[ i'm still sick, but happy birthday to me ! hope you enjoy this chapter and as always, your comments make my day ]
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IT WAS PROBABLY ASKING TOO MUCH FOR THEM TO GET ALONG.
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[ 6.09 — 6.10 ]
"A little lower."
"Here?"
"Now, a little higher."
"Fine. Here?"
"Mmm, actually, just a smidge lower."
With a dramatic groan, Teddy dropped the string lights in his hand, and Kitty whined. They were in Kitty's new room, which used to be Giles'. All the major furniture had been moved, and Xander helped make Teddy a full-sized bed frame for his room. Decorations were really all that was left to do in Kitty's room.
As she sorted Polaroids of all her friends to clip to the star-shaped string lights, Teddy was on a stool and using nails to hang the long string of lights around the room. She planned to put the one of Spike in that ridiculous Randy suit next to the picture of Giles in his wizard costume from opening day of the Magic Box.
Kitty was meant to be directing Teddy so that the lights weren't crooked, but it turned into a game where she tried to see how many times she could get him to move a little bit at a time. He finally caught on after three minutes.
"You do the lights, Kit," Teddy said, getting off the stool. "I'll put everything on your bookshelf."
Of course, the closest thing to a book on the bookshelf was comic books. But there were also records, DVDs, small stuffed animals, and other random knick-knacks that were stored in a box for the short move down the hall.
Kitty grumbled as she rolled off the bed and stomped to the corner where the lights were hanging down. However, she only got one foot on the stool before Spike rushed in, looking quite panicked.
"Problem," he said, looking at the Cupids. "Well, not sure if it's a problem. But something happened."
"How'd you get in the apartment?" Teddy asked, tilting his head. Kitty and Spike just shot him matching looks, wondering why anybody bothered to ask that question anymore.
Kitty quickly moved to Spike's side to check on him while Teddy kept unpacking. "What's wrong?"
"Um, well, the museum was robbed — some diamond is missing. Anyway, I ran into the Slayer outside of it," he told them. He frowned at the memory. "I pissed her off, she pissed me off, then I hit her."
"Oh, do you have a headache?" Kitty asked. She reached up and turned Spike's chin to see if Buffy left any bruises. "I can get you an ice pack, but you should know better by no—"
