorta made sense that she'd cling to you, y'know?
*blinks* What kind of question is that? Of course you don't make me uncomfortable... Or unhappy, dumbass! You-- You think I'm unhappy with you? Or-- Well, us? The situation... That we live in?
I know computers! And-and the faxmachine! And things. I still say you're making half of that up.
Giles isn't stubborn. Though, I'll have to ask Angel about Spike. Never mind then.
Lindsey's wandering... Oh. Well. *blushes* He does have a bit of a problem with wandering hands. Not that I mind. Much. Err...
Yes, I was, actually. I had a hard time just getting her to go to kindergarten. She wouldn't go anywhere without me and I was worried about that. Maybe I was overreacting? I don't know.
No! I mean, well... You just sounded so sad there for a moment and well...Lonely. I just thought...I just want you to be happy and-and belong. And maybe I should just go to bed now before I stuff my foot further down my throat.
Okay, I was maybe making the fax-machine thing up a little. But I was serious about the rest of it!
Do you really want to be regaled with tales of olde from Angel? About Angel and Spike? 'Cause... Y'know, eww.
*laughs* Yeah, you would like the wandering hands, you big perv.
Don't all kids go through that? The not-wanting-to-go thing? Not that I think you were overreacting 'cause when it comes to your kids I don't think you can but-- You should have told me, doofus. Problem shared, problem halved and all that hooey.
*sighs* I really am happy, Wes. And the whole loved-up-coupledom of you guys isn't as awful as I thought but sometimes--It's like that Friends episode. Y'know the one where Joey thinks he's in love with Monica and it's really just--You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
*smiles a little* I guess you stopped watching Friends when I wasn't around to force you any more.
They...can be amusing. At times. Depending on the tale. Though usually far more amusing when Spike tells them.
I *beg* your pardon. :-)
They do? I don't know, I've never been a parent before! I've not even read all books on that. Though, I have to disagree with most of what that Doctor Spock spouts out. What a utter bollocks. Well, you had...your own problems. And she was getting better, even if it was slowly.
*blink* You...lost me. But you're happy? Uhm. But you think Lindsey and I would be awful? I-I- Can I get those Friends DVD's on this ABey, you think? I've always wondered what happened to Chandler.
*shrugs* Well that figures, I guess. Less brooding with Spike - though how that worked, I'll never know.
*innocent look* What?
Hey, I've never been a parent either. Unless you count Jasmine and I wasn't exactly around to see her whole let's-make-the-world-insanely-happy-by-robbing-them-of-their-free-will crap. Have I mentioned that I'm glad that you guys kicked her ass?
Not that I'll do that with Marilee and Alicia. Kicking their ass I mean. Besides, those parental help books really are a load of hooey. We're doing just fine, Wes. They're polite, they're not evil... It's quite an achievement if you ask me. Which--You sorta did.
*groans softly* I'm happy, Wes. Really. I look at you guys and it makes me think that every guy I'm gonna meet won't wanna knock me up with demon spawn and then I think I don't want-- *pauses* Don't get the DVD's, okay? Joey doesn't. Love Monica, I mean. He just wants what they have. Or had. Or--Something.
I guess I'm just saying - in a way roundabout and weird kind of way - that sometimes my being happy for you guys kinda feels like... Like maybe it's not just happiness, I guess.
That look never worked with me, my dear.
Jasmine doesn't count. And I'm very glad we kicked her arse as well. Even though I wasn't at first.
Of course not!
Though I may do so with any boys that come ringing the doorbel. Or girls Those books are? But... ::Looks sadly at books:: I just can't help but worry.
Not every chap will do so, Cordelia. And if they do, *I* will kick some arse to begin with! No DVDS? Uh, you're rather confusing. Are you sure I didn't give you the flu? ::Worries::
You're just saying. Oh. Oh! Are you saying what I think you're saying? Cordelia, you and I we need to have a talk. I mean it. When you get home, we need to have a talk.
