Note: Originally posted as happychica.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: OK, I've decided, for lack of a better way to post this that I'm going to do a short set of drabbles. I hope it doesn't ruin the feeling; they're just too short to really stand on their own.
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"Don't look!" Fenton Hardy laughed as his girlfriend slammed the bedroom door shut, leaving him in the hall.
"Laura, you've been in there for hours, just come out already."
"It's been twenty minutes, Fenton, and I'm not ready yet!" Fenton sighed as he leaned against the opposite wall. His cases had been taking up more and more of his time lately, so he'd made an extra effort to ensure he could spend this Saturday with his girl. Now the day had finally arrived, Laura discovered she had her own conflict. She didn't have anything to wear. A matter of opinion, thought Fenton. He always thought Laura looked great, whether she was all dressed up for a party or in old jeans and one of his shirts. Whoever said love was blind was obviously not trying to build confidence.
"Laura, we're just going to the park, you can wear whatever you want," Fenton called through the door, hoping she would open it. "We can come back before dinner and change." I really should have reserved a later time, he thought dryly.
"I want to look nice. It's only polite." Fenton laughed.
"Honey, you always look nice to me." Fenton leaned across the hall and pushed the door open a few inches. "Or is there someone else you're trying to impress?" Laura blushed, and pushed the door closed again, locking it. She could hear her boyfriend laughing again.
"If that's how you're gonna be, I'll be done in five minutes." True to her word, Laura appeared five minutes later wearing jeans and a T-shirt Fenton had lost nearly a month ago. "Ready?" Fenton nodded. As Laura opened the door, Fenton pulled her into a tight hug. "What was that for?"
"Because I can."
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