Once they've all caught their breath, Angel -- understandably -- would like an explanation. Fred reminds him about the crystals she saw in the sewer, and shows him the crystals on her shirt. She says, "Those crystals are just dried-up bug goop. It must've laid its eggs in the Durslar's head, which would explain the Durslar coming up out of the sewer, 'cause, I mean, wouldn't you be a little crazy if you had eggs in your head?" She says that when Angel killed the Durlsar and took its head, the bug "had to track him down to get its babies back." Well, that certainly makes perfect sense. Except, how does a bug track someone down? And why did it lay eggs in the Durslar's head? And since we know that it doesn't take long for the bug-goo to crystallize, how did it get on the Durslar head so recently? Also, why do they seem so unconcerned that, under L.A., there's a hive of giant insects which lay their eggs inside other living beings? Lesson eight: whatever you do, don't make any sense. And by the way, do you get how the bugs just wanted to care for their children? Just like the Burkles do Fred? See how the stories resonate with meaning? If you do, let me know what you're drinking. Wesley compliments Fred on her deduction, and Gunn chimes in to admire the axe-apult. Fred says, "That was just a random thought I had: what if you had to do battle with your arms cut off? Sure, you'd hemorrhage to death pretty quick, but at least you could take your enemy with you." Uh huh. Fine. All of this leads Fred to declare that the whole thing has been "a stunnin' revelation of [her] true path in life." Fred makes one of her cute self-deprecating speeches, the short version of which is that she isn't really suited for a normal life now, and so she belongs with Angel and the MoG. She nervously turns to the MoG and adds, "If y'all don't want to put up with me, I completely understand." Wesley quickly says, "Let's put it to a vote, shall we? All in favor say aye? Aye. Motion passed. Good. You're staying." Delighted grins all around. On the show. The expressions in my apartment are more along the lines of disgusted grimaces. Fred turns to her parents, who, of course, are understanding and supportive. Roger says, "We'll have to stick around for another a couple of weeks." Fred sighs, "Daddy..." Roger amends that to "days." Because after five years of not knowing if she'll ever see her parents again, Fred's already sick of them. And her parents feel the same way. See lesson one.