What look? I wasn't doing a look!
I guess the world really was a nicer place back then, huh? Not like I'd have known. What with--Well, you know. You were there.
You do realise that they ARE gonna date, right? 'Cause... Sorry, Wes, but they're pretty damn cute now. Did you hear me when I said we were doing fine? Seriously, not even those books could prepare a parent for what we have to face telling them. We do okay.
Nope, no flu. Just--Me trying to be honest and sucking at it. You really don't need the DVD's - they'd just confuse you even more.
I'm just saying... Talk? We need to... Nooo. Talk bad. Talk very, very bad, Wes. Talking means admitting things and it was hard enough just hinting at it here.
*That* look. You're trying it again, only a different variation. Again, not buying it. ::Smile::
I remember peace and tranquility and come to think of it now, a lot of boredom. No free will at all. It wasn't living, it was just existing.
They don't have to! They can become...nun's. We'll just have to keep Angel away at all times. Shouldn't be hard, he's not coming around now either We may be doing okay at the moment, though I wouldn't know since I was sick. But what if they hit puberty? Good lord. Perish the thought.
So you *were* being honest. You didn't suck, you were just beating around the bush.
I still may get those DVD's. I want to know what happened to that Chandler chap. You do know that you can tell me anything, right?
If you can hint at it here, Cordelia, then we need to talk. I've never known you to shy away from a talk, especially not one with me. We *need* to talk, seriously and rather soon.
*sigh* I guess trying it when you know me better than anyone is pretty stupid, huh? *smile*
I guess I'm sorta glad to hear that. That it wasn't all that and then some. It's still sorta weird to talk about - that whole giving birth to a full grown woman thing. *shakes head*
They are NOT becoming nuns. And Angel has his own problems. Like being less than four feet tall for a start. I should really call him and see how that's working out. *sly grin* What do you mean 'if'? Wes, they ARE gonna hit puberty! Geez.
// Locked to Wesley //
Yes, I was being... Honest. As honest as I can be while I'm this confused, anyway. Why can't this stuff be clear cut a-and like, straight or something? It'd make life so much easier.
I'll get you those DVD's. Way to hint, Wes. *grin* And yeah, I know that. I've always known that, just-- Saying to your best friend that you may be falling for both the guy he's falling for and him is pretty, y'know, out there. As in way out in left field out there. I didn't expect this!
Okay. We need to talk. No shying. Lindsey too at some point... When we've, uh, talked. // Unlock //
How about home schooling? We could do homeschooling? Well, I could've helped with the 'four feet tall problem'. Before I got sick I mean. I *am* the researcher and translator here. But did they want my help? No. Yes, that stung, there you have it. And now he's made Lindsey his hero too. He's *not* getting Lindsey They are aren't they? Frightening thought.
//Locked to Cordy//
If it were, then life would be simple. And life is *never* simple, no matter how much we'd like it to be.
I wasn't... okay, thank you. You're falling for Lin-- And for...? Oh. It is quite something to actually hear - I mean read - that. I'm sure you didn't expect this. I for one never expected to fall for Lindsey of all people.
We must talk. Just try to have fun shopping, we'll talk when you get home. I'll be...where I'll be. In bed.
Not brooding or worrying.
Real awkward. As in 'let's never talk about this again unless we want more therapy' awkward.
Home schooling? Y'know, part of the fun of growing up is school. Parties, socialising... Boys! You keep telling me that not all of them want to impregnate you with their evil seed. I'm sure when the kids get there some brainiac'll have come up with anti-demon sperm or--I'm not making you feel any better about this, am I? As for Angel--I guess maybe he just liked being a kid more than he let on. Yup. Way frightening. But gonna happen - just remember that, okay?
// Locked to Wes //
We're like walking advertisements for the life not being simple thing, aren't we? *shakes head* I just think--The more I say about this in person the better, I guess. Not that it makes any sense to me.
I'll be home soon, okay?
// Unlock //