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An installment to the Evil Lindsey series. Just a typical couple's night out...or is it? Warped is what this is! Can be a bit disturbing for some readers.

Movie Date
By Imzadi


The End flashed across the screen as the four attractive young people rose from their seats. The young man on the end of the row stepped aside to allow his beautiful blonde girl friend to precede him; the other couple followed, also with the young lady first.

"Didn't I tell you that was a great movie? I love the old classics," the shorter young man said as he donned his leather coat.

"I do think that every time you see it you find something more to admire," the blonde said, slipping her arm around the taller man's waist.

"Yes, you are definitely right. It's worth seeing again and again," her tall dark date agreed. He kissed her forehead.

"But the snack bar is sinful. So bad, so bad, charging such prices," the brunette pointed out.

"It didn't really matter, did it?" her date asked. "After all there were just enough snacks to go around." This couple was more evenly matched in size, so he just put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her.

"Let's go out and get some dessert," the tall young man said. The other three agreed. So they left the theater after retrieving their money from the cashier's office.

"Too bad Wes and Cordelia didn't choose to come with us. They'd have enjoyed it."

The smaller man licked his fingers and then offered them to his companion to finish.

"They probably had more fun over on Lover's Lane," said the blonde. "So much to choose from there."

As the quartet strolled down the street looking for a good place for dessert, the cleaning crew started to arrive at the theater. Suddenly the air was filled with shrieks as they discovered the corpses, first in the ticket booth, then behind the concession stand, and finally in the auditorium itself. Only the projectionist was alive. They hadn't bothered him so he could run Casablanca for them.

Back at the Hyperion, Angelus and Darla headed for their room anxious to finish off a perfect evening. Lindsey and Drusilla sat on the couch to watch her favorite late-night talk show. She just loved Letterman; Lindsey preferred Jay Leno, but whatever his sweetheart wanted was fine with him.

"Oh, dear, what's this?" she pouted as Letterman was interrupted for a news break. The anchorwoman was horrified as she read a story about the twenty people found dead in the Rialto Theater, which specialized in old movies. She called it the Casablanca Murders.

"Just a little story about our date tonight, my dear. Someday we'll be as famous as you all were before."

"My Spikey went all good, all gooey-hearted cow-eyed for the Slayer. I hate him."

"We'll stake them both one day, Dru. I promise."

"Lindsey, darling, you are so wonderfully evil. Of course, you were a bad, bad boy even before we made you our dear boy. Now you're a match for Angelus himself." She snuggled into his arms.

Before Letterman was over, Wes and Cordelia had come in, smiling. "Did you all have fun?" Cordelia asked.

"Mummy's little girl was messy. She got nasty spots on her pretty dress."

"Cordelia, I can't take you anywhere," Wes teased.

"Oh, it's so hard to get blood to come out. It's ruined."

"I'm sure Darla & Dru will take you shopping tomorrow, Delia. They had such fun the last time they went, remember, Sweetheart?"

"You mean right before the Lawyerfeast?"

Letterman ended shortly after that, and the two vampire couples headed up for bed. It had been a very lovely evening.



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