So here's a two-shot to clear my head.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE CLIQUE DAMNIT! And I don't want to either. Lisi is doing an awesome-tabulous job! =D

"Derek! Would it kill you to put your socks in the hamper instead of the bedroom floor?" Massie yelled down the hall. Her husband has got to be one of the messiest people she has ever known! "Sorry Mass. I forget okay?" he replied.

Massie came out of the bedroom and pushed her husband's feet off the coffee table. "That's it Derek! We're hiring a house keeper!" "What? You agreed that you'd stay home and make sure the house was in order! This is your job, don't hire someone else to do it!" he retorted. "Me? I'm suited for a working life! Owning a business I can run from my office that is not from home!" she shouted. "Oh, no! You are not working outside of this house!" Derek commanded.

"Why not Derrington? I've never cleaned a room before this! I'm a rich man's daughter! I am a Block for crying out loud! We hire people to do this kind of work all the time!" she informed him. It was true. Massie Block was the most spoiled and expensive woman he had ever met. The type he'd steer away from, but instead he fell in love and married her. He slowly backed away from her and toward the front door. Massie was hot when she's mad, but not to be messed with.

"I don't want you working Mass. We've gone through this before! I don't want other guys making passes at you! And you can't dress ugly either! You're a fashion designer!" Derek said in a soothing voice. "I know what you're trying to do! You're trying to calm me down! I AM CALM!" she screamed in anger.

"Baby, don't be so tense. How about a back rub?" he offered. "No, not this time! You are going to clean this house and I'm going to go shopping! When I get back I want this place spotless!" She said stuffing her hand in his pocket and taking out his wallet. "Hell no!" he yelled. Massie Block wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything but designer clothes. Which meant Derek's wallet would meet an untimely death. "Fine! I'm going out for coffee then. I'll bring you back something, but you better clean this place up!" she demanded. With that she left. Derek just sighed and turned on the TV. There was no way he'd ever clean this mess. "It's your job Mass," he muttered.

(A/N: to clear this up, Massie is a fashion designer who works at home. How unrealistic?)

Massie came back ten minutes later to find the house exactly how she left it; a pigsty. "Derek!" she screeched. "It's your job! Oh my god!" he yelled back. "Alright fine. I'll clean up just this one time, but we are hiring a housekeeper and I'm going to start work back at the company from now on," she said. There was no more arguing for Massie. She had had enough! She had her limits too and Derek should've known better than to test her. "No, Massie! Ugh! Fine do what ever you want!" he sighed.

Two Weeks Later

"Thanks for the lift Victor!" Massie shouted to her co-worker who had just dropped her home at work. "Who is Victor?" Derek asked accusingly as his wife stepped into the doorway. Elise, their new housekeeper, took her coat. "Victor is my co-worker. My car broke down so he offered to give me a ride and fix it! Awesome right? I was thinking we should have him over for dinner some time!" Massie exclaimed. "Are you high?" Derek asked. "No," "Then why are you all jumpy and not calm, cool, and quiet like you usually are?" Derek asked. Something was wrong. "Oh, well I'm usually just asking you about your day and I had so much to do keeping the house in order and working at the same time so I was tired. Now I only have half that work I'm pumped!" she said with a broad smile.

"So how about Wednesday?" Massie asked him. "What about Wednesday?" Derek questioned. "Well I said I wanted to invite Victor over for dinner so how about Wednesday?" "Yeah, fine," he replied. Massie marked it on her calendar. "She's trying to get me to be jealous!" He thought. "Also I'm going out tonight," she stated, "Carrie and Ron are having me over for dinner. They wanted me to bring you too, but I remembered that you had a thing with Cam to do."

Massie strutted into their bedroom to change. The truth is Derek was supposed to be over at Cam's house drinking beer and watching sport re-runs, but he cancelled in order to spend time with his wife. He had no idea she was going out. "Alright honey, I'll be back by 10 so have fun!" she said. Massie leaned over and kissed him full on the mouth and left in one of their spare cars.

Derek sighed and turned on the TV. He had hardly been able to spend time with his wife where everything was about them and just them. She'd always talk about her renewed social life. If she wasn't at work or home she was out with her friends. And worse she was always moving and he hated when she was out of his sight. It made him think she was gone again. Then he'd be home alone, except for Elise who didn't speak English and was afraid of him.

Although Massie hadn't said if any guy had hit on her, Derek knew there was. What straight or bisexual male would not want Massie? She was perfectly proportionate, beautiful, smart, and talented. Everything about her screamed perfection. Now Derek wasn't one to give in, but he wanted, no, needed his wife home.

Massie came home at 12 instead of 10 which made Derek quite worried about her. He had the TV on and was trying to act as if everything was normal. He had already fired Elise, who actually understood what "You are fired" meant and had given him a black eye. "Hey, honey, sorry I'm home late! Their baby was too cute to leave!" she exclaimed and settled onto the couch next to him. "What are you watching?" she asked. "This is…uh… umm…yes" he replied. "Degrassi: The Next Generation?" she laughed. "Were you worried about me?" she asked. "Yes! You said you'd be home at 10!" he exclaimed. "Aw! You do listen to me!" she exclaimed and kissed him on the cheek. "Yeah," he started, "Honey, look I don't want you going out anymore! Please stay home? I already fired Elise! I need you here." Massie sighed at her husband and said "Alright honey, I'll stay. Besides it's been bugging me how Victor keeps trying to grab my ass! So would you mind picking up my car?" Derek chuckled and pinched his wife's behind. "Sure thing, honey!"

"Oh by the way, we haven't had sex in two weeks because of your working and socializing so how about tonight?" he asked. "Oh shoot! I'm so sorry honey, but my period came this morning!" she replied. "So you are tense!" he snapped. "Yes, a little bit, but I wasn't tense before! You know that's just how I am! It's not like I went nuts! Two weeks ago I wasn't even close to nuts!" she exclaimed. Derek let out a hardy laugh and his wife threw him a questioning look. "You said "nuts'" he chuckled.

LOL well that's one chapter. I'll post the next one eventually! JK! Soon.

-FRJP