100 Words of Detty

This will be a collection of one-shots or shorts involving Daniel and Betty inspired by a single word. There will be 100 words. Some might be short, some might be long, some might go one for a few chapters. You can give suggestions if you want to see something specific or throw a word at me and I will try my best and come up with something using that word as inspiration.

Hope you enjoy. This is for entertainment only! I just love Detty so much! :D

Here is the first one.


Word #1-Plan


"So, what's the plan this time?" Marc asked as he slipped in next to Amanda on the couch who was scanning through the blog she and he started sporting Betty's daily dressing disasters since she started working at Mode. It was a Saturday night and they were at the apartment trying to come up with fun things to do.

Marc wondered how they came to this point. Here they were... the fabulous Marc St. James and gorgeous Amanda Tanen Sommers, two amazingly good looking awesome fun people sitting around like couch potatoes. Potatoes! Like Betty!

Marc let out a frustrated sigh. Even Betty had plans tonight.

"Marc...it's so sad" Amanda said as she half-heartedly scrolled through the pages.

"What is Mandy?" Marc asked confused resting his head on her shoulder.

She let out a sigh and then rested her head against his. "Betty... she doesn't dress hideous anymore. I miss her." She said sadly. Marc picked up his head in surprise. "Mandy!"

She looked at him. "I do. She used to be so funny and...And we could tease her and...And she was so colorful and, funny, Marc."

"She's still funny. She's Betty!" Marc responded trying to cheer up his bestie. Amanda looked back at the laptop screen that was on the last page of the blog, photo taken yesterday, and Betty was without braces, her smile bright as ever, dressed in a purple dress with a thick black belt around her waist, and her hair straight and her bangs trimmed. She looked...dare he even think it...fabulous.

Marc sighed. "I miss Betty, too." Amanda looked at him with a small smile. "She's growing up" he said in thought looking off into space. He looked to her with a smile "Hey, think of it this way, our awesome taste finally FINALLY rubbed off on her." He grinned proudly.

Amanda smiled big. "You're right! So, because of US, she looks awesome." She said proudly. Marc nodded.

"Hey, what if...what if..." Marc started but stopped suddenly wondering if they were too grown up to stoop to the old ways. "WHAT?" Amanda looked at him anxiously knowing that he just thought of something in that brilliant devious mind of his.

He looked at her and smirked. "Oh Marcy, what is it?" She shook his arm wanting him to dish.

He grinned. "What if we have some fun?"

Amanda smiled big "What kind of fun?" she asked with a growing smirk.

He grinned even bigger leaning back on the sofa, his arms behind his head and kicking his feet up on the table. Amanda looked at him expectantly. He just glanced at her and then smirked. "Betty kind of fun"


AN: LOL that was so freaking random, but the next word will continue this little short. Let me know what you think. :P

I'll have the next part up tomorrow. And probably the third one after that since this short is in three parts :P