Tag to Spike, Oz, Mike... pretty much whoever's chilling at the Blue Moon after the whole Sex fiasco
Michael did the mojo and Andy pretty much went back to his normal, sexually ambiguous self. I knew somethin' freaky had to be going on for him to screwing around like a hamster. And in my bed, no less. That kid was seriously gonna pay. I've got no prob with him doing the nasty 24/7 if he likes, I've had some episodes myself and it's a killer way to pass the time, but I prefer him to keep his chicks outta my sheets. He does have a bed of his own, after all.
Whatever. He's going to be cleaning for the next month. Whoever ran out after saying a bunch of crap about love. Wasn't my business, but a girl gets curious. Kinda weird. But I decided to leave it to Andy from then on. Or let him crash. He's been playing the jackrabbit for a while now.
Took the stairs two at a time, and brought the rest of the peep show with me. Hopping up onto the counter, I swung my legs over the edge. Store wouldn't be opening for another coupla hours and I wasn't tired yet. I'd probably just crash when Andy and Mike started dealing with the customers and wake up for my afternoon shift. Funny thing 'bout Slayers is we don't need a ton of sleep to get by.
I took a look around. Either Oz is still in shock that Captain Kirk's not a complete queen or he's just bein' his stoic self. Spike seems to be settlin' back into his surly state. Spike. Oh shit, I forgot 'bout that. Meant to give him the old "I'm sorry" speech. I'm not really that sorry, though.
"Hey Blondie. Sorry about not pickin' you up earlier. Got distracted with patrolling with the Oz-man, diners and the whatnot." Turned to Michael. "Oz is gonna be workin' here from now on. He kinda got fired thanks to a few vamps crashing the place." Might've been my fault. Eh, he didn't seem mad. It was hard to tell with him, though.
Whatever. He's going to be cleaning for the next month. Whoever ran out after saying a bunch of crap about love. Wasn't my business, but a girl gets curious. Kinda weird. But I decided to leave it to Andy from then on. Or let him crash. He's been playing the jackrabbit for a while now.
Took the stairs two at a time, and brought the rest of the peep show with me. Hopping up onto the counter, I swung my legs over the edge. Store wouldn't be opening for another coupla hours and I wasn't tired yet. I'd probably just crash when Andy and Mike started dealing with the customers and wake up for my afternoon shift. Funny thing 'bout Slayers is we don't need a ton of sleep to get by.
I took a look around. Either Oz is still in shock that Captain Kirk's not a complete queen or he's just bein' his stoic self. Spike seems to be settlin' back into his surly state. Spike. Oh shit, I forgot 'bout that. Meant to give him the old "I'm sorry" speech. I'm not really that sorry, though.
"Hey Blondie. Sorry about not pickin' you up earlier. Got distracted with patrolling with the Oz-man, diners and the whatnot." Turned to Michael. "Oz is gonna be workin' here from now on. He kinda got fired thanks to a few vamps crashing the place." Might've been my fault. Eh, he didn't seem mad. It was hard to tell with him, though.