Author's Note: I couldn't help myself. I saw the first episode of Hard Times and now, that's all my muse wants to read and create. Since FFN doesn't have a group for it (yet), I'm going to stick this WIP (yes, another one!) into Misc. and move it when the time comes.
I love the offbeat and perverted humor (it's just like MINES!) and the distinct possibility that the Nerd will actually get with The Queen Bee like I always root for. Plus, the guy that plays RJ…woof! Anyway, this is a way in the future fic and I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"
My name is RJ Berger. Nature made me skinny and awkward. Nature also gave me a gift, a gift that I began to accept during my Sophomore year of high school. By accepting that gift, it helped me to embrace others and now, ten years later, I'm still reaping the benefits…
Jenny Swanson-Berger walked into his home office and saw him in a video conference with the Head of Taniko Industries. After she had finally gotten over the Incident, Natsumi and RJ had become good friends and had gone into business together making Camelot meets D&D video games. With all the awkward yet adorable teenage boys looking for a Dragon Rider, the market was strong and they were expanding into Japan.
"Will you and Jennifer be at the Reunion on Saturday?"
He heaved a long suffering sigh and Jenny rolled her eyes. RJ had never wanted to return to Pinkerton High after everything that had happened. At first, she understood his apprehension and even shared but it had been 10 years, damn it! People changed a lot in 10 years and it was time for closure. Plus, she wanted to show all of the haters that Beauty could marry the Geek and make it work. It would be a great FUCK YOU to them all, a better one than remaining in San Francisco.
He accepted her reasoning and went along with it but it didn't mean he liked it…
"Yeah. Jen convinced me with the promise of Free Food. Besides, it's been 10 years. Any one who's still holding a grudge should either have grown up or gone to prison by now. Plus, I want to see Miles and Lily's new baby in person."
"They had another child?"
The only other couple who had managed to shock Pinkerton High to the foundations was Lily Miran and Miles Jenner. They had sniped and cut each other down until the summer after Junior Year. After all, when your parents ship you to Fat Camp with the spawn of the Gestapo running it, there's no time to be bitches towards each other. They had banded together against the other campers and as the weight came off, a twisted form of actual friendship emerged….as well as primal wilderness lust. By the end of the summer, they were at it all the time in the woods, on the camp kitchen floor, and even in the Lake during Swim Hour.
When they got back to civilization, they continued their sexcapades and somewhere between orgasms, they had fallen in love, shocking everyone except RJ. ("You two were either going to fuck each other or kill other. I'm just glad you picked the legal option")
They had gotten married after a stint at community college and now had 3 children, along with a successful diner.
"Yeah, and they named him after me. Miles thought it would be funny considering how Lily used to chase after me. I'll send you the pictures along with my designs."
"Very well, RJ. Give my love to Jennifer."
"I will. See you Saturday. Morning, Jen." he greeted with a small smile.
She came over and hugged him from behind, pressing fond kisses to his neck.
"Morning. Robin's coming over so we can shop for dresses for the reunion. Did you book our flight tickets?"
"We leave on the first flight out on Thursday. That gives us time to see your parents and mine before all hell breaks loose." he replied morosely.
"All hell isn't going to break loose. The Reunion's going to be a kickass time. You'll see."
"I love your optimism. It's one of the numerous reasons why I married you."
She leaned forward and captured his lips in a deep kiss, delighting in his growl into her mouth. He was a passionate and creative lover. Even though they had been married for nearly five years and dating for eight, their lovemaking were never boring and never a chore. RJ turned around and drew her onto his lap, letting her feel every throbbing inch of what she did to him.
"When is Robin coming?"
"9-9:30." she stuttered as his fingers slid under her robe, finding nothing but smooth flesh.
"Plenty of time." he growled before carrying her giggling form back to their bedroom.
Coffee and watching the sunrise was a nice way to wake up.
Having hot passionate sex with the one she loved was even better.
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"Kylie, get down! Miles, please go get her…Stephanie, don't eat off of the floor, you'll die!"
Lily Miran-Jenner stood in front of the San Fran gate and gently bounced her little RJ. He was sleeping like a good boy (and snoring like his father) and sucking on a dark green pacifier. His namesake would be here soon and the idea of seeing him in person again made her smile. Like everyone had expected, as soon as the last note of Pomp and Circumstance echoed, RJ Berger had gotten the hell out of Pinkerton and had taken his woman with him.
The picture of him in cap and gown on a restored Harley with a laughing Jenny Swanson was part of the backdrop in the gym. Although, Lily had never succeeded in her mission to get RJ Berger in her bed, what had happened instead was just as great, if not better.
Kylie was giggling while being piggyback carried on her daddy's back. Miles was smiling and Stephanie had latched onto his leg, wanting to be with her sister. It was always like that with twins. She had damn near fainted when the GYN had confirmed two babies but she really had been ecstatic.
She had always wanted to have a bunch of babies because being an only child was lonely.
Fortunately, Miles was of the same mind. Although, when she thought about it, anything involving sex with her was A-OK in his book. And he loved being a dad. His interaction with their kids showed that.
"There they are! Dude, dude, over here!"
Lily grinned as the girls nearly broke their Uncle RJ in half and gave Jenny a light but real hug. Her irrational hatred of the blonde died after she started doing the nasty with Miles and they had become friends in the aftermath of her ugly break up with that asshole Max Owens.
After all, burning a man's worldly possessions to the sounds of Lady Gaga was the ultimate chick party. Their rendition of Bad Romance had gotten them their own followings on FaceBook and MySpace. Jenny had her gotten out of OutCast-ville and Lily had kept people from talking about her behind her back with fists and teeth.
It was a beautiful friendship.
"Hi, Lils. Oh, he's gorgeous! Can I hold him?"
Lily gently surrendered the now awake baby and she noted how natural Jenny looked with him. And how RJ looked at her with a baby in her arms. Lily knew that look. Miles always got that look before she ended up pregnant. The smirk on her husband's face made Lily roll her eyes fondly. It was always best to let him think that was getting away with something or he had the sole inside scoop. It was good for his ego and a happy husband made for a horny husband.
"Hi, Lily." RJ greeted with a gentle hug.
Since she had directed her attentions to Miles, RJ was more tactile with her and Lily didn't mind it one bit. He was still skinny but had filled out quite nicely and he had a light tan from the California sun. His hair was brushing his jaw and he had lost the glasses in favor of Lasik, showing big sky blue eyes. They were happier eyes. They didn't have the haunting sadness or righteous rage that he had needed to survive Pinkerton High. It was nice to see him at peace.
"Hey, lover boy. Sooo…the reunion. Woo?"
"It's more like Meh. I don't want to go but Jen wants to and I've learned that it's best to just go along with what she wants because it makes her happy. A happy wife is a horny wife."
Lily chuckled as Jenny swatted him and took her fussing bambino. It was 1:36PM and that meant that it was lunch time.
Uncaring of the horrified stares of strangers and laughter of her friends, Lily bared her left tit and let her hungry baby latch on in the middle of the airport, cooing an Italian lullaby to him.
Bottles were for late night feedings and no amount of indecent exposure charges and yelling mall cops would keep her from nursing her baby. She was Super Mom and anyone who had a problem could go suck it.