Rating: Same as show, a bit of sexual innuendo but no details (Pretty much fluff)
Couples: Only B/A mentioned
Disclaimer: Everything, but Maddy and the baby currently in vitro are the property of Joss, WB and Fox and there is no money being made out this, they are simply being borrowed for some mindless fun.
Feedback: Please, I would be so grateful for opinions because I'm not sure if I should continue this
Dedication: To Cat, for convincing me to turn this into a fluff series, and to all the kind people who took the time to feedback me for Baby Mine. Big Hugs to you all.
Author's Note: I was inspired by Cass' challenge a few days ago, so decided to try my first challenge fic. I hope it's ok that I changed the illness- I hope you feel much much better. Also please note that this hasn't been beta'ed so please forgive any typo's. Thanks

"Daddy, Daddy wake up" Angel's first child complained as she launched herself onto her father.

"I guess this means your home," Angel grumbled from beneath the pillow "how was play group sweetie ?" he inquired cautiously, remembering the tears his daughter had shed after her first experience at her social interaction with others. She appeared to had moved on quickly now seeming to thrive on the interaction with other children who seemed to accept that she was stronger and faster than they were.

"It was good Daddy, I was invited to a party, a birthday party" she squealed thrusting a multicoloured invitation in his face, "Annabelle is five, Daddy, she a whole hand. and there's going to be a cake and candles and her mummy said that we all get to come dressed as fairies, even the boys." The mental image which this presented to the 250 year old vampire made his body shake with laughter, "Wow sweetie, even the boys huh, they'll love it I'm sure."

"Don't laugh Angel, when I spoke to Cat, Annabelle's mother she assured me that we, as in the parents are invited too. She thinks it's a good way for us all to get to know each other." Buffy informed him as she sat on the side of the bed.

"Yeah, Daddy, you get to come to, and mummy and have a party too." Maddy said bouncing up and down on the mattress

"Sounds like fun sweetie, we'll have to get you a costume, you'll be the prettiest fairy there" he promised his eyes adoring his daughter whilst his hands absently caressed the child growing within his beloved's womb.

"Not just her Angel, it's a costume party for all, that means we all have to dress up, even the adults"

"You mean"

"Yup baby even you will be a fairy for the night."

Later that Week

Buffy, hung up the phone as her eyes darted to her daughter playing in the yard she had been feeling slightly weird all week, ever since volunteering at Maddy's play group. She had put it down to overtiredness, what with being three months pregnant, coping with a four year old and trying to be a supportive wife, she expected to be overtired, but the headache, and body aches she had woken up with today confirmed her suspicion, she was sick. She hated being sick, and now it seemed she might have the Chicken Pocks. The call had been from the play group informing her that one of the children had been diagnosed with Chicken Pocks and to keep an eye on Maddy. But, miraculously Maddy had displayed no symptoms of being sick, she was as energetic as ever, no the only one showing any symptoms was her.

"Maddy, can you come inside please." as her daughter ran in, Buffy's mind whirled, was it ok to have the chicken pocks when you were pregnant, could it harm the baby? she needed to call Angel asap.

"sweetie, I need you to take your shirt off, Stuart one of the boys in your play group has gotten sick and I need to check if your ok."

Maddy, looked up at her with solemn eyes, "But I don't feel sick mummy" she argued, her voice muffled as she took off her tee-shirt, Buffy carefully inspected her daughter and could find no signs of bumps or reddness on her body. "Guess what I don't think you are either, but I think I might be, so I'm going to call Daddy, and then Auntie Willow so you can stay with her because I don't want you to catch the chicken pocks from me."

"what are chicken pops"

"Chicken Pocks, sweetie, is when your skin has little red bumps all over them and they're very itchy and you feel all yucky inside"

"Little red dots, like the one on your nose?"

Two phone calls later, Buffy had arranged for Willow to take Maddy while Buffy was sick and was Angel on his way home to take care of his sick bride. Once he had arrived home Buffy had announced that she felt feral and predicted that before that night was through she was "going to die and rot in a bed of worms." One touch to her brow highlighted that she was indeed running a fever, so he carried her to the bedroom where proceeded to undress her.

"Baby, you're covered head to toe, in bumps" he laughed "I could play join the dots on you"

"Oh so not funny, her am I feeling all crappy and itchy and you decide to be a comedian. Just what I bloody well need"

"Sorry sweetheart, you just look cute. Now you just rest, while I make sure that Maddy's all packed"

Buffy was awoken from her fitful sleep by her daughter standing by the side of the bed, "Aunty Willow's here and were going to stay at her house til the chicken pops are all gone away. She said she even come to Annabelle's party if your still all bumpy."

