SUMMARY: Buffy and the gang hang out and play games when stranded during an Earthquake.
SPOILER: Mild stuff you've seen
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"Well?" Buffy asked enthusiastically.

"No luck," Xander said. "None of the windows will open."

"To protect us from suicide attempts?" Oz suggested.

"The doors are all locked as well," Giles said after several attempts to break down the library doors failed him. "I'm afraid we're stuck." "Why?" Anya asked.

"Why are we stuck?" Giles questioned.

"Why are we stuck with *you*?" Cordelia glared at her. "You're very annoying."

Anya rolled her eyes. "Why are the doors locked? And Cordelia, the feeling is mutual."

"I wish we had a TV here," Buffy mused.

"Why? Are you missing the new Britney Spears video?" Angel asked, disgusted.

"No, Real World," Anya said.

"Colin," Cordelia said dizzily.

"Talk about a hottie," Anya agreed.

"Who are you guys talking about?" Willow asked.

"You don't get MTV with your cable, do you?" Buffy asked. Willow shook her head.

"You're so deprived," Cordelia said seriously.

"I hope they rerun the one where he danced naked," Anya said, picturing it in her mind. "I should get it on tape?"

"Wanna play a game?" Xander asked, looking for a change of subject.

"Sure," Angel said dryly. "We'll play Count the Library Books or we could race each other to see who can alphabetize a card catalogue quicker."

"Ooh!" Willow exclaimed.

"Animal noises?" Xander guessed. "How lame."

"Ooh!" Willow repeated.

"It's a shrimp!" Xander yelled.

"No!" Willow reached into her bag and pulled out a boxed calendar. "A-ha!"

"A calendar?" Anya asked. "Talk about lame."

Buffy scooted as far away from Angel as possible. "What are we gonna do, count the days of the year?"

"It's got trivia," Oz said, flipping through it. "Good trivia."

"Lets play for money!" Anya jumped to her feet.

"Since when do demons draw Social Security?" Cordelia asked.

"We're not playing for money," Xander said. "Anya, Willow, Cordelia, you're with me. Oz, Buffy, Angel and Giles you're our opponents."

"I never said I was playing," Giles spoke up.

"And I'm not playing with him," Buffy glared across the table at Angel.

"WHAT is your problem?" he demanded.

"Oh, all of you, SHUT UP!" Cordelia shouted, standing up and putting her hands on her Chanel-clad hips. "Giles, you thought you could open the doors--you can't, so you're as stuck as the rest of us are. Though now that I think about it, Angel probably could've knocked the doors down if he'd tried.

"Anyways, Giles, you have to play, but I'm glad you're not on my team." she smiled. "Buffy. Get OVER yourself! It was your idea for Angel to play around with Faith, remember? You should've learned to deal with the consequences of your actions by now.

"Angel," she cleared her throat and continued. "You are the biggest pain in the ass sometimes. I know you and Faith didn't do anything, but Buffy doesn't believe that you didn't do anything and you are the only person who can convince her of that."

Cordelia sat down and smiled. "Let's play."

"Wait, we need rules," Anya said.

"Anyone can answer the question, team members alternate asking the questions, one point for each question, no penalties for wrong answers," Cordy smiled again. "Who goes first?"

"I'll start," Willow randomly flipped to a page and asked, "True or false: On the day MTV premiered, it wasn't available in New York City."

"False," Angel answered automatically.

"Are you quite sure?" Giles asked.

"Of course. MTV is set in New York, they have to be broadcasting in their home city."

"EH!" Xander made a sound like a buzzer. "Wrong!"

"How is that wrong?" Angel asked.

"Because the Network really wasn't available in New York when it premiered," Anya said proudly. "Our turn."

Willow tossed Oz the book and he picked out a page.

Then he snickered. "This is hard. What singer's backup band is The Heartbreakers?"

"Tom Petty," Anya smiled proudly. "I love one of his songs."

"'Don't Come Around Here No More'?" Willow guessed, smirking.

"'Free Falling'?" Cordy asked immediately.

"'Mary Jane's Last Dance'," Anya said and both girls cracked up for no apparent reason. Xander accepted the calendar from Oz and Buffy, albeit reluctantly, began keeping score.

"Saul Hudson is the real name of what Guns & Roses singer?" he asked.

"Guns & Roses?" Giles asked. "Good Lord, the music you people listen to," he shook his head.

"I know the answer," Xander said.

"That's because you're holding the calendar," Buffy rolled her eyes.

"You aren't gonna guess?" Angel asked Oz.

"I don't have to guess. I know."

"Who is it?" Buffy demanded.

"Slash."

"Slash?" Giles made a face. "This makes me long for the good classical sounds of England."

"Elton John and KiKi Dee," Buffy said. "How lovely."

"Sounds like the music my mom listens to," Cordy said disgustedly.

"Moving on," Buffy took the calendar and found her birthday.

"Ugh," she muttered. "Axl Rose grew up in Lafayette, IL with what other band member?"

She exchanged a look with everyone else. Finally, Willow guessed, "Bono?"

"That's U2," Giles said. "Even I know that."

"We suck," Xander muttered, and Cordelia nodded miserably.

*****

After two hours, Buffy's team was winning, sixty-one to four. Xander incorrectly answered a question about Madonna and then his stomach growled.

"Shut up!" Cordy snapped.

"We could bust the glass," Xander suggested. "Crawl through and go for help."

"You won't fit," Cordy said, laughing. "I'm the only one of us who would, and I'm not gonna risk messing up my new dress to do so."

"You cannot and will not break that window," Giles said firmly. "It's school property."

"We could just blame it all on the Earthquake," Willow suggested.

"Willow," Buffy glared at her best friend.

"What? I'm hungry, too. I'm craving Twixy goodness."

"Let's break," Oz said.

Despite the lack of other things to do, the calendar was tossed away and Buffy did a victory dance. She caught her foot on a chair leg and fell into Angel's lap.

"Boo," he smiled.

"Good catch," Anya complimented him.

"I could've caught myself," Buffy scrambled to her feet.

"Think we'll ever get outta here?" Anya asked. "I need to be out of here to pick up my shoes tomorrow."

"What shoes?" Willow asked, just to be nice.

"I had four inches of platform put on these beaded thongs. They're really--"

"No one cares," Cordy said.

"I'm hungry!" Xander whined. "I'm really, really hungry."

"Angel, break the door down," Buffy ordered.

"But--"

"Don't but me," Buffy said flatly. Giles backed away, knowing from her tone that his Slayer meant business. He shrugged--if the school fired him, he'd let the Council pay him to do sit on his ass and watch Buffy workout every day. It was a nice dream if nothing else.

"I want those doors down and now." Buffy stared at Angel, waiting for him to move.

Angel looked at Giles.

"Do it, good man, do it!" Giles encouraged.

Xander and Oz roared with laughter at Giles and his choice of words. Angel charged and took down the doors.

An alarm sounded.

Everyone ran for the doors.

Everyone except for Buffy and Angel. The Slayer grabbed her Angel and kissed him madly the minute the doors were down. She threw her legs around his waist and they swung around the room 'till they somehow wound up on the couch in Giles' office.

"So you forgive me?" Angel asked.

Buffy began ripping off his shirt. "We'll talk."

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