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[_brad_]

Brad do this. Brad do that. Brad I need ya to do a job. Brad just lay still and let me kick your fucking balls blue! I swear, the bossman is even more demanding then a girl. Hell, he acts lika girl all the time. Letting me do the dirty job. Can't let his pretty hooves get all dirty now, can we? Oh no, hell forbid. Satan, whata wimp. Instead he

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[_bailey_girl_]

Like, Oh my satan! Finally! We got something to like get rid of this fucking boredom! I was totally about to climb the walls. Seriously now. Already like ate one of the minor minions. Which sucked, I should like totally add. I'm *so* going to file a complaint with toasty. Like seriously.

'Course the big grinch takes all the fun away. Fucking sucktard.

I made a face at him and stuck my tongue out. "No fucking way," I scowled at him. Which was like so totally bad for my wrinkles. If I would like get those that is. Still... matter of principle dammit! Hell, I could totally pretend and stuff.

"I wanna have a little fun with the little girl first," I pouted. Crossing my arms over my exceptional boobs, I glared at him. "I'll tell daddy when ya aint gonna let me have fun." So there. Hah!

[_brad_]

Fuck.

Do I really have to take that bitch with me? What the hell was the bossman thinking when he send her along with me? Satan. Probably gots himself some broad stashed away to boink around with. And he don't want her to see. She be likely to stuff one of her stiletto's in his eyes.

Not that it mattered. I mean, what's a nother fucking scar on that there face. Ugly mug of his. Kinda have to wonder how he became the bossman anyway. Not like he gots this overpowering personality either. I can take him. Easily. I'm just waitin' my chances. That be all. Yeah.

"You can tell...'daddy'...all you want, you dimwit. Bossman wants the Slayer, we'll get him the Slayer. I aint want not trouble when we do that. Got it?!" I gave her a stern look, which totally didn't register. Too busy pouting. Satan.

Sighing, I gots into the car and was half tempted to just drive off without her. She'd fine a way to follow though. And then I'd really be in trouble. I wasn't like kidding when I said she'd poke yer eyes out "Bailey, get a fuckin' move on!"

[_bailey_girl_]

Like, hello? Did he just call me a dimwit? No fucking clue what that is. But it *so* aint sounding good! Glaring at him, I got into the car and sneered. "Watch what your saying demon boy," I growled, letting a bit of my demon slip out. "I aint needing daddy for everything y'know."

Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes. Guy was like totally lucky I was in such a good mood. I mean, not ever day you get a chance to get a piece of slayer ass! Dude! And from the piccies I seen? She got some fine ass and other things. Tasty! Like seriously. But I aint telling him that, or he'll want a piece of his own. No fucking way.

"Well?" I raised an eyebrow and tapped a sharp nail and the, I mean *the* most ugliest dashboard I ever seen. Brad glared at me and the hit the gas. I let out a loud squeal as he raced off with screeching tires. Oh man, dude really knew how to like drive!

Alright!

[_brad_]

Oh my Satan. How long can it take for one gal to get into the damn car! No, she has to flounce around for half a decade first, makin' sure the men see her and then glide into the car. Sighing, I drummed my fingers...claws...fingers, on the steering-wheel and the moment she sat her fine ass down I hit the gas

[wickedslayer]

Listening to Angel and Wes got kinda boring for awhile. Only reason I was eavesdropping in the first place was because the last thing I wanted was for Angel to lose his shit again and take it out on Wes. Wesley got really cranky when someone smacked him around, trust me I'd know. Really? I was just kinda hopin' that I'd done all the Angel smackin' around that I was gonna need to do tonight. I was still listenin' to 'em but I'd found my way out into the backyard. Wes had invited Angel in and it was gettin' a little too crowded in that house for my tastes. So I ended up leanin' against a tree, puffin' away on a cigarette. Cigarettes. Man, I missed those while I was in Limbo

[_bailey_girl_]

Huh. Okay, What's with the touching? She aint suppose to touch me, I'm suppose to touch her like totally! Satan, I so hate people who dunno the rules! And that glance? So not of the good. Maybe Brad had like a point with the knocking out.

But hey, when did I evah listen to Bradi boy? Like no way!

"Thanks," I smiled at her, lighting up my smoke. Man, I was so totally dying for one. Inhaling deeply, I let it go down my lungs and closed my eyes for a sec.

Okay, I need heavier stuff. What is this shit? I glared down at the package for a moment wondering like what the hell I gots in me hands here. Way to light! Geeze.

