Dec 17, 2004 20:56
Bael is dead. Connor and Rhia took him out last night with almost no problem. Rhia was injured slightly, but she said it was nothing more than a flesh wound. I'd had some time to think while they were out fighting Bael and Oz and Captain Holtz were watching over Tara and Willow...I figured out what I could do to snap myself out of this depression.
So, I called Cordelia and asked her about throwing a party for the foster kids who normally wouldn't get a Christmas. We talked for a bit and we agreed to split the phones calls to the set. She'd call Danny and I'd call Mike. While I was on the phone with Mike, Cordelia beeped in and said Danny not only said yes, he offered us a big check to do the shopping, the services of the set's caterer and Mike as Santa Clause. When I flipped back over to Mike and told him what Danny said, he agreed to be Santa if for no other reason than to keep Danny from warping the kids if he put on the suit.
Mike and Brooke and Mike's kids are going to do some shopping for the party and Taylor and I will join Cordelia to do some shopping. Rhia offered a serious amount of cash to go towards clothes and toys for the kids too. It's going to be a lot of fun to shop and decorate for the kids.
Cordy swore we could use the Hyperion, that Angel wouldn't dare say no, so I've been working with Taylor on a list of things we should pick up. I called over to the head of our district's foster home organization and pitched the idea. Mrs. Lawrence was thrilled and said she would fax over a list of the kids who would be in attendance.