This was a request to do this sort of thing from Analford. This is my first time writing for this fandrom so please be nice. This will be a number of oneshots starting from the time Topanga and Cory move to New York at the end of "Boy Meets World" to start their new life to the first day of junior high for Ms Riley of "Girl Meets World".
Before you ask, no I didn't steal this idea from the author of "Gold". I am doing my own spin on the idea, that is hopefully different then theirs. Hope you guys enjoy it and please review. By the way if you guys have any ideas for oneshots, feel free to tell me and I will write them.
From the moment that Topanga and Cory Matthews got off the plane, they had literally been running ragged from morning to night with applying to Teacher's College and Yale for the next leg of their career journeys and searching for the part-time jobs to pay for the home they were actively looking for and of course to afford the price of living on their own two feet. It was harder then either one could have ever guessed to be in another state where they had to build their own lives apart from their families and best friends but it was the price of being a married adults.
"How many more apartments do we have to see today? We have been to like a zillion. My feet are sore and I am bored. Can't I stay in the car?" Eric Matthews whined and complained as he dragged his feet up the stairs to the next apartment building. He knew he sounded like a little kid but hey a guy has his limits when it comes to being on his feet almost all day being dragged to one apartment to another, he had to keep reminding himself that he was trying to be help his younger brother and sister pick a place to live but he was reaching his limits.
"Oh stop complaining Eric. Topanga and I want your opinion on apartments. It isn't our fault that there are limited # of apartments available in our price range that we actually like or are ready to move in without a huge clean-up first." Cory as patiently as he could explained to his older brother though he was also getting a little frustrated that in the last two days his wife and he had seen over 10 apartments and neither were the right ones for the start of their lives.
"Mr and Mrs Matthews. My name is Virginia Hamilton. I am just so peachy keen on meeting you two. Aren't you two just the cutest couple ever? Ohh I love newlyweds." came the perky, little grating on the nerves kind of voice of the manager of the building who was a buxom bottle blonde wearing a business suit. Her painted pink nails were so long that they practically scratched their palms when Cory, Topanga and Eric shook hands with her and her sunny smile seemed so fake and painted on that they got an uneasy feeling from her.
"I have the most perfect apartment for the two of you. It is just the cutuest little place ever devised. It was like it was made for the two of you. You two will love it, I guarantee as my name is Virginia Hamilton." she gushed as she lead the group up the stairs to the second floor and opened the door with a flourish before she ushered them into the apartment. As Cory, Topanga and Eric walked into through the door, it took their breath away and their eyes went wide.
The apartment was beyond perfect; every surface shone like the sun and had no trace of dirt or dust on it. The windows were open to bring in the sweet-smelling fresh summer air as well as the bright sunshine which made the room that much more brighter and perfect. The apartment seemed to have been painfully scrubbed, polished and cleaned by the previous tenant and each room was a good size for a starter house for two people starting out. The rent included hydro and electricity as well as the use of the building's washer and dryer and storage area. It was the perfect size for a couple starting out with room for kids when it happens and lots of room to live in, it was like it was made for Cory and Topanga.
As Topanga walked around the apartment, she could see little mental videos playing in her head about the life she hoped to have in this apartment; Cory snuggling with their kids as bedtime stories were being read, a curly haired baby waddling towards her outstretched and encouraging arms, teaching her daughter how to bake and waking up each morning to her kids' kisses, hugs, snuggles and could also see Cory and her, old and grey yet still head over heels in love, watching their grandchildren playing all around them, though the topic of kids would be at least a year or two from now.
"Cory, I love this place. We need to get it before it goes off the market. Look at the printout, it is the right price in a safe neighbourhood and it is clean enough to eat off the carpet. It's perfect for us." Topanga whispered to her husband away from Ms Hamilton and Eric who were still walking through the apartment. Since Cory agreed with his wife, the couple eagerly signed the papers, gave the security deposit, with some help from the governement with their student loans, and got the keys for the main door, their brand new apartment and the mail key.
Before the furniture and everything from their previous apartment was brought in from the storage unit it was placed in until a permenant place could be found, Cory and Topanga spent many painstakingly hours painting the different rooms. Even with the radio to add some fun to the boring and time-consuming task, Cory's back, arms and legs started to hurt so he decided to have some fun; he did this by starting a paint fight by rolling paint down her backside with the paint roller. "That color is so you babe. Looking good as usual." he teased as Topanga turned around to look at him with an open mouth and an "Oh no you didn't just do that?" look on her face though a teasing look was in her eyes.
" You didn't just paint my butt. Ohh it is on Matthews! (swipes at his cheeks as well as down his chest with her own paintbrush) Ha take that! Now what are you going to do?. Ok you could do. But then I can do this right back" Topanga said with sass and a " Bring it on" gesture with her hands. That started a painting war with the rollers and brushes flying and sounds of happy laughter, playful taunts and the sounds of running feet could be heard within the four walls. Soon both were covered head to toe with paint but Topanga and Cory didn't care in the least how dirty they were, the paint would come out with soap and water but the memories of this day would last everytime they entered their apartment for a long time.
Within the next few days it was time to move in the furniture with the help of Eric and Shawn which took all and everyone's muscle capacity to carry those heavy and loaded boxes and furniture but by 4pm the house was looking and feeling all cozy, homey and final. Ironically just as the gang was deciding what to eat since the fridge and cupboards were barer then Mother Hubbard's, (no one had the time to go to the nearest grocery store to buy food and other neccessities) when the doorbell rang.
"Well hello there young man. I'm Mrs Henderson, I live three doors down. I just wanted to come and bring you some homemade casserole and welcome you and your lovely wife to the neighbourhood. So welcome and just heat this in the oven for 2 1\2 minutes. Hope to see you at the next condo meeting." Mrs Henderson was a grandmother-type short elderly lady who was holding a dish where the most delicious smell wafted from and made Cory's mouth water. He graciously accepted the dish as well as the good wishes from his new neighbour.
The casserole not only smelled good but once heated up was so gosh darn delicious that not one speck of it was left, the dish was figuritively licked clean, and filled up every inch of their stomachs. Once the little bit of dishes was done, Eric and Shawn said their goodbyes and left Cory and Topanga snuggling on their couch, not speaking but just enjoying the moment when they realized that while their small apartment at Penbrooke had been home for 3 years, this apartment was starting to feel like their home, an actual home to start their life together in.