"What?" I looked up at her innocently, smiling serenely. "Course I do! It's like totally fun. 'Sides, I tried the other backyards and there aint was no one out there with a lighter looking all with the cute." Nodding at that, I shifted a little, returning her smug look.

Like hey, two can so play that game.

I think.

[_brad_]

Oh fuck it.

She's going to screw this up aint she? That Slayer girl so knows what's the not. And that something aint right here, I can see that on the pretty face. Sure is a pretty face aint it?

Okay, we can deal with that later. For now I just need to keep an eye on Bails and her fucked up methods of gettin' our captive. Prisoner. Hostage. Whatever.

What is the bossman gonna do with her anyway? Why we don't kill her right now? No, he has to get a new plaything of course. Got tired of Bailey already did he? Gotta make sure to be in the same room when she finds out. That should be amusing!

Selfish bastard.

Rolling me eyes, I watched the scene unfold before me. Just waitin' for it to blow up in the bimbo's face. She's so askin' for it. Stupid moron. Do you have a light, how stupid can you get? No, really, how stupid?

[wickedslayer]

My smirk grew wider because as far as seduction goes? This hot little blonde was just lacking for real. Kinda hard to tell someone their cute when they already know, kinda hard to fall for an idiot. What was the game anyway? She knew I was the slayer, they always did. Pretty rare that I ever found someone who really just had no clue and by someone, I mean vampire

[wickedslayer]

She was screeching at me loud enough to give me a headache and just when I'd gotten annoyed enough to take a swing at her I heard something spring. A dart and I turned too slowly, realized too late and sealed my own fate. Suddenly there was a stinging pain in my arm as I met the gaze of some horned lookin' demon guy. Lookin' down I realized I had a dart stickin' outta my arm just as another one smacked me right in the neck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Squeezing my eyes shut I turned towards the back door of the house openin' my mouth to call for Wes or Angel or Connor or hell ANYBODY but no sound came out. Instead I sank to my knees as the two demons swapped barbs. With a groan I fell flat on my face on the grass and then nothin' but darkness

[_bailey_girl_]

Like hello? I was so not of the happy with Brad. He made me carry super chick! Kay, she was going to be my new toy like totally! Not caring what Toasty is gonna say, so *my* new toy. But she made me break a nail!

Bitch! Fucking bitch. Hmmm, now there's a thought.

Throwing her in the back of the car, I slumped in the front seat and like gave my nails a once over. I *liked* those nails dammit! Had to torture that manicure good before getting a color as deep red as this. Dude! And she has to go and ruin it! So getting her for that. And why is this car moving so fucking slow?

"Brad my boy, why aint--" Which was about as far as I got before new toy like seriously opened her big mouth. Ignored her for a while, but then turned around to look at her when she smashed the window. A giggle escaped me when I looked over at Brad.

"Ooooh, someone's gonna be pissed! And someone’s in t-r-e-o--...uh! Deep shit!" Oh! Fun! Fun!

[_brad_]

"What the fucking hell?" I stopped the car, hittin' the breaks, tires screeching. "My Car! You broke my window you bitch!" I glared at Bailey, letting out a small growl and showing her my teeth. "You had better caught that up you bimbo. That's *your* toy doing the fucking damage!"

Yeah, okay. So technically it wasn't my car, I stole it. I as in me and not we as in Bailey and I. My fucking car. I *owned* that car. I *love* this car! It was love at first sight. Probably cuz it was the only car in the street but who cared.

"You," I growl, turning in my seat and smacking the bound bitch a few times. "Shut yo face or I'll shut it for you! I done it once and I'll do it again!" Hard and a whole lot longer then last time. More painful too. What the fuck is she thinking? Not nice to damage other demons cars. Bitch.

Seething, I turn around in my seat, and resume driving. "Hope the Bossman got something special for ya planned, Slayer."

[notamistake]

I tried to turn away as the ugly lookin' demon who'd been drivin' turned around and smashed his fists into my face. Over and over as I tried to edge towards the back of the seat. Okay okay, I got it already! You're pissed that I busted up your car! What the fuck ever, like you didn't steal it anyway. Finally he turned back around in his seat as I spit a mouthful of blood all over his floor. Fucking prick. Untie me and we'll see whose hittin' who. Angrily I struggled against the ropes holding my hands together behind my back. Least I still had my feet free. Stupid fucking demons, didn't even know how to kidnap a slayer right. I mean, first off? You might wanna make sure she doesn't wake up on the ride home. Second? Tying her feet up might be helpful too. Not that I was about to tell them that