I&#39;m learning to breathe on my own...

Fred watches Kara's moods bounce and shift round the foom with force, and speed, and awe.

"That's...that just amazing."

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Cordelia chuckles to herself and sits down again. "No kidding. She's a spitfire."

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"That and then some," Fred agrees. "But it suits her."

She continues to beem just at the sight of Cordy.

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Cordelia nods. "Maybe it's a slayer thing, all that energy. Buffy could be like that sometimes, too."

She looks over and sees Fred grinning. "Okay, what's got you so smiley all of a sudden?"

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Fred shrugs slightly.

"Ya'll make me smiley, what can I say? I guess I don't really have any defense against it, not that I want one."

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Cordelia grins at her. "Nothing wrong with that. It's good to see you smiling. I'm just sorry Kara was being so... well, teenager-like."

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"Don't APOLOGISE for me, Cordelia!" Says the voice at the top of the stairs. The voice who may have been evesdropping, just a little. "You're not my CONSCIENCE."

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"SHE WASN'T!!!!!!!!"

Fred grins.

"Maybe if you would come down a few more stairs you could hear better!"

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"I never said I was, Kara." Cordelia sighs. Sometimes Kara's mood swings give her a headache. "Fine, I won't apologize for you ever again. Are you ready to go?"

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"We better get SOMEONE some HAPPY PILLS at the mall." Replies Kara, already down the stairs. "And, yes. I'm ready. Geez. You need an attitude check!"

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"I need an attitude check... yeah, that's a good one." Cordelia stands up and tugs a little at her top to make sure it's covering everything. "You know, you're a lot more spastic today than usual. Maybe you're the one who needs the happy pills."

Sometimes, the only way to deal with Kara is to act just like her.

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Kara has no retort to that, so she manages to accidentally knock into Cordelia walking past and then step on her foot for good measure.

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Cordelia winces at the foot stomp, but smiles nonetheless, feeling like she's won this round. She turns to fred and nods toward the door. "You ready?"

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"Couldn't be anything else but ready," Fred announces, following them to the door.

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"Um. How're we getting to the Mall?"

Which reminds Kara, she still has an IOU for three cars and no car to speak of. She also flunked drivers ed twice at school. But that would be beside the point.

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Cordelia looks over at Fred. "I guess Fred will have to drive. I don't have my car here this time."

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"Your VERY unsafe car."

Then she shares the kind of scary news -

"I'm getting a Volvo. Maybe three of them."

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"It's not unsafe, Kara. No more than any other car." She pauses, then looks at her, surprised. "What are you supposed to do with three cars?"

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"I dunno. I can't even drive one. I flunked drivers ed twice. I kept slamming on the brakes and stuff. Because, you know, hazards! I was perceiving HAZARDS! But I totally got 100% on the road safety theory and stuff. It's just - HAZARDS!"

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Knowing Kara's history, Cordelia can't really blame her for being a nervous driver. "It'll just take time to get used to it."

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"Did you know that air bags can totally break your nose?" She asks. Another HAZARD.

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"Yeah, I've heard that before. But a broken nose is better than the alternative."

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"You should take an advanced driving course. Maybe I'll use some of my Vegas profits to get you one!"

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