Well finally I've finished. I've dusted them back off and given them a little more fun. Sorry it took so long - damn exams! Enjoy.....(oh, and there's more turner!)
TURNER'S APARTMENT
Mr Turner was in the middle of cooking dinner when the phone rang. Wiping his hands on a nearby towel, he then picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Jonathan? This is George. Do you have any idea what that delinquent child is up to now?!" Feeny sounded furious.
"You mean Shawn?" Turner asked, pointlessly.
"Oh course I mean Shawn! He's taken my little granddaughter to a drive in movie and a party at some girl's house and there are no parents! Jonathan, this is the last straw. Get that kid under control and find him now!"
Jonathan paused for a moment, thinking. "George, meet me at Chubby's in 15 minutes."
"Chubby's? WHAT HAS CHUBBY'S GOT TO DO WITH THIS?!"
"Just meet me there."
CHUBBY'S FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
Cory, Topanga, Shawn and Rebecca sat around their usual booth a Chubby's, sipping cola and sharing a basket of fries when Turner walked in, a smug smile on his face, followed by Feeny, who looked so mad his face was red.
Feeny stopped at their table, and looked from Shawn, to Rebecca to Turner, confusion spreading across his face.
"I thought ... I thought...you two were going to a drive in and a party?" he finally stammered. "Hunter, what is going on?"
Shawn went to talk, but Rebecca cut him off. "This has nothing to do with him, Grandpa. I'm sick of you treating me like a baby. I'm quite capable of making judgements for what is best for me myself."
"So there is no party?" Feeny asked, still confused.
"Course not."
"And what about Shawn?"
"Hey, I was just doing her a favour," Shawn said.
"A favour?" Feeny questioned.
"Grandpa, I needed to prove to you that I'm not a little kid anymore."
Feeny looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, Becky, I was just trying to do what was best for you."
"I know, Grandpa, but I need some freedom," Rebecca pleaded.
Feeny looked at her for a while. "Ok, Becky, I'll try and give you some."
Rebecca and Feeny hugged.
"Well, George, I guess looking after them is harder than you thought, hey?" Turner commented, still with a smug look.
"You're right. But only this time, Jonathan," Feeny said, admitting defeat.
THE MATTHEWS HOUSE THE NEXT AFTERNOON
Eric bounded into the house, test paper in hand.
"So, Eric, how did your careers test go?" Amy asked him, as she folded up washing.
"I'm going to be a waitress!"
"You mean a waiter?"
"No, Mom, a waitress!"
Amy looked at the paper, and sure enough it said waitress. Then she looked over the questions - name : Eric Matthews, sex: female ....
"Eric, did you cheat on this test?" she finally asked.
"Yes, Mom," Eric confessed. "I guess I did manage to fail the test!"
Amy laughed, and went back to the washing. At least she had two more children!
A/n -All done! Hope you enjoyed it! Please post reviews - it keeps me inspired! Well back to the books - word of advice do not ever ever ever take botany if it can be avoided! Lacey :)
TURNER'S APARTMENT
Mr Turner was in the middle of cooking dinner when the phone rang. Wiping his hands on a nearby towel, he then picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Jonathan? This is George. Do you have any idea what that delinquent child is up to now?!" Feeny sounded furious.
"You mean Shawn?" Turner asked, pointlessly.
"Oh course I mean Shawn! He's taken my little granddaughter to a drive in movie and a party at some girl's house and there are no parents! Jonathan, this is the last straw. Get that kid under control and find him now!"
Jonathan paused for a moment, thinking. "George, meet me at Chubby's in 15 minutes."
"Chubby's? WHAT HAS CHUBBY'S GOT TO DO WITH THIS?!"
"Just meet me there."
CHUBBY'S FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
Cory, Topanga, Shawn and Rebecca sat around their usual booth a Chubby's, sipping cola and sharing a basket of fries when Turner walked in, a smug smile on his face, followed by Feeny, who looked so mad his face was red.
Feeny stopped at their table, and looked from Shawn, to Rebecca to Turner, confusion spreading across his face.
"I thought ... I thought...you two were going to a drive in and a party?" he finally stammered. "Hunter, what is going on?"
Shawn went to talk, but Rebecca cut him off. "This has nothing to do with him, Grandpa. I'm sick of you treating me like a baby. I'm quite capable of making judgements for what is best for me myself."
"So there is no party?" Feeny asked, still confused.
"Course not."
"And what about Shawn?"
"Hey, I was just doing her a favour," Shawn said.
"A favour?" Feeny questioned.
"Grandpa, I needed to prove to you that I'm not a little kid anymore."
Feeny looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, Becky, I was just trying to do what was best for you."
"I know, Grandpa, but I need some freedom," Rebecca pleaded.
Feeny looked at her for a while. "Ok, Becky, I'll try and give you some."
Rebecca and Feeny hugged.
"Well, George, I guess looking after them is harder than you thought, hey?" Turner commented, still with a smug look.
"You're right. But only this time, Jonathan," Feeny said, admitting defeat.
THE MATTHEWS HOUSE THE NEXT AFTERNOON
Eric bounded into the house, test paper in hand.
"So, Eric, how did your careers test go?" Amy asked him, as she folded up washing.
"I'm going to be a waitress!"
"You mean a waiter?"
"No, Mom, a waitress!"
Amy looked at the paper, and sure enough it said waitress. Then she looked over the questions - name : Eric Matthews, sex: female ....
"Eric, did you cheat on this test?" she finally asked.
"Yes, Mom," Eric confessed. "I guess I did manage to fail the test!"
Amy laughed, and went back to the washing. At least she had two more children!
A/n -All done! Hope you enjoyed it! Please post reviews - it keeps me inspired! Well back to the books - word of advice do not ever ever ever take botany if it can be avoided! Lacey :)