More Mayhem With Nana (Part 1)

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"Well, now that the division of duties are all done, and since it is
indeed an hour before sunset, it is time for this last thing: Who is
going to patrol and who is going to go to the hospital?" Nana Bethie
demanded."Obviously Angel and Giles are out as candidates to watch the
idiot...how about Spike?"

"Nana! Don't be so wicked! He'd probably eat him!"Joyce exclaimed."Liam
doesn't like Hank very much. Let Buffy and Faith figure out on what to
do, I'm going to take this cocoa and marshmallows down to Liam."

"And with very good reason,"Spike snorted as he shouted out of the
basement as Joyce started to walk down the stairs."He tried to hit you,
Mum. And he acted like an utter fool when he was married to you."

Nana Bethie stared at her granddaughter as she disappeared down to the
basement."I'm still having a bit of trouble believing that Spike likes
you mother, Elizabeth."

"I have trouble believing it myself, Nana,"Buffy said dryly. Then she
frowned."Nana, I thought we agreed that you were going to call me
Buffy?"

"No, dear. You want me to call you by that name. I simply refuse
to,"Nana said complacently."Rupert,be a dear and please get me my
ashplant. It's in my room, near my bed."

As Giles left the room, Buffy frowned at her Nana."An ashplant? You
didn't bring any plants with you Nana."

Nana Bethie sighed."I think that we had better get a British English
dictionary soon, this is getting a bit tedious. An ashplant is a walking
cane, Elizabeth."

Buffy's brow cleared."Oh. Well, anyway then, Nana, can you please call
me Buffy instead of Elizabeth?"

"No,"Nana Bethie said as she drank a sip of her water. She didn't have
to look at her great-granddaughter pout at her."And don't try pouting at
me, dear. I patented that look eighty years ago."

"But, Nana-"

"Give it up, Buffy,"said Giles, not without a little amount of
satisfaction, as he came into the kitchen. He handed the Lady Atherton
her cane and then sipped his tea."Lady Atherton is every bit as stubborn
as you. I can see where you get your strong will from. As well as your,
ah, pouting face."

Lady Atherton, otherwise known as Nana Bethie, took her glass of water
and saluted Giles."Thank you, Rupert. And don't forget that I still have
to talk with you. Elizabeth, don't you try to be more stubborn than me,
dear. I've had at least seventy years more experience than you! So-"

A female scream was heard from downstairs. Willow and Oz shot up,
looking for weapons, then ran as soon as Xander handed them some.

As soon as Buffy heard the scream, she raced down, stake whipping out.
Faith jumped over the counter, also armed. She was beaten to the
basement door by an armed Giles, only because he was closer. Nana Bethie
was a heart beat behind Faith.

Another scream was heard as the bodies flashed down the stairs.

*****

"Kill it! Kill it! Over there! And another one there!"Joyce shrieked as
she brought her skirt closer to her."There it is! Liam! You missed!"

Spike dove under the bed as Joyce pointed. Her head lifted when she
heard stomping from the stairs. Her wide eyes widened eyen more as she
took in her daughter, husband, armed with stakes and her nana armed with
a heavy wooden cane. Her jaw dropped when she realized that Faith, Oz,
Willow and Xander were also like armed with various wooden kitchen
utensils."What's going on?"

They stared at Joyce in equal astonishment, for she was on a wobbly
chair with her skirts wrapped around her. There was a mess of
marshmallows and cocoa on the small rug beside the bed. And Spike was no
where to be seen.

"You screamed, Mom,"Buffy panted as she tried to get her heart started
again."We thought that Spike was attacking you so we-"

"We came down to rescue you. What's going on? Where's Spike?"Giles
panted as he slowly walked over to his wife, he willed his heart to beat
slower. Buffy cautiously followed her Watcher as well as the other
members of the Scooby gang. Nana Bethie simply remained on the stairs.
Oz noticed this and stayed close to her.

Spike popped out from under the bed. His bleached hair all messed up,
sticking out at all ends."Oh, bloody hell! Think I'd really eat her? I'd
have done it a long time ago if I really wanted to!"

Joyce shook her head frantically."Liam would never attack-There it is!
There's the other one! Rupert! Go get it! Liam! By the bookcase! There!"

