Homecoming

[demonbelthazor]

Having decided to go to the homecoming dance after all (instead of brooding in his room, he could brood in a dark corner or something), Belthazor tried to decide what to wear. It was some sort of 80s theme, right? As if he'd get dressed up like that. No, he'd wear his normal clothes.

He wondered if Phoebe would be there. And if she was going with someone.

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[demonbelthazor]

"You're awfully defensive about it," Belthazor teased. "You know what they say about protesting too much."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I don't do love!" Angelus insisted. "I can't. I'm physically incapable of it. I've passed tests on that and everything. Angel falls in love. He goes all puppy over girls who would never give him the time of day if not for the tortured soul Anne Rice crap he can feed them, then he angsts about it, fucks them, and ultimately gets sent into hell for crimes I committed. Which," Angelus inclined his head, "okay, let's admit: funny. But that's him. Not me. Soul - " Angelus mimed someone standing next to him, then pointed to himself "No soul. Lame. Not lame. In love. Not in love."

He immediately frowned, realizing what the last denial sounded like. "Not that he'd be in love with her either. Or I am. God, why can't I end the world this weekend?"

[demonbelthazor]

Suddenly not liking the direction the conversation was going -- it was touching a little to close to home -- Belthazor laughed a little nervously. "You're right. No soul, no love." He paused, then added, "Maybe it's just lust then."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"See that I can relate to," Angelus leaned against Bel's desk. "Wouldn't be the first time my dick made choices my brain couldn't comprehend."

[demonbelthazor]

"And that leads only to trouble," Belthazor said. "Callisto all hot and bothered for you now or is she trying to pretend it didn't happen, too?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I am not - oh go to Hell," Angelus said before Bel could even get the next smirk on. "No idea. Haven't seen her. Well, saw her at the thing last night but it wasn't exactly the ideal time for me to ask what was up with seducing me. Especially not when she's on stage. Have I mentioned that if you breathe a word of this to anybody I'll make sure the last words you ever say will be muffled by your own liver?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Not a word," Belthazor said solemnly. "Your secret is safe with me.Until I need to blackmail you or something."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"See? Evil. I can respect that. Good," Angelus nodded in affirmation. His eyebrows beetled together. "Are we supposed to pinky swear now or something?"

[demonbelthazor]

"What, my word isn't good enough?" Belthazor said in mock outrage. He idly wondered if he could extort anything out of Callisto with this information.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You might get jealous and start telling the world No, I'm pretty confident in the liver thing," Angelus said. "I just didn't know if it was a thing. I don't usually have these kinds of conversations, well, ever."

[demonbelthazor]

"You better believe I will if you ever leave me. Then I'm honored to be your first," Belthazor said with a smirk, slapping Angelus on the back. "Now why don't we head over to this dance and wait for Jonathan's wacky hijinx?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I'd never leave you, pookie! Sounds like a plan," Angelus said. "I'll get my date and meet you there."