Woot! It's LeDunca time! Which is why this fic is dedicated to Winter-Rae, the finest crack writer on this site and an all around great gal! :D
This is set when the TDI gang is in college, so they're about 19-20 years old, maybe. The characters might be a bit OOC, but this is after a few years, so they've all matured… Well, not all of them… *coughGeoffcough*
Couples will include Duncan/LeShawna, Ezekiel/Izzy, Geoff/Gwen, Trent/Lindsay, Harold/Bridgette and one-sided Heather/? You'll just have to read to find out who the question mark man is!
The poll was so close, I just decided to throw in a few more of the choices that didn't win. So yay :3
On with the show!
"Dude, are you sure you're ready for this?"
"I'm sure, Geoff. I've never been more sure about anything else in my life."
"Well, good luck tonight. Do you want me and Gwen to come along, for support or something like that?"
"No!" Duncan spun around in the swivel computer chair, facing Geoff, who was laying on his bed, attempting to play with a paddleball. "I've been planning this night for three weeks. A double date is nowhere in those plans. And no offence, but you guys would completely ruin it."
Geoff stopped flailing his paddleball around. "Gee, how could I take offence from that?"
Duncan sighed, slumping in his chair. "Sorry, man. It's just having our best friends there might conflict with my plans." He paused for a minute, then quickly added, "And by that, I mean I don't want you and Gwen sucking face when I ask her. It would ruin the atmosphere."
Geoff sat up, laughing. "Yeah, good point, dude. You really have put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?"
"Duh, doesn't every man?" Duncan got up, walked over Geoff's dirty laundry and empty pizza boxes, and opened his bedroom door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got one last detail to take care of."
As he closed the door, Geoff yelled, "I'll just be here, trying to fix this stupid thing!" He started thrashing the paddleball around again.
When the door clicked, Duncan let out an exasperated breath. Sometimes having him for a roommate was exhausting…
He grabbed his jacket and keys off the couch and took one last look at the mirror near the front door of their apartment. He ran a hand through his short but messy black hair, not a green hair in sight. He couldn't help but feel the holes where his barbell piercing and nose ring had been, feeling almost empty inside. "LeShawna hates facial piercings, LeShawna hates facial piercings…"
"Hey, stop talking to yourself out there! I'm trying to concentrate!" Geoff yelled from his room.
Duncan groaned and yelled back, "It's a paddleball, Geoff. The average six year old can use one!"
Sounding like he was really hurt by his friend's comment, he cried, "Shut up!" followed by a few whimpers.
Duncan ignored Geoff's sadness, slipped his jacket on, and left the building.
Izzy dangled from a tree branch, trying to grab her boyfriend's toque as he was practically buried in a pile of textbooks. He dropped his history textbook and batted her hand away. "Izzy, stoop it, eh! I'm trying too stoody!"
"C'mon, Zekey, your finals aren't for another week! You need to calm down and have some fun!"
Ezekiel sighed and explained, "There'll be plenty of time foor fun when they're oover with. Right noow, I need too stoody!"
Izzy shook her head and giggled, "Oh, Zeke, you need to get out more! C'mon, can't we do something? Like go on a date? Oh, I know!" She jumped out of the tree branch and onto a stack of trigonometry textbooks. "Let's go skydiving!"
"I thoought you were afraid of flying, eh?" Ezekiel said, scratching his head, confused.
Izzy's smile faded. "Oh yeah." She tapped her chin, deep in thought, then gasped and grabbed Ezekiel by his shoulders. "I just remembered something! This girl in my Horror Films in Context class has a reservation for two at this fancy pants Italian restaurant at eight tonight, but she can't make it. I was all like, 'Oh, my Zekey and I can go! Can we have your spot, pretty pretty please?!' and she was all like, 'Okay, why not?' and I was all like 'Yay!' and she was all like-"
"An Itoolian restauroont, eh?" Ezekiel pondered, shoving some biology textbooks to the side so he could scoot closer to her. "Is that really yoour style?"
"No way!" Izzy yelled, making the other students in the quad look at them strangely. "But it's always fun going someplace new! And who knows? It might actually be fun!"
Ezekiel looked down at his feet, thinking the plan over. "That dooes soound nice, eh," He grinned. "Yoou knoow what? Stoodying can wait. I'll pick yoou oop aroound seven thirty, ookay?"
