Can you tell me...
disclaimer. nothing belongs to us. except the insanity that inspires. seriously we need help. Can You Tell Me....
"I'm sorry Xander I can't get out of it. No actually I don't want to get out of it," said Cordelia waving her appointment card in the air. "It's Sesame Street. Everybody who is anybody has been on Sesame Street."
Xander slumped against the couch. There was something not right about the instructions. But if Cordy insisted on going there was no stopping her. Only going with her to make sure it wasn't a bogus gig. "Fine," he sighed. "But I'm going with you."
"Whatever but I have to go now or I will be late."
As they parked Xander grew more nervous. His hellmouth sense was ringing off the chart. As they walked down the sidewalk not seeing the address he tried stopping a few people to see if they knew where the directions led.
"Excuse me, can you tell me if I'm headed in the right direction," Xander sighed as another rude person walked off before he could finish speaking.
Cordelia snorted. It was just like a man to get lost with directions. She snatched the card from Xander. "Your holding it the wrong way doofus," she snapped before thrusting it back in his hand right way round. "We go two more blocks up, and then make a right and a left." With that she lengthened her stride and headed off. She was not going to miss her appointment just because Xander felt wiggy.
Xander sighed but hurried after her. He was beginning to think living in L.A. was dulling Cordy's survival instinct. He caught up to her just as she started to make the left turn. Xander reached out catching her arm. "Cordy," he barked. He knew she had to feel it. It was making his skin crawl. There was magic there. If one dared listen... One dared hear...
Cordy paused maybe for an instant. She was just as aware of the weirdness as Xander. But Sesame Street... Vanessa Williams, Pierce Brosnan... Oh, she was going. Before Xander could stop her she'd slipped from his grip and turned the corner.
Xander stared in disbelief as Cordelia vanished. For an instant he thought about leaving her to her fate. Really, she'd brought it on herself. But if he went back to the Hyperion without her Angel would eat him. And not in the way he liked. That was the risk you took having a vampire as a lover. Xander lifted his eyes to the sky, mentally gave the deities toying with him the bird and turned the corner.
He could feel the barrier shifting around him, and for a second out of the corner of his eye he could have sworn he saw dancing vegetables before the world solidified around him again.
"Great googly moogly," yelped Xander as the world became clear around him. There were demons everywhere! Walking around in broad day light as plain as you please. Xander thought he might have started to hyperventilate because he could have sworn he heard some of them singing. When he spotted the dancing pigeons, he knew he'd whacked his head one time too many. Forcing himself to take several deep breaths and calm down seeing as he wasn't actually being attacked. He focused on the card in his hands, and blinked. It now actually had a address to go along with the instructions. He groaned, recognizing it.
Was he actually going to do this? Had his life really become this weird? With an aggrieved sigh he approached a disturbingly familiar creature.
"Uh, excuse me?"
The great two headed purple demon stopped, looking at him with a pleasantly enquiring expression. "Yes," gargled up out of the separate throats.
"Uh, can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?"