Title: Past, Present and Future
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Humour
Summary: A collection of fluffy oneshots throughout the childhood, adolescence and adulthood of Troy and Gabriella Troyella NO FLAMES!! Rated T for later chapters
A/N Finally i-heart-hairspray is taking over LTL!! Hopefully she'll finish it soon...as for me, here's a collection of oneshots!
Mrs Montez looked at her five year old daughter, Gabriella. She felt tears leak out of her eyes as she looked at the desolate child, playing with her soft toys. The two had moved house for the sixth time in their life. Gabriella had never had the chance to make any friends, so she stuck with books. However, when Mrs Montez had transferred once again, her company promised her that she would be staying in Albuquerque. She was glad that this would be the last time Gabriella would be moving, and now she could make proper friends.
"Mama?" Mrs Montez was pulled out of her thoughts by a small figure tugging at her dress.
Mrs Montez bent down. "Yes baby?"
"Why are you cwying?" Gabriella asked sweetly.
Mrs Montez smiled faintly as she picked up her child. "It's nothing baby," she said.
"Ok," Gabriella stayed in her mother's arms for a while before hopping out to join her toys again.
Ding dong!
Mrs Montez turned around. They had a visitor?
She pulled the door open to reveal a couple around her age, with a five year old son holding a small plastic basketball, bouncing it on the steps. The woman, whom Mrs Montez assumed to be the mother, bent down and stopped the boy.
"Troy, it's rude to do that," she scolded.
"Sorry Mommy," Troy replied, and flashed a cheeky smile.
Mrs Montez watched, amused. The man smiled at her and extended his hand.
"You must be our new neighbour! I'm Jack, Jack Bolton, this is my wife, Elizabeth and our son, Troy," he welcomed.
"It's nice to meet the three of you. I'm Janette Montez," she smiled, shaking his hand.
Troy looked up at Mrs Montez. "I'm Twoy," he introduced.
Mrs Montez laughed. How he resembled Gabriella! "Well hello there, Troy. I'm Mrs Montez!"
The four entered the kitchen. There were boxes everywhere.
"I'm sorry about all the mess," she apologized.
"Oh no, it's fine!" Mrs Bolton exclaimed.
"So, do you have any kids, Janette?" Mr Bolton asked.
Just then, Gabriella appeared in the doorway.
"Mama?" she asked.
All four figures turned around.
"Come here, Gabby, there are some neighbours who want to meet you," Mrs Montez said.
Gabriella toddled into the room and then hopped onto her mother's leg. Mr and Mrs Bolton smiled at the little girl.
"My name's Gabwiella Montez, what're your names?" she asked.
Troy was the first one who replied. "I'm Twoy!" he exclaimed enthusiastically.
Gabriella smiled at Troy.
"I'm Mr Bolton" Mr Bolton began. "And I'm Mrs Bolton," Mrs Bolton finished.
Gabriella smiled politely at them. "It's a pweasure to meet you, Mr and Mrs Bawton," she said, pronouncing Bolton wrong.
"You too, Gabriella!" Mrs Bolton laughed.
"You have really good vocabulary, Gabriella!" Mr Bolton praised.
"Oh yes, I taught her how to read last year!" Mrs Montez said proudly.
The adults began their conversation on education. Gabriella smiled shyly at Troy.
"Do you wanna play outside?" he asked.
"Ok," she replied.
She slipped off her mother's leg and ran to catch up with Troy.
"So…" Troy began.
Gabriella looked at Troy. "Mmmhmm?"
"Do you know how to pway bwasketbawl?" Troy asked.
Gabriella furrowed her brow. "No, what is it?"
"It's when you shoot this ball," Troy held up his plastic basketball, "Into a hoop and the team who shoots the most balls into a hoop wins,"
"Oh," Gabriella replied shortly.
After a silence, Troy asked the question Gabriella had always dreaded.
"Where's your daddy?" he asked.
Gabriella looked down. For a while, she didn't say anything. "M-my daddy d-d-died w-when I was th-three," she stuttered, trying to restrain her tears.
Troy turned around completely to look at the girl. She didn't have a dad! Gabriella was still hunched up, willing herself not to cry in front of her new neighbour.
Troy didn't know what to do. So all he did was wrap his arms around her as the five year old burst into tears.
"I'm sorry Gabby, I didn't mean to make you cwy," he said.
Gabriella tried to say something, but her words became hiccups.
When Gabriella's tears had subsided, she said, "I'm sorry,"
"You don't have to be," Troy replied, his arms still wrapped tightly around her.
For a while, they just sat there. Gabriella still had a distant sad look on her face. Troy racked his brain to find something to cheer her up.
"Gabwiella, are you twicklish?" he asked.
Gabriella looked at Troy, confused. "Yes, why?" Her last word became a shriek as Troy poked her sides, making her jump a few feet into the air.
Troy grinned as he tickled her, her squeals of laughter filling the air. The three adults inside had stopped talking after hearing the commotion outside.
"Looks like they're getting along," Mrs Montez observed.
"Yeah…they look adorable with each other," Mrs Bolton said.
The three adults continued to watch their children play.
"I can imagine them getting married and have three children and living in their very own house in Albuquerque!" Mrs Bolton squealed with excitement.
Mr Bolton raised his eyebrows. "Lizzie…isn't it a bit early to think about marriage for the two?"
As the Bolton's argued about Troy and Gabriella's relationship, Mrs Montez looked out through the window. She was glad that Gabriella had found a friend. She was glad that her Gabriella was happy.
Awww…how cute was that? Hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter will be when they're 8 years old, and the chapters afterwards will lead straight up until the day Gabriella gives birth to her and Troy's first child. Long series, eh?
Oh, by the way, if any of you want me to write a one shot based on your idea, please PM me! I'll be happy to do it, please send me your plot and your pairings. Although my specialty is in Zanessa and Troyella, I can happily write Chaylor, Zekepay, Jelsi, Lashley, Relsi or Rypay.