-DISCLAIMER-
I don't own "The Nanny" or the characters. I own NOTHING! This story was written for the sole purpose of entertainment only. No infringement of copyrights. They belong to Fran Drescher and Peter. c:
Chapter 1 c:
"MS. FINE!" Fran runs rather quickly for a woman in tall heels.
"What, whatever I did, it was Niles." Fran said, wondering what she had done. Mr. Sheffield walks out and and ushers her to go inside his office.
He looks at Ms. Fine with a stern look on his face. "Why..?" is all he could say.
"Why what? Mistah Sheffield, I ain't getting any youngah!" Mr. Sheffield glances at one more time before going back to his desk.
"My god, Mistah Sheffield, stop keepin' me in suspense." Maxwell sighs before firmly grasping Fran's wrist. "Ya'kno Mistah Sheffield, if you want that.."
Maxwell shushes her before asking with desperation in his eyes.
"Why..? Why would you go out with Lohan, when you have m-..our family?" Maxwell said hoping she didn't catch that.
"EXCUSEEEEEEEE ME..? I have waited for you for 3 YEARS and you wanted NOTHING to do with me, and you had the NERVE to say that I can't date anyone? You know what, fine, if I can't date anyone, this thing is done. I'll be with the kids, but I won't have ANYTHING to do with you. " Fran yelled in a rude voice.
"Are you forgetting who writes your checks, lets you live here, and haven't fired you every time your nasally voice ruins my business deals? I think you're forgetting I am the boss and YOU are the nanny." Maxwell snapped.
"Then why can't I date people without you getting jealous?" Ms. Fine questioned. Maxwell stammered as Ms. Fine walked out in a huff. "My god, I can't get anywhere with that woman..but..she's the light of my children and m-.. our family." Maxwell thought as he walked out to see where she went.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Ms. Fine dressed in a sexy, short, and red dress that makes her cleavage and bottom look huge making out with a handsome man in incredible suit/
He hated seeing her with men, let alone making out with them. "MS. FINE! The children can walk in and see you!" Fran looked at her date and rolled her eyes. "Yeah right..eh let's go honey, don't wanna keep the bed waitin' HooHah!" Maxwell felt his blood boil and walked back into his office.
My god, she looked incredibly sexy tonight. Did she really mean what she said about the bed? I know Ms. Fine, and she isn't trampy..is she?" Maxwell thought as he remembered her wearing short skirts and tight shirts around him. "Well, if she wants to be taken advantaged of, then she will, but not by him.." Maxwell smiled mischievously.