fandomhighdorms | 2nd Floor Common Room. (Late Evening)

"Maybe the reason eveybody said it was sex, was because you told them that!" Callisto took advantage of Angel's fall and pounced on him. "I don't know what delusions you possess, but perfect happiness? You're not that good."

"Everybody's always said it's been sex!" Angel said. He didn't try to move from underneath Callisto. Sean, for his part, watched the show with delight, tail wagging all the while.

"I had sex with Buffy and I broke the curse. How was I supposed to be with anybody else knowing that could happen?"

"Did it ever even occur to you to ask?" Callisto leant over to thwap at Angel some more. "Or would that have taken too much time away from your brooding?"

"Ow!" Angel tried to catch Callisto's wrists to stop with the hitting. "Who was I supposed to ask? The people who said it was sex or everybody else who said it was sex?"

"We have a library, and a rather large number of magic users," Callisto briefly considered headbutting Angel since she couldn't thwap him while he a a hold on her wrists. "You can't expect to believe the concept of research never entered your thick head."

"It's not like anybody wrote a book of instructions!" Angel pointed out. "Not even a helpful pamplet with maybe some bullet points and a diagram! I didn't even know I could lose the soul until Buffy!"

"You're telling me that in the...however many years you had the soul the first time around, that you never, not once, had sex until Buffy?"

"Well... no." Angel admitted slowly. He frowned. "Wait - yes. Um. Which one means that... Um. Huh."

Callisto rolled her eyes. "Did you have sex after getting the soul and before Buffy? Yes, or no?"

"Mms?" Angel mumbled.

"Excuse me?" Callisto leaned in closer to Angel. "I didn't catch that."

"Yes!" Angel shouted, right into her ear.

"OW!" Callisto yelped, and clapped her hands to her ears.

"You asked," Angel pointed out. He folded his hands across his chest, since he couldn't stand without dumping her onto the ground.

"Okay, I'm not a mage or a witch, but wouldn't the fact that you did have sex without losing the soul the first around suggest that maybe it wasn't the sex that was the problem with Buffy?" Callisto punctuated her words by poking at Angel's chest. "Or does the soul affect your deductive reasoning too?"

"Well - I - I wasn't in love before!" Angel defended himself. "I never tried it where I cared about somebody."

"Love." Callisto facepalmed. "Why does it always have to be about love?"

Angel blinked. "... 'cause it was?"

Marty the Elf wanders over to where Cal and Angel are arguing.

"Are you two wrestling? Up at the North Pole we wrestle all the time to see who gets the best snow berries. I always win, because I'm the biggest!"

Angel looks up. And up. "Marty?"

"Marty?" Callisto suddenly realised that she was more or less straddling Angel in the middle of the common room. "This isn't what it looks like."

"You sure? Because it really looks like Marty's gone nuts."

"It looks like FUN!" Marty the Elf exclaims. "I'm all for fun! Fun is the best! Are you wrestling to see who gives each other the first gift? Because that's the only fight we have at the North Pole!"

"Uh...maybe..." Callisto looked to make sure Marty didn't have a cricket bat stashed away somewhere. "Would it be bad if we were?"

"Well you don't want Santa to find out that you've been fighting! Fighting is a no-no and could get you on the naughty list! You don't want to be on the Naughty list!" Marty the elf said with a wide eyed look of fear.

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