{"id":3101,"date":"2015-06-29T21:20:37","date_gmt":"2015-06-29T20:20:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=3101"},"modified":"2015-06-29T21:40:57","modified_gmt":"2015-06-29T20:40:57","slug":"that-dating-thing-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/06\/29\/that-dating-thing-1\/","title":{"rendered":"That Dating Thing. 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

Title: That Dating Thing<\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Ficbitch82
\nPosted here: <\/b>
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\nRating: <\/b>R – Warning: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK – DEALS WITH NAKED ANGEL…
\nCategory: <\/b>
\nContent: <\/b>C\/?, W\/F and eventually C\/A (I won’t be bashing the ? Character!)
\nSummary: <\/b>Cordelia has a date with *someone*… Angel’s not pleased…
\nSpoilers: <\/b>Heartthrob – set a couple of weeks after but That Vision Thing hasn’t happened yet! Rating:
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>
\nNotes: <\/b>
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b>To all the people who give me feedback – you guys, rock<\/b>!!!
\nFeedback:<\/b>Love it, need it, crave it… “It’s like a Sickness…<\/p>\n

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In retrospect, his mistake was standing outside of Fred’s room while Cordelia helped her get dressed for her date with Wesley last night. In retrospect, vampire hearing sucked. In fact – he’d say Vampire Hearing was the worst thing ever to be invented.<\/p>\n

If he couldn’t hear so good, he wouldn’t have heard what he did. If he couldn’t hear so good, he wouldn’t be sitting here nursing a *blinding* hangover. A major misconception over vampires was that they couldn’t and didn’t get hangovers. Wrong!<\/p>\n

Ow, even thinking hurt. Well, thinking vehemently anyway. Thinking normal just caused a dull throb that raged throughout his whole body…<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Yesterday, 6.30pm – Inside and Out of Fred’s bedroom<\/p>\n

“Fred! Keep still!” Laughed Cordelia, pulling the comb through Fred’s hair gently.<\/p>\n

“I’m sorry, I’m just so nervous! I mean, I’ve never been on a date in five years. Everyone just thought I was a cow in Pylea and dating wasn’t allowed, now it is and I’m all nervous. What if I make a fool out of myself? Do they serve taco’s?”<\/p>\n

Cordelia smiled, “Fred, breathe…”<\/p>\n

“How do you *do* this?” Asked Fred, nervously. “I mean, how do you date<\/i>?”<\/p>\n

“Simple.” Said Cordelia, piling Fred’s hair on top of her head, “I don’t.”<\/p>\n

Fred shook her head, “But what about that guy?”<\/p>\n

Strolling past, book in hand, Angel stopped, his eyes wide. Guy? What guy?!<\/i><\/p>\n

Cordelia blushed, “Uhm… There’s no guy.”<\/p>\n

“Liar!” Said Fred, “You came in this morning with a smile that almost split your head open! Who was he?”<\/p>\n

Okay, so maybe she did seem rather happy this morning but… Cordelia’s smile was always wide, bright. An old song popped into Angel’s head and it was his turn to smile…<\/i><\/p>\n

You are the sunshine of my life…<\/p>\n

Oh yeah.<\/p>\n

“I met him a few days ago.” Said Cordelia softly, “He’s sweet.”<\/p>\n

“So, are you going on a date then?”<\/p>\n

“Uhm… I dunno… He’s asked me, but…”<\/p>\n

“But what?”<\/p>\n

Cordelia sighed, “It’s just… That vision thing.” She said quietly, “I mean, what if I have a vision right when the salad or the main course arrives? I’ll be picking noodles out of my hair for a week!”<\/p>\n

Fred sighed, “Cordelia, you can’t live your life afraid of a vision… If you did that, you’d never go out. And besides, the statistical impossibility of you having a vision is probably one in a…”<\/p>\n

“Fred, stop with the numbers!” Said Cordelia, smiling slightly.<\/p>\n

“Oh, sorry, numbers make sense to me!” Said Fred, shaking her head. “Ooh, they might serve pie tonight, get it? Pie… 3.14234…”<\/p>\n

“FRED!” Cordelia laughed, “I get what you mean by pie but… Stop with the nervousness…”<\/p>\n

“You’re one to talk!”<\/p>\n

“Nervous, me? I’m not nervous!”<\/p>\n

“Yeah you are.” Retorted Fred, “Why haven’t you told Angel about that dating thing?”<\/p>\n

Cordelia sighed, “Because…”<\/p>\n

“Because he’ll get jealous and brood a lot?”<\/p>\n

Cordelia started to laugh, “Yeah, Angel jealous of me? Pffft!”<\/p>\n

I don’t get jealous! Or brood any more! Cordy’s just… Well, if she’s going on a date I only wanna know who with… Where he lives… What car he drives… If he’s got any convictions… She’s my friend, I’m just… Looking out for her.<\/i> (Even Angel could hear the PFFFT of Cordelia in his head at this point.<\/p>\n

“He is *so* jealous! You even look at another guy and Angel growls.”<\/p>\n

“Since when?”<\/p>\n

“When you were looking at that male model in that magazine that time? You said some guy was hot, Angel growled!”<\/p>\n

“He did not!”<\/p>\n

“He did too! He growled!”<\/p>\n

I didn’t growl! I coughed! I… I coughed and it sounded like a growl… Or maybe I purred, I was feeling kinda funny then… Maybe growly. Maybe I growled…<\/i><\/p>\n

Cordelia laughed, “There ya go… Ready!” She said, adding the finishing touches to Fred’s hair and (rather appropriately) bringing a close to this awkward conversation.<\/p>\n

Fred smiled, nervously, “Okay, I’m ready… With half an hour to spare but… I’m ready…”<\/p>\n

Cordelia looked at Fred, “You look great.” She said honestly.<\/p>\n

“Thanks… You picked out this dress for me, you’ve got great taste in stuff like this…”<\/p>\n

“Duh…” Laughed Cordelia. “Okay, am I done here?”<\/p>\n

Fred nodded, “Yup, done. Oh, Cordelia?”<\/p>\n

“Yeah…”<\/p>\n

“Does this guy have a name?”<\/p>\n

“Yeah… He’s called Riley. Riley Finn.”<\/p>\n

Angel growled. Not a purr… Or even a weird mood. He damned well growled.<\/i><\/p>\n

Cordelia popped her head out of the door, “Angel?”<\/p>\n

Damn!<\/i><\/p>\n

Part 2<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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