Spike groaned as he sat up."Bloody Christ! Come on, Slayers! Do
something useful for a change! Help me catch the damn things! You, too,
Watcher! "

"What things?"Buffy demanded as she saw something flash by the
bookcase."What's down here?"

"Two bloody snakes!"Spike growled as he dove to catch one. He saw it
flash towards other side of the bed and dove under it to catch it."It
went under the bed!"

As Spike spoke, Xander screamed and jumped up on to the bed just as
Spike dove under it. Willow jumped on to the chair with Buffy's
mother."Snakes!"

"Snakes!"Giles shouted and leaped on to the seaman's chest next to the
stairs."Argh!"

When Xander bounced onto the bed, Spike hollered."YEOW! GET OFF ME
FUCKING HEAD YOU STUPID FUCKING SON OF A THREE-LEGGED BLIND-EYED BITCH
BEFORE I RIP YOUR DICK-SUCKING FUCKING HEAD OFF!NOW! I'LL START WITH
THOSE DUMBO EARS! AND THEN I'LL SUCK YOUR FUCKING POOF-LOVING HUSK DRY
AND USE IT FOR WORM FOOD AFTER I PUT IT ON THE ROOF SO THAT THE BUGGERS
CAN RIP YOUR ARSE AND BOLLOCKS OUT WITH THEIR TEETH!"

Xander yelped as he jumped on to the lamp table. When Spike looked at
him with his game face on and rubbing the back of his head, Xander
squeaked,"Sorry, Spike!"

"There it is! There's one snake!"Willow yelled. Buffy walked over
cautiously at the still form, then frowned.

"That's only Spike's dirty sock,"Buffy said, exasperated."Giles, what
are you doing on that chest? Help me catch these things!"

"Yeah, what's up with you up on the chest thing, G-man?"Faith
demanded."Aren't you going to help us catch those snakes?"

Giles smiled weakly."Ah...no. I think that practice should be cancelled
tonight, since you both are going to use your abilities to capture two
snakes."

Buffy and Faith stared at him. Nana Bethie snorted."Rupert hates snakes.
Ever since he helped his father kill an extremely large snake-demon when
he was a boy."

"But he helped against Machida and the frat boys, and that was a snake
demon. And against Lo...Lo, well a snake-demon that was about to eat
babies,"Buffy protested."He wasn't afraid then."

"There's actually a demon named Lo-Lo? Will wonders never cease?" Nana
Bethie cocked her eyebrow at Buffy."Well, did the demons explode into
dozens of little snakes and try to bite you?"

Buffy shook her head. Then looked at Faith, who shrugged. Spike
growled."Can we get on with this snake hunt? So that all of you fuck-, I
mean, people can get out of my flat?"

Nana Bethie narrowed her eyes at Spike."Did you just curse at us, you
overgrown leech?"

"You must be hearing things, Beth. I think that it's the first thing to
go in you mortals, the hearing. After the eyes. Anyways, I don't curse
in front of Mum. She's a Quality,"Spike smirked at her."Unlike some
*hounds* that I know."

"Then what did you just say to me before?"Xander demanded. Spike looked
at him malevolently and Xander shrinked.

"You want to be called a lady, Ears? Or do you want to be a tasty
snack?"Spike demanded. Xander paled and looked at Joyce. Spike caught
her eye."You never said anything about threats, Mum."

"Elizabeth, Faith,"Nana Bethie said suddenly. "Go to the other side of
the bed, One against the wall, the other at the foot of the bed. Spike,
remain where you are. Xander, be prepared to jump on the bed. Buffy,
Spike and Faith, be prepared to catch the snakes. Xander, on my mark,
jump on the bed. Now!"

Xander jumped on to the bed. Buffy screamed as she felt something slimy
get into her hands. Faith yelped as she caught the end of something
rubbery. Not thinking, she lifted it up, and threw it on the bed with
Xander.

Xander screamed when he felt the snake flung against him. With another
scream, he jumped of the bed, and on to Spike, knocking him down. Buffy
quickly threw her own snake on to the bed, and covered the snakes with
the blanket."There! That's done! Spike or Angel can throw it out when
sunset hits."

"Good show, Buffy! Faith, you as well!"Giles said as he came down from
the chest. He lifted his wife down from the chair. Willow jumped off the
chair and ran to Oz.

