Hyperion, Saturday Night

[demonbelthazor]

Bel didn't get sick often, especially since he picked up the nifty insta-healing powers in the Wastelands. But there were a few things that could still knock him off his feet, such as, unfortunately, the common cold. And said cold turned Bel into a whiny, cranky, miserable patient indeed.

Phoebe had gone to the store to buy a bottle of medicine for him. It was the most vile thing he had ever tasted, and living in the Underworld, he had tasted a lot of vile things. But he began to feel a little better, so he figured that more of a good thing was a better thing and chugged the whole bottle.

This could prove to be a biiiiig mistake.

Especially because his cell phone was in easy reach.


[For returned phone calls (hee) and Hyperion inhabitants, and brought to you by the fact that I am sick as a dog and high on NyQuil. NyQuil, NyQuil, NyQuil, we love you, you giant frakking Q!]

Comments

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"The fog's getting thicker," Bel agreed. "And Leon is getting laaaaarrrrrger."

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"I willllll," Bel said. "Okay I love you byebye."

Re: Visitors

[demonbelthazor]

"Okaaaaaaay," Bel said. "You're nice."

Re: Returned Calls

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"He'd better," Bridge says. "Even though I'm not! Small that is."

Re: Visitors

[demonbelthazor]

"Listen to the wind bloooooooooooooooow," Bel said. "What the sun riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise."

Re: Visitors

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"As pickup lines go, you've had better," Anders told him. "But aww, you stopped making the grabby hands. Now I'm wounded."

Re: Returned Calls

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Leon? That's what you call it?" Yes, she was snickering.

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"Says the one in the phone," Bel pointed out.

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

Bel gasped. "Is this an obscene phone call? Didn't I tell you I'm chaste?"

Re: Visitors

[demonbelthazor]

Bel rolled back over and made with the grabby hands again. "Gimme," he said.

Re: Visitors

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

If he found out about the picture she took, he probably wouldn't say that.

"Get some rest, Bel."

Re: Visitors

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"See, this is where I expect you to bust out the ABBA," Anders said solemnly. "That might convince me."

Re: Returned Calls

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Chased more then likely. But that's a level of detail I don't need."

Re: Returned Calls

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Here, ask him yourself!" Bridge says as Xander walks in to the room.

"It's Bel. He's claiming I'm small," he tells Xander, handing off the phone.

Re: Visitors

[demonbelthazor]

"Okay, bye bye nice lady." Bel passed out, for a little while at least.

Re: Visitors

[demonbelthazor]

"Don't go wasting your emotion," Bel wibbled. "Lay all your love on me."

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"Xander's in the phone with you?" Bel said, staring at it.

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"There is no TMI," Bel said gravely. "Only Zuul."

Re: Returned Calls

[needsaparrot]

"How are we defining small here?" is the response. "Because the one you have no way of knowing? You have no way of knowing. And no. Definitely no."

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh no, you're wee, too," Bel said. His phone was eating people. It had to be stopped. "How do we make you big again?"

Re: Returned Calls

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She was going to laugh every time she thought about this conversation. "While why don't you and Zuul get more acquainted. I'm going to go call my boyfriend and tell him all the interesting things I'm going to do to him the next time I see him."

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"Diiiiiiirty," Bel snickered. "Havefunbecarefuldon'tgetstuckinmyphone."

Re: Returned Calls

[needsaparrot]

"...We don't? Bridge doesn't do threesomes. No offense."

Re: Returned Calls

[demonbelthazor]

"But I can't just sit here and let you be like this!" Bel said. "I have to do something to help."

Re: Returned Calls

[needsaparrot]

"...I'm pretty sure we can handle it on our own!"