Plei, you know what I want?
I want to see Andrew knock all their socks off with really good pastry. I mean, I want Wesley to fall at his feet over mille feuille, goddamnit.
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Plei, you know what I want?
I want to see Andrew knock all their socks off with really good pastry. I mean, I want Wesley to fall at his feet over mille feuille, goddamnit.
And maybe lure Angel into eating something solid for a change.
edit: "No, I don't care if you growl at me, you're going to at least taste this! How do you don't like it if you've never even tasted it?"
And maybe lure Angel into eating something solid for a change.
edit: "No, I don't care if you growl at me, you're going to at least taste this! How do you don't like it if you've never even tasted it?"
Be funnier if he pissed Angel off by mentioning Spike, who eats food like a linebacker.
"I know vampires can eat -- Spike did all the time." Muttered under breath: "*He* liked my roulade..."
PoutyChef!Andrew!
Plus showing a Big Board to Wesley.
Well, one suspects that Andrew takes his Big Board with him wherever he goes...
Yes. I am 12.
I want them to import Phantom Dennis to the Hyperion. He and Andrew can commiserate.
a Phantom Sous-chef.
Mixed up as to which thread I want to put this post in:
Fay, this is a beautiful, beautiful Andrew/Warren piece.
Ohhhh... Andrew Road Trip! He should have the Big Board.
"This" (gesturing with Williams Sonoma spatula at drawing of vaguely neo-Med building ) "is the Hyperion, where we live. It's really kinda cool. It used to be a demon-infested hotel. And this over here, that's Wolfram & Hart, where they keep the zombie lawyers...."
I want to see Andrew knock all their socks off with really good pastry. I mean, I want Wesley to fall at his feet over mille feuille, goddamnit.
Ooh! And given Fred's typical attitude towards carbo-loading and her own geekiness, she might get a crush on Andrew, who would be completely oblivious.
Plus, jealous Gunn, always a plus. Then, there'd be the fun of a jealous Wes, who wouldn't be able to figure out exactly why he was jealous, or of whom.