Xander jumped up off Spike and quickly ran behind Joyce. Spike glared as
he picked himself off the floor. He started towards Xander, menacingly.
Then a wooden cane stopped him. He looked at it, and it's holder.

Nana Bethie smiled at him coolly."If you really want to try it, Leech,
we can have a gay old time..."

Joyce stepped between them."Stop it right now. We have other things to
think of...Liam? Nana? Please?"

Nana Bethie looked away from Spike reluctantly. Then her eyes focused on
Giles."Fine then. Rupert. We will talk. In private. Now. No more
dilly-dallying. And we will talk without the children or the vampires
present. I will talk to them next."

Nana Bethie then looked at Angel at the top of the stairs. And then at
Spike, who growled at her. Nana Bethie smiled as she growled back at
him.

*****

Nana Bethie entered the private study room as Giles patiently held the
door for her. As she sat heavily down on the reading chair, Joyce
entered the closed room, and shut the door with a snap."Nana, I demand
that I be here when you talk to Rupert."

Nana Bethie looked at her granddaughter."No."

Joyce planted her feet on the carpet."Yes. He's my husband, and whatever
you have to say to him, you can say to me. Whatever you do to him,
you'll have to do to me."

"And if I tell him to strip down to his boxers so that I can spank him
ten times with my cane, you'll do the same?"Nana Bethie enquired with a
cocked eyebrow. Giles opened and closed his mouth like a fish as Joyce
flushed red.

"Well...if need be,"Joyce stammered. Then she looked at her nana
suspiciously."But you aren't going to tell him to do that, are you,
Nana? You're really not going to tan his hide?"

Nana Bethie merely smiled innocently at her granddaughter.Joyce's eyes
narrowed."Nana...what is it with today and underwear?"

"Blame it all on Elizabeth's friends, especially that young one called
Xander, and Spike, they started it,"Nana Bethie said to her calmly."But
now leave me and Rupert to talk. It will be a private matter that if he
wishes to discuss with you, he may."

Joyce looked at her grandmother, then at her husband. Rupert smiled at
his wife reassuringly."Go, Joyce. I'll be fine. And if Lady Atherton
does, er, tan my hide, then you can nurse me back to health."

Joyce nodded slowly, then stopped when her nana called out to
her."Joyce? If anyone listens in on my conversation with Rupert,
PARTICULARLY THAT HOYDEN OF A GREAT-GREATGRANDDAUGHTER OF MINE AND HER
BRIDAL PARTY, I WILL PERSONALLY PUT ALL THREE OVER MY KNEE. IS THAT
UNDERSTOOD, ELIZABETH?"

"UNDERSTOOD, NANA,"Buffy shouted back through the door. When Joyce
opened it, she saw a red-faced Buffy, Willow, Faith and Xander smile at
her."Well, ah, I'll just visit Dad while you have your talk. Oz wants to
stay here and-"

"Listen in on my conversation with Rupert because he has exceptionally
acute hearing due to his being a werewolf?"Nana Bethie said blandly.
Buffy reddened further as Giles hid a smile."Have him go with Angel to
plan his bachelor's party. Xander, I suggest that you pick up Cordelia,
else that nice man she met today will take her home. Elizabeth, go to
the hospital with your mother and the others, but if you take Spike, *do
not* let your father see him. Now. I am quickly losing patience, child.
Go."

"Yes, Nana,"Buffy said meekly as she gave her Nana a small pout face
with sad eyes. Joyce hid a grin as she ushered her daughter and friends
out.

Nana Bethie merely rolled her eyes as Giles closed the door."Yea Gods!
She is a *handful*! How did Joyceln *have* such an imp?"

"Joyce says Buffy takes after her great-grandmother, an almost exact
replica, in fact,"Giles coughed. Her face pink, Lady Atherton studied
Giles as he gave her a bland look.

After a few minutes of silence, Giles cleared his throat and was about
to say something when Lady Atherton stood up and walked to the desk and
picked up a vase of fresh flowers.

Giles watched in facination when she opened the window and threw the
flowers and water out. Two screams were heard a second later. Giles
blinked as she stuck her head out to shout,"Angel! Go plan your bachelor
party!"

She was about to close the windows when after a second she threw the
vase out."Spike! Angel! Catch! It's a Dresden!"

