A Crazy Song On a Crazy Day

by Isa

SUMMARY: Super fluffy B/A fic There's nothing better is there?? Oh, the actual summary. Buffy has some things for Angel to pick up while he's out.
SPOILER: None
DISTRIBUTION: Sandee, of course - My site - - Crystal and Butterfly if they want it - A Soul's Redemption - Buffy & Angel Star Crossed Lovers - Anyone else - sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =)
RATING: TV-PG
DISCLAIMER: Save for Fiona and David, Stupidhead Joss owns da characters. I own da insanity. Ooh, and a new NSYNC tee shirt. =) The song is property of the B-52s.


"A love shack, is a little ole' place where we can get to-geth-ther-er-er," Buffy sang, horribly off-key. "Love shack, baby. A love shack baby! Love sha-a-ack! That's where it's at! Love sha-a-ack! That's where it's at!"

Angel peeked his head into his bedroom and smiled at his extremely pregnant and bedridden wife. "Can I get you anything?" he asked sweetly.

"You're trying to shut me up?" she guessed. "'Cause the baby loves this song."

Angel smirked. "It wasn't me. Fiona just asked if Mommy was going to sing the 'crazy song' all day long." he shrugged.

"She just might. You taking her to her lesson?"

He nodded. "I bought her a new can of tennis balls last night and she's ecstatic."

"Great. David's asleep?"

"Like a log. He should stay in bed the entire time we're gone, and just in case I gave Cordelia the baby monitor."

"Uh, Angel? I don't want to sound like a terrible mother, but I'd rather have my son crying than let Cordelia take responsibility for him."

He laughed, then glanced down the hall. "No, Fiona, you can't wear your Elmo slippers to your lesson."

"Can I wear 'em in da car?" Buffy heard her tiny voice ask.

"I suppose," Angel relented.

The child squealed and ran down the hall.

"Sure you don't want anything?" Angel asked.

"A nice, long soak in the hot tub, since you asked." she smirked. "But I'll settle for whatever's left of the cookie dough-mint-fudge-chip ice cream."

"It's gone."

"Angel!"

"I had a craving last night. I'll bring some home." he promised.

"And some magazines, and lemonade and buttered popcorn Jelly Bellys, and we need milk."

"All right," he scrawled it quickly on the notepad she kept by the bed and ripped the sheet off. "Anything else?"

"Yeah, if Fiona asks, buy her another Furby."

"Buffy, she already has eleven of them."

"I know, but I finished grading all her papers last night and she got straight As again."

"That's great," Angel smiled. "Think this Furby'll speak Gaelic?"

"I seriously doubt it."

"I love you," he said as he turned to leave.

"Love you too."

A few minutes passed, and when Buffy heard them open the door to leave, she shouted, "Don't forget my ice cream!"

The End

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