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Wesley and Cordelia drabble
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open_on_sunday's Recipe/Ingredient challenge. Between Season 1 and 2 of AtS, rated G.
There was a horrid burning smell coming from Cordelia’s apartment. Wesley rushed inside. “Cordelia! Are you ok—oh, no. Not again!”
He found her removing a pan of brownies from the oven.
“Sorry, Wes, but these brownies aren’t for you.”
Wesley’s eyes were watering from the odor. “Oh? How very disappointing. I was looking forward to the stomach cramps.”
Cordelia punched his arm. “They’re for Angel. I added a special ingredient.” She winked. “I think I’ll call them ‘bloodies’.”
Wesley paled as the full force of the fumes hit him and his stomach turned. “I think I’ll call an ambulance.”
open_on_sunday's Recipe/Ingredient challenge. Between Season 1 and 2 of AtS, rated G.There was a horrid burning smell coming from Cordelia’s apartment. Wesley rushed inside. “Cordelia! Are you ok—oh, no. Not again!”
He found her removing a pan of brownies from the oven.
“Sorry, Wes, but these brownies aren’t for you.”
Wesley’s eyes were watering from the odor. “Oh? How very disappointing. I was looking forward to the stomach cramps.”
Cordelia punched his arm. “They’re for Angel. I added a special ingredient.” She winked. “I think I’ll call them ‘bloodies’.”
Wesley paled as the full force of the fumes hit him and his stomach turned. “I think I’ll call an ambulance.”
