A Room at the Arms, Monday Morning

[fh_jackass]

Like so many others on the island, Logan woke feeling as though the events of the weekend had been just a horrible dream.

And then he realized the body he was snuggled up with had a heartbeat.

"Oh my God!" He leapt out of bed and grabbed his clothes. "Ew ew ew I'm gonna puke!"

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel had been happily spooning the person in bed with him, assuming it was Anders, of course, and that Phoebe had slipped out of bed to shower or something. In fact, he'd been drowsily contemplating waking up Anders with a little morning fun.

When Logan leapt out of the bed, he pushed himself up, blinking in confusion. "What? Oh, no. HELL no!"

[fh_jackass]

Logan gagged. "You are sick," he yelled at Bel. "Using your magic to get me in bed - that's disgusting."

[demonbelthazor]

"Don't play innocent with me!" Bel shouted. "You did this! You and your sick, twisted demon fantasies!"

[fh_jackass]

"I'm not the one with supernatural powers!"

[demonbelthazor]

"No, you just like to get fucked by people who do!" Bel threw back at him.

[fh_jackass]

Logan was dressed now but he could still feel sticky bits of... ew ew ew. "Once I get clean," if ever, "you are so dead," Logan threatened and stormed out of the room.

[demonbelthazor]

For lack of a better response, Bel shouted after him, "You sucked in bed anyway!"

Then he shuddered and raced for the shower.