So I was thinking of doing a Teddy/Gwen spinoff. Thoughts?

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ghostgirl96

Blaine's POV:

When the Greys said "business meeting" they really meant box seats to see a Seattle Seahawks game.

"It's somewhat of a ritual," Teddy explained, "We tell the girls we're going to a business meeting and then go to a sporting event and pig out and hang out around other men."

Mr. Grey shook his head, "This is one of the only times I lie to your mother Teddy. Don't make it a habit to lie to your wife, they always find out."

That would be good advice if and when Phoebe agreed to be my wife. We were both waiting until the last minute to tell Mr. Grey that we were going to move in together. I could already imagine the disastrous conversation.

We were led to a box directly facing the field. There were already people in there. Men dressed in business suits and their sons lounged around the large room. Waitresses in black, tastefully short skirts, white Oxford shirts, and black heels walked around with trays of food and drinks. On the counter was more bar food along with endorsement bags filled with Seahawks gear, tickets, posters, a calendar, and hats.

I wasn't too surprised to see Gavin sitting in the box. His father and Mr. Grey did business together from time to time. Teddy led me to sit in a group with other sons of the businessmen. Teddy introduced me to the group before sitting down and talking politics or whatever with one of the other sons.

"You a Seahawks fan?" Gavin questioned.

I shook my head, "I wasn't even aware of the fact that we were going to a game today."

"Where's Feebs?"

I tried not to show my irritation, "Shopping. Where's Sahara?"

"She had to go back early. I'm joining her in three days. My parents wanted me to spend some time with my brothers."

"You have brothers?"

Gavin pointed at a set of blonde twins playing with their PS3s. They couldn't be more than twelve or thirteen, "That's the twins, Dylan and Todd, they're thirteen. Then I have another younger brother, Cal, and he's sixteen."

"You have a big family."

He shrugged, "Aren't all families?"

"Wouldn't know, I'm an only child and so were my parents."

"I grew up around family, that's why I love working in villages. There's so many different types of families."

Okay, so the guy wasn't as bad as I thought. We talked amongst ourselves for a good portion of the game and only stopped when one of the waitresses came by to offer us drinks. I snatched a beer from the tray and some loaded fries. My cell phone buzzed in my pocket.

Phoebe: Hey :)
Blaine: What's up? :)
Phoebe: Missing you. I'm exhausted. How's the meeting?
Blaine: Informational and I'm sorry :(
Phoebe: I bought you something
Blaine: What?
Phoebe: Can't tell you
Blaine: Will I like it?
Phoebe: LOVE it. Something small and will make you wanting more
Blaine: *groans* don't say things like that to me when I'm not near you
Phoebe: ;) I'll see you at home 3
Blaine: 3

Gavin was smirking at me as I looked up, thankfully he said nothing. I wanted to try and imagine what Phoebe got me.

Phoebe's POV:

I watched Batman and Robin run around in my bedroom. Robin was our new Brussels Griffon. He was small, active, cuddly, and a reddish brown. As we were leaving the mall, there was a sign for immediate adoption of puppies because the pound was going out of business. I couldn't resist myself and when we got there, Robin was waiting for us. There was another dog left, a Golden Retriever puppy, and I convinced Gwen to take her home with her.

Misleading Blaine like that was cruel but I knew that he would try and make me return him. I couldn't do that, the pound was a scary place for my Robin. Besides, Batman and Robin instantly clicked when I set Robin free. Yep, I was in big trouble.

Gwen and I showed my mother the newest additions to our family and she shook her head, stating that my father was going to go crazy with other dogs in the house.

Blaine walked into the room, greedily checking me over, "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I gave him a kiss.

He lifted me up in his arms and threw me on the bed, "You made me get a hard on during the meeting."

I giggled, "Poor baby."

Blaine nuzzled my neck. Robin sprinted into the room and started pulling on Blaine's pant leg.

"Bat, stop," Blaine didn't even bother to turn around.

Instead, he was tracing patterns on my arm.

"So I have to tell you something," I began.

I was interrupted by Teddy yelling for my name. He stormed into my room, took one look at me and Blaine and scowled even more.

"What's going on?" Blaine pushed off of me.

Just then, Gwen walked in holding their dog, Goldie.

"Gwen says that you convinced her to buy this flea bitten varmint! Phoebe, you know I hate dogs!"

Teddy had an irrational fear of dogs, not hatred. It all started when we were younger and were visiting my Uncle Jose. His son, Andre, was older and more troubled than us and decided to trick us into believing all dogs ate children. He then had his dog, Cody, a miniature Collie, chase after Teddy.

"She's not a flea bitten varmint!" Gwen protested, "Are you girl?"

Goldie let out a bark.

"You convinced her to get a dog?" Blaine questioned.

Sheepishly, I bit my lip, "Well that was my surprise..."

Robin decided to make his presence known as he jumped onto the bed. Blaine jumped back and away from Robin.

"What the hell is that Phoebe?" Blaine snapped.

"It's Robin, our new dog," I cuddled Robin in my arms, "Isn't he adorable?"

Blaine rubbed a hand over his face, "I really wish you talked to me before buying him. We live in an apartment Phoebe, not a house. "

"I know but look how cute he is! Can we keep him please?" I held Robin up to Blaine's face.

Robin leaned forward to lick Blaine's face. That alone was enough to convince Blaine to let me keep Robin.

"Fine," Blaine rolled his eyes.

Squealing, I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, "I love you so much."

"You are so whipped," Teddy shook his head, "There's no way in hell we're going to keep this thing."

They did keep the dog and so did we. Blaine sat back on my bed's headboard. This was our last night at home for the break. We were going back to New York tomorrow night and spending the last three days with Blaine's dad and Abby.

"So who's going to tell my dad?"

Blaine scoffed, "I agreed to get another dog, it's your turn to give something up."

"I can't convince you otherwise?" I leaned over him.

"Nope," Blaine kissed my forehead, "While you're down there, can you see if Gail has anymore of her pie?"

My father was working in his office, my mother sat on his lap with her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Just wanted to say goodnight," I shut the door behind me.

"Night sweetheart."

"You guys like Blaine, right?"

My parents smirked at each other.

"Uh huh," my father nodded.

"Well we were thinking about moving in together in New York. It just makes a lot of sense because we're practically with each other all day, every day," I rushed out my words.

"Uh huh," my father nodded again, "And where are you guys planning on living?"

"Either my place or his or we could even move somewhere else."

"What about Georgia and Sean?" my mother questioned.

"They spend a lot of time together already and I'm sure they wouldn't mind living together by themselves. But if either of them have a problem, we'll just postpone moving in together."

My parents looked at each other and did that telepathic messaging that parents use to communicate silently.

"We'll be very good," I clasped my hands together, "Think of Blaine as a live in tutor too! My grades will go up and, and…."

"Alright, alright!" my father interrupted my pleas, "You can move in together. If Georgia and Sean don't mind of course and there'll still be rules so don't think that you'll be living rule free. Pretend that me and your mo-."

I squealed and ran to hug my parents, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. You guys won't regret it, I promise!"

I ran out to tell Blaine before they changed their minds.