Title: Shake your Bon-Bon Pt.2
Author: Donna
Disclaimer and stuff in part 1.
Hey! Blame it on Jullez!!<VBG>
Later that same evening.....
"Bloody Hell!" Giles exclaimed in vexation. "What is it about this town that a man can't enjoy a bloody cup of tea!"
He slammed the teapot down on the counter and stomped off to answer the door. "If it's that neighbor trying to borrow coffee again!" He yanked open the door ready to commit mayhem. "What!" he bellowed.
"You R.Giles?" The sight of a delivery man pulled him up short.
"Hmm, what? Yes, I'm R.Giles." Giles answered flustered.
"Yeah? Well sign here." The delivery guy gave Giles a strange look as he passed the clipboard.
"Okay." Giles took the clipboard trying not to blush in mortification. He quickly signed his name and recieved a rectangular box in return.
Giles smiled at the man, "Thank you," He said calmly
"Yeah, whatever," The delivery guy slowly backed away.
Giles shut the door with a groan and leaned against it's surface. Missing the strangely hued blue light flash outside his door.
"Can you act more like a loon?" Giles muttered to himself.
He looked down at the package in his hand wondering who it could be from. There wasn't a return address, just his own. Shrugging, he ripped aside the paper and found an envolope attached to a box. Setting the box down on his desk, he opened the envelope and began to slowly grin.
"Ripper, my man! Found these in one of those cheesy transport gift shops. Thought of you! Hope you enjoy them! Who loves ya babe? Love, Alf."
Giles ripped open the box and laughed at what was inside. He looked around his apartment furtively and his mind made up, grabbed the box and dashed into the bathroom.
As Buffy walked up the stairs to Giles apartment, she experenced a strange feeling of dejavue. She could swear someone was playing Ricky Martin.
"Oh no," she muttered and quietly opened Giles door. At the sight before her, she collapsed to the floor, tears of laughter steaming down her face.
Giles, completly unaware of his visitor, dressed in nothing but a skimpy pair of Alf boxers, was blissfully shaking his mighty fine Bon- Bon.