Gym, Tuesday morning

[demonbelthazor]

One might say that Bel was full of aggression this morning by the way he was viciously attacking the punching bag. Phoebe hadn't come back to the room that night after their...was it even a fight? After she'd run out of the room because he wouldn't talk to her about the weird feelings she was picking up from him. He wasn't surprised she hadn't

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[oatmanspatient]

Marty headed into the gym, raising an eyebrow at Belthazor beating the crap out of the punching bag. He gave Bel a curt nod as he started stretching out.

"Bad day?"

[demonbelthazor]

"You could say that," Bel grumbled, giving the bag a firm kick.

[oatmanspatient]

"What did the bag do to you?" Marty said with a small smirk.

[demonbelthazor]

"It's blue," Bel said, shrugging. Seemed as good a reason as any.

[oatmanspatient]

"I see," Marty said grateful he wasn't wearing anything blue today. "And is it just blue that's bugging you or all the color variations that involve blue?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Just this particular shade," Bel said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to go rampaging through the school attacking any blue squad cheerleaders unfortunate enough to wear their uniforms today."

[oatmanspatient]

"Uh-huh," Marty replied looking somewhat pensive. "So do you want to do the thing where as guys we totally avoid the topic that's really bothering someone and just talk Sports or should we crack open a wine spritzer and reveal our feelings and analyze them in excruiating detail?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Had a fight with Phoebe," Bel said gruffly, as if that should explain everything.

[oatmanspatient]

"I'm not going to have to force you to sing again, am I?" Marty asked vaguely remembering something like that happening. Stupid Swiss Cheese Memory.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel shook his head. "No, no singing. Hopefully we'll just kiss and make-up and all this will be behind us." Maybe it was wishful thinking on his part.

[oatmanspatient]

"Good. Because I think there's a good reason why I don't remember you singing," Marty replied with a slight frown.

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm not that bad!" Bel protested. "I'm not Angel."

[oatmanspatient]

"Nobody's that bad," Marty said with a shiver. "I have to leave the room whenever someone plays a Manilow song."