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http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-6227-8/“Oh, hi, Xan,” Cordelia said innocently.
“What are you doing?” Xander asked dumbfounded walking slowly over to her.
“Training martial arts, can’t you see?” Cordelia asked innocently.
“That’s nice, but why?” Xander asked.
Cordelia looked at him oddly, sighed and said, “Sometimes . . . Xander - dweeb - there are vampires about, and all manner of other nasties.”
Xander shook his head. How the hell Cordelia managed to call him ‘dweeb’ so seductively was beyond him. “Yes,” he said exasperated, “but that didn’t make you train before.”
Cordelia smiled at him, saying, “Can’t a girl wizen up?”
“I believe,” Giles stated imperiously, “Cordelia’s words were, ‘I cannot get Xander if I can’t defeat my competition in combat’, or something along those lines, and she’s here to demonstrate.”
Cordelia twisted her head to Giles, as Xander grabbed his forehead in disbelief. “Why did you have to say that, you old goat!?” Cordelia exclaimed extremely piqued.
Jenny who stood next to Giles said, “I believe because you said you were going to train at a dojo, not hog the library where he has to train his charge, and he wants you out.”
“I beg your pardon?” Giles said calmly, as Xander continued shaking his head in disbelief.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, the direct route is the most effective with Americans, I’ll translate for you,” Jenny said sweetly, tapping his upper arm affectionately.
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