When she heard a shout and a scream, she shouted,"Nice catch, Spike!
Joyceln won't be mad at you for not catching it. And, Angel, you ought
to be more careful about where you're running to! Running right into the
bushes is *not* a good idea considering your fatal allergy to them!"

"Beth! I'm going to suck you dry!" Spike shouted at her.

"Better get that flower out of your hair first!"she shouted back at
him."And Angel? It would do nicely if you would be polite to the Thurman
chap when you see him. Else Elizabeth and the idiot will be *very*
displeased with you."

As she closed the window, she shook her head. Then she turned to look at
Giles."Is it really this difficult to get into a private conversation
with you?"

"They *are* a bit, protective, Lady Atherton. But they do mean
well,"Giles said in all seriousness."And they are, ah, quite curious as
to what you have to speak about. And given the fact that the Watcher's
Council has tried to separate us all before, they are a bit leery-"

"Rupert, you're babbling. And I am not here on Council business, not
really,"Lady Atherton said as she sat back down on the sofa
heavily."Come, sit here. And talk to me. And then I will tell you my
news."

Giles cautiously sat next to Lady Atherton. He was vaguely concerned.
The last time he sat like this, next to her, he was applying for her
help in remaining married to Joyce. And it was a brief, uncomfortable,
if successful meeting."Yes, my lady? What do you wish to speak to me
about?"

*****

Glaring at the road, Spike grumbled as he sat in the Jeep going towards
the hospital."Knew I should have killed when I had the chance! It was a
freaking fluke over eighty years ago, and now she's back! Never should
have listened to meself when I said to avoid her! Should've-"

"Spike!"Buffy shouted from the back seat."Move your damn seat up! I have
no room back here!"

"Tough, Slayer! I called shotgun!"Spike shouted back as he leaned his
seat back further. Buffy retaliated by kicking the back of his seat.
Hard.

"Buffy, if you break the upholstery in this car, you're paying for
it,"Joyce warned. Then she looked at Spike when she stopped at a red
light."So, Liam, how did you meet Nana?"

"Yeah, did she *really* kick your ass? I bet she did. I wish I there to
see it,"Buffy smirked at him Spike turned around to glare at her."Well,
did she?"

Spike growled as he looked at Buffy."Watch your language about your Mum,
Slayer. And, NO, she did not kick my ass, Slayer. Think she'd still be
alive to tell about it if she did?"

Willow cocked her head sideways, and looked at him."No, but then she has
something to hold you away from her. Something that lasted for over
eighty years. So...what is it?"

"What the hell, I mean, what do you mean by that, witch?"Spike scowled
at her. Willow shrugged. She felt safe enough with Buffy and her mom in
the car.

"I mean when we first met her, it was obvious that the two of you know
and, uh, really dislike each other,"Willow said with a frown as she
thought of her first meeting with Buffy's Nana."And she gave you that
scar over your eye, and keeps mentioning it when you piss-, I mean, get
on her nerves."

"And she said something about warning you about staying away from
hers,"Buffy said with a frown."So what gives? Nana has an bad attitude
that scares you? And she can beat your ass? Even at the ripe old age of
ninety-eight?"

"Very funny, Slayer,"Spike shrugged."She's a Hound. That's all. To us
vampires, that's enough of a reason to hate her."

As she made the turn, Joyce glanced at Spike."What does Nana being a
Finder have anything to do with her hold over you?"

Spike shifted uncomfortably. He wished the damn hospital would show up
soon."Probably the same hold that she has on everybody else that she
meets."

Joyce looked at him puzzled."She had a hold on everybody she meets? My
Nana?"

Spike sighed."Your nana, Mum, being who she is, namely, a Hound,
naturally has a hold of somethings that shouldn't have been known. To
anyone. And she uses them to get her way."

"You make her sound like an blackmailer,"Buffy joked. Spike glared at
her. Buffy's eyes then rounded."You're not kidding. Are you, Spike?"

Spike looked at the approaching hospital."Beth and I go back a long way.
She was searching for a Pest when I met her. We fought. I hurt her,
badly. She hurt me just as bad. She lived. I lived, then we went our
separate ways. End of story."

Buffy studied Spike with frown."No...not end of story. There's more to
it. So what is it?"

"And what's a pest?" Willow added as she bit her lip."Why was she
looking for a pest?"

