Angel/Forge/Kyle/Julio

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Angel goes to collect her fellow Oz-ers and after a brief period of admiring each other's costumes, and some blushing, reveals Toto to everyone.



Angel primped one last time in the mirror before stepping back. She looked, well, adorable if she did say so herself. She grinned. And she did. Reaching over, she picked up the basket and fussed with the blanket covering up Toto. It was time to get the boys. Giggling, she raced out of her room to Julio and Kyle's only stopping to knock on their door.

"There's no place like home," she called out, popping her head through the door. "You guys decent and ready?"

Forge glanced up from where he was sitting on the couch in the common area of the suite. "I think Julio and Kyle are finishing up. Me, my costume comes built-in." He stood up, turning around to display the aluminum foil he'd layered over his torso and one leg of his cargo shorts, his mechanical arm and leg on display. The ensemble was topped off by a conical hat made of foil, perched at an angle atop his mess of hair.

"Not a half bad Tin Man, eh?"

Clasping her hands together, the basket swinging wildly, Angel jumped up and down. "Oh, you look great, Forge," she responded, her smile growing even wider. "The hat totally makes it and! You'll be able to keep out any government probes for the time being. And are the rest of the boys taking longer then me in the bathroom?"

"Fixing hair!" Kyle voice came out of the shared bathroom loudly, echoing a bit off the tiles. It was long enough now to put some gel in and spike in thirty-seven crazy directions, giving him a decidedly mane-like effect. But getting the gel off his hands and out from under his claws was another story.

Forge just inclined his head in the direction of the bathroom and shrugged in a "What can you do?" gesture. He stood up and looked Angel over. "Too bad Jay isn't here," he said, "He'd probably be doing backflips over the Judy Garland homage."

Spinning in a circle, Angel stopped and laughed. "The more I hear about this Jay, the more I wish I could have met him," she responded, going over to perch carefully on the arm of the couch. She held out her feet, the shoes shining brightly. "One pair of red ruby slippers via the Jennie Glitter Explosion."

"Dude." Kyle came out of the bathroom just in time to hear the explanation of the shoes. "Nice pigtails." He said. "And seriously, those are some shoes. I mean, they're.. uh.. they're some shoes, all right."

Julio emerged from the bedroom right after Kyle, mask and hat under one arm, pile of rags in the other. "Can someone please pin these on my back?" He was dressed in an old t-shirt and denim jacket, with a pair of jeans that already had large cloth patches pinned to them. The parrot was attached to one shoulder, wearing a black "t-shirt" and bandido mask courtesy of Angel.

At first, Angel didn't know quite where to look and she very nearly toppled over the arm of the couch. "I...just...Kyle, that vest is fantastically hideous! Or hideously fantastic, one or the other." She turned and hurried around behind Julio to help him with the rest of his costume. "You look great," she told him, pleased as punch that they all had made this much effort. Grinning, she came back around and looked at all three of them. "Guys, you rock so much."

And before any of them could say anything, she'd gone to each of them for a quick kiss on the cheek.

Clapping one hand over the cheek that Angel kissed, Julio flushed slightly and then covered it up by promptly donning his mask. It was really just a sack with holes for his eyes and nose cut out of it and a crudely drawn mouth. "I would hope we rock. I cannot breathe in this thing." He said, voice muffled.


"Dude, you look like the dude from Batman." Kyle said, adjusting his vest and grinning, and for once, oddly, standing straight instead of his normal hunch. "This is the -best-vest ever." He added. "Laurie told me so." Okay, she hadn't, but she'd implied it by pointing it out.

"That vest is a crime," Forge announced, walking over to stand next to Kyle and Julio. "And despite the hallways not being paved in golden bricks, I think it's about time we get Dorothy and Toto to the party, yeah?"

"Oh, and just one more thing," Angel said, suddenly looking both sly and anxious. Very carefully, she peeled back the covering and showed 'Toto' to the rest of the world. A small, pink pig looked out from the inside of the basket.

"Deaaaaaaattth..." Kyle said, ominously, and then in a single bound, vaulted the couch, and balanced on the arm, towering over Angel. "Filthy pignapper! Horrible filthy pignapper! The flying monkeys will get you!" He pointed a clawed finger and shook it at her menacingly, and then blinked, shook himself, hopped down off the sofa, resuming his previous cheerful attitude. "Oh, hey, wait!" He said, dashing back to his room to return a moment later with a brown costume lion's tail. "I need someone to pin this to my butt."

Forge glanced over at Julio, then grabbed him by the shirt and shuffled rapidly for the door. "So we'll just wait out in the hall for you to finish getting ready okay right that's where we'll be..."

"Did you let Forge snort Red Bull?" Angel asked, setting the basket down on the couch. "Spin for me, fuzzy, so I can play pin the tail on the Kyle."

"But! But! I want to see what happens!" Julio protested as he was yanked towards the door. "He has been complaining about his pig for over a month. It is anti-climactic, no?"

Kyle waited until Angel had pinned the tail to the back of his pants, and then twisted himself around to look at it. Once satisfied that it was in place, and moving around reasonably, he shook himself, adjusted his vest, and turned back towards Angel, a mischievous grin on his face. "Revenge later. Parade now." He said.

Squeaking, just a little bit, she grabbed for her basket. "Well, party first and then the parade," Angel said as they left the room. Giggling, she looped her arm through two of the boys and gave them all a look. "Any Witch the West gets between me and my candy and there will be words."

"Excellent. We will drop a house on her." Julio promised gallantly. The effect was ruined somewhat by the bag over his head. "Now, how does it go again? We are off to find food. And possibly a wizard."