At last!  I have found The Cure!

To Nick's vampirism?

No.  To his angsting.

<crash

Aaaah!  Drop it, you fiend!

<Russtle!

What?  Dark Squirette?  Spike!  What are you doing here?  Bust out of the
mental institute again?

I'm stopping your evil plot!  ...And Kyer is asleep if you must know.

What evil plot?  What are you babbling about?  And keep that damned plant
away from me!

<russtle!

Your devious plot to take away Nick's most endearing attribute!  ...'sides
those fangs.

Huh?  You can't mean that you like him tha--

100 Percent Flashbacking Angst?  You betch'a!  So's just hand over the
bottle and---(show her, Spike)--

<Russtle!

---this! (holds up bedraggled object)---won't get hurt!

Sydney!  Wait a minute...that's not Syd.  <gasp! Where'd you get that?!

Recognize it?  The **scrunchie** your mother gave you at your eighth
birthday..?

<Rusttle?

Oh, God!  ***Scroodles***!  What are you planning to do with him if I
refuse
to comply?

Spike here will use his needle to bisect it alive!!  Bwahaaaha<wheeze!
(darn, stupid, humidity..) Screed needs the elastic to floss his needles.

No!  You can't do it!

Oh yes---we can.

You're horrible!  Inhuman!

That's right, Doctor.  Bottle, please.

Here.

Wise choice.

Oh, Schroodles!  Thank goodness you're safe!

Bwahhhahh<chokehaaa!  Hey!  This is just a bottle of Prozac!

So?

So I thought you wanted to cure Nick on your own.  You know...scientific
challenge and all that high sounding gibberish you spouted in Only The
Lonely.

What?  You think I've nothing better to do then to spend all my free time
mixing formulas for a vampire?  Fat chance!  Besides...I happen to have a
date with a warm-blooded male.

Ooo.  Do tell.  What is it this time?  Serial rapists?  Multiple ax
murderer?  Lawyer?

Very funny.  For for your information he happens to be a podiatrist on his
last year of parole.

Podiatrist on parole?

He mistook a sixth toe for a bunion.  It was an accident.

((Calling Dr. Laauurrra...))

What?

Nothing.
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