"A Pest is a potential Slayer, Red,"Spike said reluctantly."And as the
Watcher said, she has the record for finding the most pests. And that's
not all she can find if she wants to. Figure it out, Slayer. You're
bright enough even though you sometimes seem to have a little too much
bubbles in your head."

*****

Lady Atherton looked at Giles."I want to speak to you about the future,
Rupert. It was something that I want to speak to you first, and not in
front of Joyceln."

"The future?"Giles echoed cautiously."What about it? Will there be a
catastrophe? Something dangerous to Buffy? Or Joyce?"

Lady Atherton shook her head."No. Nothing serious to them, at least I
don't think so. Not at this moment, although there will be something
going on at either the wedding or the reception. I'm not quite sure yet.
But this has to do with you and all that is yours, Rupert. It is set,
but the time is not. Not yet."

Giles looked at her as she smiled at him slightly."What is not set, my
lady?"

"Because I tell you this, you can alter your future if you wish and I
can help you if you want,"Lady Atherton said cautiously. At Giles's nod
she continued."In a few years time, you will be asked to join the
Watcher's Council. And a few years after that, you will be the Director
of the Council."

Giles stared at her. Flabbergasted."I-I have no idea what to say, my
lady. A Giles? Watcher's Council? Director?"

"Say nothing yet, Rupert. There is more," Lady Atherton said."In those
years, at least one of your children, yours and Joyceln's will become a
Finder. A powerful one. One that has an ability on the level of mine."

Giles stared a Lady Atherton."Ch-children?"

*****

Buffy stared at the hospital, then slowly smiled."She could find you,
couldn't she? That was her threat, wasn't it? During the day, in the
night. In any country, Nana could find you and stake your dead butt."

Buffy looked at a confused Willow, then at Spike."Nana has the ability
to sort of see the future, she wouldn't know exactly where you were when
she predicted, but she could make a good guess. And she knows where you
were. So in digging your past, she could find out stuff that you
wouldn't want known. To anyone. As a human or a demon."


Buffy then smiled broadly."And she could also, I bet, predict your
moves. That's why you weren't able to kill her, and you're so reluctant
to try again. You probably stand a better chance with me fighting you
than you do with Nana."

Spike glared at Buffy."Don't push it, Slayer. And yes, she can predict
some of my moves. But she's old and slow now, so I could probably take
her out."

Buffy smiled coldly."Not *my* Nana, Spike. Not when I'm around. But
then she could-"

"Oh, no! What's Faith doing here?"Joyce said as she stopped the car.
Startled, Buffy and Willow looked at her, alarmed.

"Faith? Where's Faith?"Buffy asked, alarmed. Joyce stared at her
daughter. Then she pointed. Buffy stared at the places she was looking
at, and grimaced.îAnd there are the leeches...wonderful.î

Willow's eyes then caught another moving figure.îIt gets better, Buffy.
Owenís there by the next row of cars...î

Joyce groaned."And he's heading right towards the vamps! What kind of
idiot did your father hire?"

"One that loves his job it seems. What's he doing visiting Dad now? Why
now? Are you having a strange sense of deja vu, Will,"Buffy groaned as
she shook her head.

"Yeah, except it's not the funeral home with dead bodies this
time,"Willow grumbled. Spike chuckled, then started laughing.

"Think that I'd better stay here and enjoy the show,"he said as he sat
back. Toodles, Slayer. Have fun!"

Buff glared at him, then looked at her mother and Willow."Mom, you take
Owen to Dad. Willow, help her. I'll take out the vamps with Faith.
Spike, you stay in the car."

*****

Lady Atherton nodded."Children. I don't know how many yet, but there
will be children between you and Joyceln."

Giles smiled as he was lost in thought. "Children."

Lady Atherton sighed."Children, Rupert. And a problem with the children,
Rupert."

Giles stared at her."A problem? With my children? What is it? Is it
serious? Is there something wrong with them?"

"Not unless you count the fact that at least one of your children will
have your nose and ears. And your taste for cotton and tweed,"Lady
Atherton said blandly."And the fact that at least child of yours will be
a Potential or the mother of a Potential."

Giles stared at her."What?"

"Rupert, you know as well as I, that as the Director of the Watcher's
Council, you will be in contact with demons and all sorts of the
paranormal,"Lady Atherton said as she looked at him. "Think about it,
Rupert. The timing is yours."

