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“Can I have a bite of that?”
Xander blinked slowly and turned his eyes up to Angel. He frowned in confusion, stopping mid-chew. After a few seconds he swallowed and asked, “Why?”
Angel’s forehead creased, “Because it sounds good.”
“You want to eat?” Xander looked down at his eggs and toast. He glanced back up at Angel, a confused look on his face.
“Well yeah. It’s not so abnormal you know; I did eat once upon a time.” Angel replied. At Xander’s same look of confusion he added; “Besides, Spike eats.”
“But you never eat.” Xander set his fork on his plate before leaning back. “It’s like against your rules or something.”
Angel grimaced, “What Rules?”
“I don’t know. That whole broody repenting thing; and by the way, while it makes you look adorable, is also very annoying. The weird rules you make for yourself.” Xander shrugged non-committaly.
Before Angel could reply though, Spike sauntered in wearing nothing but a towel. “Make what for who?” He opened the fridge and pulled out the orange juice and proceeded to drink directly from the carton.
Xander turned his eyes to Spike and replied, “The weird rules Angel has about repenting and brooding and what not.”
“Oh, those rules.” Spike scratched his chest and replaced the carton in the fridge.
“What rules?! I don’t have rules!” Angel glared at each of them in turn.
“Sure you don’t peaches.” Spike stalked forward and planted a kiss on Xander’s lips before hopping up onto the counter nearby. “What brought this bit o’ discussion on anyway?”