Title: Crazy little thing called love

Author: Max Angelchase

E-mail: [email protected]

Summary: Wesley and Angel spill their hearts out over some rounds of

tequila

Genre: Nonsense Fluff

Pairing: Fred/Gunn - Cordy/Groo

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: The characters belong to Joss.

Angel and Wesley are sitting at a bar table. One empty bottle of

tequila and two filled glasses on the table.

-I mean... I'm happy for her-

-Yes, sure. Same here-

-And I have nothing against him-

-Nothing at all-

Both men look down. Taking their glasses, they make a toast to love,

and drink up.

-But...-

-It hurts like hell-

-Indeed, it does-

-Could it have been different if I had said something to her sooner?-

-Who knows... I tried, but she didn't get it-

-I was waiting for the perfect moment. But I'm always perfectly late-

-This sucks. How about getting hammered instead of staying here feeling

sorry for ourselves?-

-Sure. I'm in!-

At a dirty bar, Angel and Wesley sat on a table far from the stage, in

an almost dark corner.

-So, what's your poison for the evening?- the blonde waitress asked.

-Humm... how about tequila?-, Angel suggested

-Tequila, yes.-, Wesley said. -And make it a double-

The watcher went on:

-I am a friend of Tequila. When you fired us, we cope with tequila. I

even rememer Cordelia calling it "Trully Evil", you know, compared

against vampires, demons and... Oh, sorry. No ~C~ word from now on. I

forgot", Wesley babbled.

-Good. Oh, who am I kidding? And WHAT WAS I THINKING?-

-What?-

-You know... setting her off for a couple of weeks with Groo... so they

Com-shuck like bunnies... argh!-

-Well, you were being selfless. Thinking of her. That's noble-

-Yeah yeah, bla bla... I don't want noble. I want Cordelia-

-Sorry to break it to you, but even with Groo out of the picture,

there's still the curse...-

-But she's half demon now...-

-That doesn't mean anything. It's still YOUR curse-

-Hey! Don't be such a friend here. How about... "Don't worry Angel,

you'll find a way to be with her"-

-Sure, don't worry, Angel. You'll find a way to be with Cordelia-

-Right-

-Right...-

The waitress came with the drinks and they washed them down their

throats without thinking it twice.

-Just like you'll find a way to be with Fred. I mean, Gunn is a great

guy, but still... these things don't always work out...-

-Of course they don't! People split up all the time!-

-They get divorced, they kill each other-

-Right. Well, hopefully they won't kill anybody-

-I wouldn't mind to see Groo dead-

-He's a good guy too-

-I know. And I really hate that. I mean, what are the odds of Cordelia

leaving a good looking, good hearted, brave guy-

-Don't know. They musn't be good. Probably the same odds of Fred

dumping Gunn-

Both men looked at each other. It sucked big time.

-Another round?-

-Sure-

[4 drinks later]

-I mean, I'm a good looking guy, right?-

-Sure! You have beautiful blue eyes, you're smart... such a gentleman-

-Right. Hey, even Cordelia thought I was gorgeous once upon a time...

Crazy little thing called love-

-Well, it's not like you're the last coke of the dessert either...-

-Thanks for the support, Angel-

-I'm sorry. It was the Cordelia thing-

-Right... well, you know that didn't go well at all...-

-I know. Thank God you kiss like a fish-

-What? Excuse me! I do NOT kiss like a fish! I'm a fairy good kisser. I

was just... overwhelmed, that's all-

-Overwhelmed?-

-Hello? It was Sunnydale, and it was Cordelia Chase back in Sunnydale.

Even you would have been intimidated by her-

-Nahh...-

-Sure you would have. But you were too hanged up on Buffy. Yeap, even

then you blew your chance of having Cordelia-

-What?-

-You know... in the begining-

-What?-

-When Cordelia first saw you she thought you were a hottie. She was

about to make a move on you, but were deep inside the Buffyverse-

-So, Cordelia thinks I am a hottie...-, Angel said with a smirk

-Argh!- Wesley was irritated by the sudden growth of the vampire's ego

-Yeah, though now it seems she finds Groo hotter-

-That was mean-

-Well, you were being stupid-

-Sorry, man. Another round?-

-Ok. But I'm buying this one-

[8 drinks later]

-But Gunn is your friend-

-But he didn't know. I didn't know he was going for Fred too. I knew he

liked her. But hey, the guy used to like Cordelia, too-

-He did?-

-I think so... you know, when she tried to save him from his way of

life...-

-Right. Though he is over that now, right?-

-I believe so, since he is with Fred...-

-What if he wants them both?-

-Then... we would have to kill him-

Both men looked seriously at each other for a minute. Then started

laughing.

-What a load of crap!-

-This stuff is seriously affecting me. But you? Shouldn't you have

vampire resistance?-

-Hey, I'm just not used to drinking. It's not like I'm Spike!-

-Speaking of which... I have the latest Sunnydale gossip, though I'm

not sure you want to listen to it-

-Buffy and Spike? That's old news-

-How did you know? Why didn't you tell?-

-I knew you'd freak out. And Willow told me. How did you find out?-

-Cordelia. Xander told her-

-Xander? Cordelia talks to Xander?-

-Oh, yes. Well, you know. She's like completely over him. She truly

forgave him for making a fool of her. And they're friends now-

-What did she ever saw in that guy?-

-I don't know. Well, I guess he was available... that's it. There was

nothing better. Well, until I came along, of course-, the former watcher

joked, though Angel didn't find the fun in it.

-Drink up before I rip your head off-, the vampire growled placing a

tequila shot in front of Wesley.

[12 drinks later]

-Ohhhhh, my...-

-Come on, help me find the keys...-

-I don't... think... that's a good... idea-

-Hum... maybe we should... walk-

-Walk. Ok. Which way?-

-Don't know-

-Next time, remind hit me with a rebar... it might hurt less than right

now...-

-Same here-

-Andf did you... like forgot about her?-

-Not really. You?-

-Not a bit-

-All that money spent for nothing-, Angel sighed

-She's right... you're cheap... Doesn't the male talk count?-

-Yeah, male talk... me saying you have beautiful eyes...-

-You did? I don't recall... Were you making a move on me?-

-AS IF!-

-Ok, shut up and walk, Cordy-

-If I weren't this hammered, you'd be so dead right now-

-Right, just walk...-

THE END