Giles looked at Lady Atherton."And my future is already set? I cannot
alter it?"

"Who can say? As I told Elizabeth, the future is always changing. By
telling you this, I could have altered the future I predicted for
you,"Lady Atherton said."That you will be on the Watcher's Council, I
know. To be Director...that is still to be set. All I know is if you
wish it, we can alter the schedule of you being on the Council. If you
wish it. And I will help."

"And this...this was all that you wished to tell me, Lady Atherton?"
Giles asked. His heart fell when he saw her smile grimly at him.

"That and two other things,"Lady Atherton conceded."The first is that
you may call me Nana..."

"And the second...Nana?"Giles prompted. Nana Bethie smiled as she looked
at him craftily.

"I wish to play poker with the demon, Whistler, is that at all
possible?"Nana Bethie said."The last time I saw the annoying demon, it
was thirty years ago and he shorted the pot by putting in a few fake
ancient scrolls. And his name was Harbinger."

Giles stared at her, then cleared his throat."I'll...see what I can do,
Nana."

"Good. You may find him at the Bronze in an hour or so. With Angel and
Oz,"she said with satisfaction. Then she frowned."Oh, dear. Scratch
that. They'll all be found at the hospital. Oh my. Fighting leeches. And
meeting Thurman...with Elizabeth."

"Oh dear,"Giles said as he pushed his glasses back up."I think that I
had better go."

Nana Bethie rose from her seat."And so shall I. I don't want to miss any
of the action. Tell, me Rupert, is this Angel the Ensouled Vampire of
Elizabeth's a violent sort of fellow?"

*****

While Willow and Buffy's mother made it quickly across the parking lot
towards Owen, Buffy darted her way between the cars towards Faith.

"Hey! Faith!"Buffy called out softly. Faith spun quickly around and saw
her friend. Buffy joined her."What are you doing here? I thought that I
was guarding the shipment of meals-on-wheels?"

"You were, until I overheard that the vamps were discussing the bright
idea of going to get some extra take out by raiding the recovery
ward,"Faith said with a shrug."So what's the sitch? Where's your Mom and
Willow?"

"Distracting Owen. Swear that the boy has the worst possible
timing,"Buffy said as she scoped the vampires."Last time he was nearly
killed in the funeral home on our first date. So how you want to do
this?"

Faith shrugged."Scissor, paper, rock? Winner gets first pick?"

Buffy shrugged and threw out her hand. Faith threw out hers, and crowed
with delight."Paper! Yay! I win! I'll take the vamps on the right!"

*****

As Oz made his way from down the stage to a bored looking Angel, he
sighed. Then he brightened when he saw the other demon that was going to
be a groomsman by the side exit."Hey, Whistler? How's tricks?"

Whistler greeted the young werewolf."Hey, Wolf-boy. Nice hair, see that
you're going for a suave look. The orange streaks in brown looks good.
You plan anything for our perky friend's last single party yet?"

"Nope. Though I have had clear threats that any strip club is not
allowed,"Oz said as he and Whistler weaved their way through the crowd
towards Angel."And word of warning, when was the last time you spoke to
him?"

"When he told me about getting the unbreakable shakles with our blonde
bombshell, why?"Whistler frowned. Oz rolled his eyes.

"You'll know soon enough. Just don't mention the words promises, Buffy,
Owen Thurman, Hank Summers and Nana Bethie around him,"Oz quietly
cautioned. Then he thought a bit."Or anything sex-related. Which is just
about everything."

Whistler shrugged."Fine by me. Though why he doesn't want to talk about
the bombshell is a bit odd for me to get. Anyway, there's some action
going on tonight."

Whistler nodded a greeting to Angel."Hospital. Blood raid. Kinda
important. Some bright-eyed vamps want to get some troublemaker in
there."

Angel jumped off from his chair."Hospital? Blood raid? Oh man! That's
where Buffy's son-of-bitch pain in the ass father is! Oz? Done for the
night? Good. Let's go, Whistler, you can fill us in the details on the
way. Can't believe how that idiot's interfering with my life! And Iím
not even his son-in-law yet!"

Whistler looked at Oz."Mind telling me why Sunshine is all so riled up
about?"

Oz just rolled his eyes."It all started just before the wedding rehersal
that you missed. And it went down hill from there..."

~TBC~

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