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[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

I do not have puppet cancer!

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[huntedson.livejournal.com]

[Wes is fighting a smile right now sorry Angel]

Of course not but I can't figure out what it is if you don't sit still.

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Scowls.] How am I supposed to sit still, Wes? I say we storm in there, guns blazing and make them change me back.

[huntedson.livejournal.com]

[That image makes Wes snort]

May I point out one thing.....can you even hold a gun right now?

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

I don't use guns. I'll use my sword.

[Huffs and walks over to his weapons wall, jumping to try and reach his sword.] Stupid tiny legs.

[itsthewhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[tries to hold back her laughter] Well you have something.

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and jumps off his chair to hide under his desk.] Don't look at me like this. It's just...it's just a temporary side effect of a spell.

I'll be normal soon. [He hopes.]

[itsthewhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[tilts her head, pouting with mock sympathy] Alright darling, if you say so.

[withthepower.livejournal.com]

[ Alright, so Buffy doesn't mean to laugh, but it's Angel as a puppet. ] Angel, what happened to you?

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Great! This is all he needs. Not.] A man with a towel over his head and a giant egg...

[withthepower.livejournal.com]

[ She can't help it; she reaches out and touches his little felt face. ] You're so ... cute.

[deathlygoddess.livejournal.com]

[Death Goddess is not speaking here.

Out loud.

Which is a shame, because she'd really just come to check out Faith's friends.]

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Oh God. Faith's not here to is she? Because there's no way he could handle her laughing at him as well.]

Um, hello?

[deathlygoddess.livejournal.com]

[Hopefully not; Katai suspected the two would have enough to talk about when they next met, the way things were going...]

...Faith failed to mention you were a puppet.

[huntedson.livejournal.com]

[Wes is fighting a smile right now sorry Angel]

Of course not but I can't figure out what it is if you don't sit still.

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Scowls.] How am I supposed to sit still, Wes? I say we storm in there, guns blazing and make them change me back.

[huntedson.livejournal.com]

[That image makes Wes snort]

May I point out one thing.....can you even hold a gun right now?

[itsthewhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[tries to hold back her laughter] Well you have something.

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and jumps off his chair to hide under his desk.] Don't look at me like this. It's just...it's just a temporary side effect of a spell.

I'll be normal soon. [He hopes.]

[itsthewhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[tilts her head, pouting with mock sympathy] Alright darling, if you say so.

[withthepower.livejournal.com]

[ Alright, so Buffy doesn't mean to laugh, but it's Angel as a puppet. ] Angel, what happened to you?

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Great! This is all he needs. Not.] A man with a towel over his head and a giant egg...

[withthepower.livejournal.com]

[ She can't help it; she reaches out and touches his little felt face. ] You're so ... cute.

[deathlygoddess.livejournal.com]

[Death Goddess is not speaking here.

Out loud.

Which is a shame, because she'd really just come to check out Faith's friends.]

[nosecomesoff.livejournal.com]

[Oh God. Faith's not here to is she? Because there's no way he could handle her laughing at him as well.]

Um, hello?

[deathlygoddess.livejournal.com]

[Hopefully not; Katai suspected the two would have enough to talk about when they next met, the way things were going...]

...Faith failed to mention you were a puppet.