SUMMARY: Buffy and Angel shop and go to a party. I love Scooby Gang parties!!!!!
SPOILER: Minor S4
DISTRIBUTION: Sandee, of course - My site - - Crystal and Butterfly if they want it - A Soul's Redemption - Anyone else - sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =)
FEEDBACK: Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it. =P
RATING: TV-PG
DISCLAIMER: Joss the ass owns the characters. I hate him. For Amazon - it was her challenge. Sorry about how I did the song, I didn't know the lyrics.

"Ugh!" Buffy said when she came out of the dressing room. "Why didn't you tell me these things were so binding?"

Angel smirked at her in her new leather pants. "I guess I didn't realize, being me."

She walked over to the mirror and he followed her, standing beside her and creating no reflection.

"How can you stand that?" Buffy asked him.

He shrugged. "You get used to it."

"Well, I like yours better than mine." she ran a hand down his chest and cupped his butt, not caring if anyone in the store saw. "I think black is your color."

"It is." he confirmed. "I don't know if purple is yours though. Try the red ones one."

"Not--"

"With the halter." he added with a smirk. Buffy made a face and went into the dressing room again. Angel sat back down and waited, ignoring the sales girl who walked past him singing Hotel California at the top of her lungs.

"Okay, I'm not coming out." she announced.

He walked over to the door and sighed. "Why not?"

"I look like a hooker."

"Even better."

"ANGEL!"

He laughed. "I'm kidding. Let me see, please?"

Buffy sighed and opened the door, letting Angel see her. He beamed. "We'll take it."

"I knew you would say that." she shut the door and immediately began changing into her own clothes. "Why are we wearing these again?"

"I thought we wanted to fake Faith out at her party next week."

Buffy let out an annoyed noise. "You and your damn obsession with being Angelus around her."

"Come on, Buffy. What's the use of having an evil alter ego if he can't come out and play?"

Buffy made another noise that caused Angel to laugh. "You are *so* gonna get it."

"I have to sleep on the couch again?" he guessed.

She opened the door and thrust the leather at him. "No. You have to take me to Contempo and buy me something pretty. *Lots* of somethings that are pretty."

"Okay, I will." Angel promised.

"We'd better go get Giles his Play-Doh before I forget."

"PLAY-DOH!?!?!?!?!!?" Angel demanded.

"Don't ask."

*****

Not surprisingly, Spike was chasing Willow around Giles' apartment when Buffy and Angel arrived. Since they'd let him join the Scooby Gang, it had been hard training the vampire not to eat people. He'd stopped feeding all together on women and children and now was down to eating only sleazy men and Internet pervs.

Xander and Giles were at the stove, arguing about garlic. Anya sat on one of the bar stools reading a Harlequin novel that had several bookmarks in it. Buffy smirked, feeling for poor Xander.

"I got your Play-Doh," Buffy set the bag on the floor. "What's the what?"

"Spike wants to turn me!" Willow said as she flew up the stairs and he followed her, both of them giggling.

Xander shrugged before declaring, "Mozel Tov!"

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