"Of course she will, your going to have such a great time" then remembering Angel's tactless comment regarding her illness she continued "Yep even, if I can't go to the party I promise to send Daddy" with an evil grin.

"Cool, I thought I'd leave you Henrietta, while your sick. She takes good care of people" Her daughter placed the hideous looking creature next to Buffy's head, where the Furby opened it's demented eyes to scan the new room.

"Oh sweetie you shouldn't really, take him with you, I mean won't you be lonely without her?" Buffy pleaded

"No mummy, he will take care of you" Maddy called as she skipped out of the room

"Ohhhhh, me like" Henrietta drawled as Buffy covered her head with the pillow muttering "kill me now."

TWO DAYS LATER

Angel had decided that he must have gained unlimited patience along with immortal life when he was changed and this patience was definitely being challenged. Buffy was hardly ever sick he reminded himself, a fact which he would be eternally grateful for because she would have to be the worst patient it was ever his misfortune to meet. She had abused him, when he told her that she still looked beautiful even all spotty. Cried as he covered her hands in cotton mittens so she couldn't scratch and then reverted to physical violence when he had scolded her for shredding the mittens. The bump on his shoulder was testament to the hardy construction of the Furby, even the flying Furby.

As he mounted the stairs towards their bedroom, he carefully poked his head around the door,

"How you feeling baby?"

"Itchy, what do you think" the body on the bed replied, launching another missile from the bed.

Angel deftly avoided the flying M&M slipper and continued toward the bed, "Baby if you don't play nice, I'll leave" he warned

"Do you think at the moment I care, you don't understand my pain. You don't get sick. You don't feel all itchy do you no. You don't get told by the doctor that your bed bound until the last of the Chicken Pocks disappears. So excuse me for being a bit crappy."

"Ok I leave, if it's what you want, but if I go I take the Calomine lotion with me" shaking the extra large bottle in her face.

At the sight of the blessed lotion Buffy, suddenly found the strength to sit up "No, no perhaps I was a bit hasty, you know I was kinda feeling a bit better, miraculous isn't it."

"Amazing"

"You know, you could always reach those hard to reach places for me" she continued with her little girl voice knowing that Angel could never resist her, shrugging of her PJ top "and when I think about it, if I rubbed up against you it would be just like scratching but a hell of a lot more fun"

"Baby, you always come up with the best ideas"

Part 2.

"Angel you have to, I promised" Buffy sighed "exactly, you promised to go, I never made such a vow." Angel retorted appearing from the bathroom "Anyway, Maddy said that Willow was making her a costume, perhaps she would go."

" Angel, I think Willow has done above and beyond the call of duty looking after OUR daughter while I've been sick. Not only has she ferried her around from play group, play dates as well as looking after her 24/7. She has also taken it upon herself to make Maddy's costume, surely you are not going to inflict 15 odd screaming 4 year olds on her as well."

"Well, I never asked her to actually make the costume, I'm sure that their are plently in the shops that she could have bought." he feebly argued

"Generally, I would agree, but apparently your daughter refuses to wear them, they are not authentic enough or as she told Willow 'They don't look like Daddy said they did.'" Buffy regarded her husband as he sheepishly hung his head as she continued "Now I have no problem with you teaching our daughter the characteristics of other beings but now you have to deal with the back lash."

Angel regarded his wife, most of the bumps had lost their angry red hue and the fact that she was arguing with him indicated that she was feeling considerably better, so he changed course.

"You know, baby that you look so sexy in wings, you dressed as a fairy would be quite a sight " he smiled at the image forming in his head

"Don't even go there, I could still be infectious, besides I am pregnant and no one wants to see a fat waddling pregnant fairy, it would scare the kids. Angel please don't fight me on this I simply am too tired and I thought you would love to spend time with your daughter" Buffy sighed, looking at Angel from beneath her lids before playing her trump card "but if it's too much effort I'll just tell Maddy that she can't go."

The look of utter guilt that flushed his face was unmistakable, and exactly what she had been hoping for, god she loved him. She knew that for the happiness of his daughter he would go through hell again or even dress as an fairy, which she thought may not be too far apart in his mind.

"NO, there is no need for that. Please don't cry baby, I'm sorry of course and i'll take Maddy yo just need to rest and I'll take care of everything." he reassured her, feeling like the most selfish man on the planet. "Just tell me what I need to wear."