She death hugged him, knocking herself off of her stack and onto his lap. "Awesomeness! It'll be great!"
Once she let him go and slid off, Ezekiel took a minute to catch his breath again. "Great… Say, can yoou help me carry these durn texts back too my doorm?"
"Sure thing, my formerly home-schooled love!" Izzy grabbed one giant stack while Ezekiel grabbed the other. "Hey, is Harold there yet?" He nodded his head and Izzy's face brightened up, looking rather devilish, actually.
Ezekiel recognized that face. "Izzy, doon't even think aboot it! We're noot having a 'threesome', eh. Whootever that is."
Izzy pouted. "You're no fun, you prude of a prairie boy!"
Duncan made himself comfortable on the couch and said, "So, uh, Mr. Jones-"
"Son, how many times do I have to tell you to call George?" A middle-aged man sitting near Duncan interrupted.
"Right… So, George… Do I have your permission?"
George looked the boy over, then began, "Duncan, when you first started dating my baby girl, you were some punk-ass wannabe I kept trying to chase away from my daughter…"
He grinned and added, "But now look at you. Turned your life completely around. Got rid of that idiotic Mohawk, not to mention the eyebrow and nose piercings. Haven't been arrested in quite some time now. Two years?"
Duncan proudly smirked. "Three."
George gave him a firm pat on the back. "Impressive. Quite an adjustment for someone with your history."
Duncan was still grinning. "LeShawna's a girl worth changing for."
George warmly smiled. "And that's why I'm happy to give you my full permission."
Duncan's face lit up, and he happily shook the older man's hand, George later pulling him into a manly hug. "Thank you so much, George," he said. "I swear, you won't regret this."
Both got up and George said, "Oh, what the heck, call me-"
"Dad, I'm here!" Somebody yelled as a door opened. Both men exchanged a glance as LeShawna walked into the living room, surprised to see Duncan there.
"Hey there, sweetheart," George greeted as he walked over and gave LeShawna a hug.
"Hi, Daddy," LeShawna separated from the hug and looked back at Duncan. "Baby Boy, what are you doing here?"
Duncan went over to his girlfriend, pulled her close and kissed her on the cheek. Releasing her, he answered, "I just came to see if we were still on for dinner tonight." Good cover, Duncan, good cover…
She arched an eyebrow and pulled away from him. "I never told you I was coming to my dad's place."
Bad cover, Duncan, bad cover… "Well… We've been dating for four years… I practically have ESP when it comes to your whereabouts." He smirked cleverly.
LeShawna looked at him, then at her father, wondering what the two were up to. Then she shrugged. "Whatever you say, boy."
Duncan looked at his watch and sighed, "I've got to go, anyways. La Polpetta Piccante, at eight?" After she nodded, he gave her one last peck and said goodbye to both of them as he exited.
LeShawna took a look at her father and asked, "Okay, what's that white boy up to?"
George just shook his head and smiled. "Nothing, hon. But it's something you're gonna like…"
A young Asian woman looked over her homework, looking rather grossed out. Why on Earth did I take this disgusting Horror Films in Whatever class? She looked over her work and remembered. Oh, that's right… I thought it'd be an easy A… Sighing, she shoved the work aside and got up from her desk. Suddenly, a loud ring broke the silence. Looking around her one person dorm room, she finally found the source of the ring, her cell phone, inside her book bag.
She saw that she had gotten a text. Tnx agn 4 the rzrvtns!
It took her about two minutes to realize the last word was 'reservations.' Once she did, she knew it must have been from Izzy.
She smirked. The first step of her plan was complete.
The girl walked over to her bulletin board, plucking two darts out. She strutted over to the other side of the room, calmly sitting down on her bed. She crossed one leg over the other, taking aim at her target. It was a giant tabloid picture of LeShawna and Duncan kissing, one that had been secretly taken after the media found out the two were dating. "You two can kiss your little date goodbye…" The first one hit LeShawna in the forehead, the second hit Duncan in the shoulder.
Her eyes narrowed as she stood up and growled, "No one messes with Heather Le and gets away with it…"
Oh my! :O What did Duncan and LeShawna do to tick Heather off so bad? Only time will tell, my friends…
Good? Horrible? Tell me what you think! Unless it involves how much you dislike a couple that's in here… Cuz I don't care! :P