Jan 30, 2005 17:37
As if the singing, dancing, mortal embarrassment and bonus feature of people sponataneously combusting wasn't fun enough, Connor, Dylan and their team are in town. Turns out the powers decided to send Destiny a vision of Giles and me, possibly the rest of our friends, singing and dancing before one or more of us burst into flames. Oh, not that the powers gave her pictures. Why would she need pictures for a vision, especially one involving us possibly becoming human torches? That would be too easy, right?
We all met up last night and I thankfully managed not to sing to Dylan and Connor about the night none of us better mention or sing about ever. I'd say why couldn't Cordy have gotten the vision, but like having Angel here last time was of the good?
If it wasn't for the flamey consequences of keeping the emotions buried, I'd just duct tape everyone's mouths shut, but that is not an option.
After much discussion and some researching, we decided the best plan of attack was to team up in pairs and load up with the water guns (no holy water since Spike could be at risk) and watch each others backs. Though, Dylan is convinced they aren't at risk and we're the only ones in danger. Yeah, whatever, Angel broke out into song and dance, and you can not tell me the LA group aren't filled with fun repression thoughts of their apocalypse and the other things that happened to them in the past year.
We drew numbers to pair up. Thankfully I didn't get Connor or Dylan, but Dylan got Spike and Anya is with Connor. It's like fate is playing this gigantic cosmic joke on me. Hello, Buffy birthday over, you can cut the town a break now and tell me where the demon is so I can take it out and save on the human fire deaths, thanks.
I'm paired up with Rhia's cousin Alex. oh God. Please tell me he isn't from the succubus part of her family.