Jump aboard the Mad Gran ship! Where things are creepy and fun! This is not to be taken seriously. A bunch of rumbellers and myself gushed about this new OTP on a livestream. :) For those who are following my DM and Home For Pongo series, I've just got to edit DM3. Sorry for the wait!
Jefferson strolled into Granny's diner, a scowl set on his face. Of all the things in the world, his mood was ruined from the lack of some damned tea in the house.
His Grace was busy, a play date with Henry Swan. All Jefferson wanted was to settle back in his chair and have a cuppa, but of course not.
Not a single bag in the house.
He walked up to the counter, hastily retrieving his wallet.
Granny had been working her bones raw all day. Ruby was running a muck all over town, preparing for Snow White's little welcome home party. Widow understood the want to throw a party, but Red had left her with little help at the diner. She was tired and lonely. Such a terrible combination.
She strolled out to the counter, a scowl on her face. She glanced up to see a matching scowl on the face of Jefferson. The Mad Hatter. "Jefferson." she gruffly nodded. "What'll it be?" she asked.
Granny may be old.
Granny may be gruff.
But Granny was tired and frankly, she had urges too.
And Jefferson was quite the strapping young man.
"Tea." he told her, idly glancing through his wallet.
"That'll be two dollars, Jefferson." she told him, smirking.
"Of all the things…" he sighed, shaking his head. "I'm, ah, sorry. I don't have any money. Spent it all on supplies for my hats…" he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"That's a shame." Granny sighed, shaking her head as she pushed her glasses up, a smirk playing at her lips. "Tell you what, Jefferson, I'm closing up tonight." she told him, looking around the empty diner. It was true, she was the only one left…
"You strip, and I'll give you a cup of tea. Deal?" she told him, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"W-What?" Jefferson sputtered, taking a step back.
"Do you want tea or not?" she asked, scowling. "I've got needs too, y'know." she sourly added.
"I do…but why the hell…of all of the things…you want me to strip?" he asked, his face going a lovely shade of red.
Granny tossed her head back, giving a bark of laughter. "You really think I don't have needs? You think once you're as old as me, those parts just wither away?"
Jefferson blanched. "Well, no-"
Granny raised an eyebrow.
"Fine, dammit." Jefferson grunted.
"Hold it." Granny ordered, quickly shuffling over to the old CD player Ruby often played while cleaning after hours. She produced a CD from under the counter, popping it in and pressing play.
Jefferson's eyes bulged as You Can Leave Your Hat On started to play. Jefferson had heard the song of course, from The Full Monty.
Well, Gaz always was a bit of an idol for him growing up. Jefferson shot a grin at Granny as he hopped atop one of the tables. "You know, of all the gals in Storybrooke, I'd say you're the one with the most…"
"Shut up and dance." Granny scowled, adjusting her glasses.
Jefferson took a long breath, swaying with the music.
Screw his tea disaster, this night was turning out rather nicely after all.
That's what the Full Monty does to a girl. Hope you enjoyed! :)
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