The Next Evening

Buffy stifled another giggle as she sewed the final seam in Angel's costume for the party. "All done" she announced with a flourish. "Angel, your costume's ready" she called as she walked through the empty house. Finally locating him in the attic, apparently absorbed in his book he didn't notice when she entered.

"Baby, you know you would be a lot more convincing, if you had the book the right way round. You wouldn't be trying to hide by any chance"

"Of course not I was, studying something in the writing upside down" he trailed off lamely. "what are you doing wandering around, the doctor told you to rest until you feel better."

"Thanks for the concern it's noted, and you know I wouldn't have to be traipsing around this house if you stayed put, I've had to chase you for fittings all day."

"Well, even we demons don't like being stuck with pins"

"Once, I stuck you once and if you hadn't been complaining so loudly I would have been able to control the urge. Now, enough is enough Willow and more importantly your fellow fairy for the evening will be here in ten minutes and then you need to be gone or Cat will kill me. I have strict instructions that everyone is to be there by six pm, she's running a tight schedule." Buffy announced, staring at the still motionless form "Angel bedroom now" she bellowed leaving him to trail behind her down the stairs.

"There all done, and if I say so myself it fits you to perfection" Buffy said admiring the green clad figure before her. The moss coloured tights fitted him like a second skin moulding to his muscled thighs before flaring slightly below the knees. While the tunic made of soft velveteen seemed only to enhance the masculine physique it covered.

"I look like and idiot" he replied pulling at the hem of the tunic trying to stretch the material to provide more coverage. "This is utterly humiliating I look Robin hood reject"

"Hmm perhaps there could be a small resemblance, but's that because, you haven't got the wings on yet. Turn around and i'll fit them." Buffy signaled for him to turn around providing her with a complete view of his luscious form "Just remember what cave you come from fairy man, cause I know that your going to be a hit with all the mommy fairies their tonight and I'm not going to be their to tell them to keep their hands off"

"Fairies use wings, not hands to mate" he calmly informed her as she sewed the wings into place

"OK I am so disturbed that you know that, well you can tell the other fairies to keep their wings off as well otherwise they will be earth bound once I rip them off. No one touches you but me" she announced, while wrapping herself in his embrace.

"I'll try to keep it in mind" he muttered before capturing her lips, before being broken apart by the sound of the doorbell. "Keep that possessive frame of mind my love, I think I will need some help in restoring my masculinity when I return."

Buffy smiled in response as she opened the door to her daughter, dressed identically to her husband in purple tones, with large silver wings decorated with forget me knots.

"Maddy, you look wonderful" Buffy exclaimed "You have done a great job Will, I can't thank you enough."

"No problem, we have had fun, haven't we Maddy..." Willow trailed off as Angel came into view. "Angel well you look" she stammered "Nope can't think of words to describe how you look."

"Daddy looks like me, Auntie Willow he's a fairy too." Maddy declared

"Well that's what every man needs to hear once in his life." Angel muttered, while Willow and Buffy continued their battle to maintain a straight face "Come on pumpkin, mummy has told me that Annabelle's mummy wants us there on time."

"Yep, but before anyone leaves I need photos, so we can show everyone how pretty you and Daddy looked" Buffy announced as she returned with a camera

"Buffy, I'm sure there will be photos at the party, there's no need to take them here as well."

"Nonsense, of course there's a need I have already promised Uncle Xander and Uncle Giles copies of the photos and Uncle Spike can't wait to see them, he was quite vocal on the subject." she informed the pair before her, her eyes twinkling with suppressed laughter at Angel's outraged face

"Now off you go, before your late." She replied to Angel's threat that they would discuss it later, she doubted he would remember later, no she would have a different talk occurring later that evening. Finally as she shut the door behind her the laughter erupted from both girls.

"How, on earth did you get him into that thing?" Willow questioned

"Easy, Will, Angel loves Maddy more than anything and when I told him that if he didn't go, she couldn't he relented. I simply forgot to mention that Cat, Annabelle's mother called a few days ago and told me that most parents had flatly refused to wear costumes."

"So Angel is going to be the only one over the age of four wearing a costume, a fairy costume"

"Exactly, it's called payback Will, he deserved it." Buffy said wiping her eyes.

"Deserves it for what?"

"For saying he could play join the dots on me when I was all bumpy, I told him he would pay and I'd say right about now he is." She replied dissolving once more into fits of laughter.

Buffy was watching her favourite show on tv headlights lit up their driveway, she counted to five until the door slammed open and her husband filled the room "I think you have some explaining to do, now" the man in the green costume suggested.

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