"Hey," Connor said as Tomorrow was walking out the door as he was walking
up to her house. "I thought we were going to hang."
"Emergency meeting of the cheerleaders. The evil principal in all his wisdom decided to not only give us a coach but decided to change our uniforms so now we all have to go to fittings and since I'm such a weird size mine's going to have to be special ordered. Dad said he wanted to train so maybe you can be my substitute."
"Great an afternoon of your dad pummeling me, because I have to nerve to date his daughter." Tomorrow kissed him on the cheek.
"It won't be that bad. I'll be back around five and we can go to a movie or something."
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"First off, I hate the idea of you and my daughter alone in New York." Spike said, as he and Connor were getting ready to train. "But since I was out voted and Pet wants to go so much I'm allowing the trip. Understand if I get the slightest vibe that something went on between the two of you. Well you've seen what happens when I feel my little girl's being attacked."
"You honestly believe I'd take advantage of Tom. No one can take advantage of Tom. She can kick every guy at our schools ass and most guys out of it too."
" I mean it. I sense anything unusual and we're going to have a confrontation."
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"How were fittings?" Connor asked when Tom got home, grateful for the interruption to Uncle Spike's threats, which had gotten progressively worse.
"I'm fat." Tom grumbled as she collapsed onto the basement floor next to Connor to Spike's annoyance.
"Tom, you are not fat." Connor assured her with a hug.
"Pet, the only way a girl your age suddenly puts on weight is pregnan" Before Spike had even finished the sentence he was on top of Connor.
"Dad, get off him." Tomorrow said through gritted teeth as she tried and succeeded to pull the guys apart. "I am not pregnant. I'm just a blimp," She cried running up to her room and locking the door.
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"Can I come in?" Buffy asked knocking on her daughter's door later that night holding a tray of food.
"Sure mommy," Tomorrow said opening the door and letting her mom in, "But please don't bring in the food. I'm already fat enough without putting on more weight."
"Honey, you are not fat. Those five hundred pound women on Jerry Springer are fat. You are just going through a little weight gain. When you are more than a size fifteen, we will worry about your weight. Not that it will ever matter to any of us what kind of weight you are as long as you're still Tomorrow."
"Thanks" Tomorrow replied still eying the food in the doorway.
"It's okay, eat, and then I'll help you pack. You're leaving for New York in the morning in case you'd forgotten." Buffy soothed her daughter who was already eating.
"New York? Oh my god I almost forgot about SNL."
"Emergency meeting of the cheerleaders. The evil principal in all his wisdom decided to not only give us a coach but decided to change our uniforms so now we all have to go to fittings and since I'm such a weird size mine's going to have to be special ordered. Dad said he wanted to train so maybe you can be my substitute."
"Great an afternoon of your dad pummeling me, because I have to nerve to date his daughter." Tomorrow kissed him on the cheek.
"It won't be that bad. I'll be back around five and we can go to a movie or something."
^^^^^^^^^^^^
"First off, I hate the idea of you and my daughter alone in New York." Spike said, as he and Connor were getting ready to train. "But since I was out voted and Pet wants to go so much I'm allowing the trip. Understand if I get the slightest vibe that something went on between the two of you. Well you've seen what happens when I feel my little girl's being attacked."
"You honestly believe I'd take advantage of Tom. No one can take advantage of Tom. She can kick every guy at our schools ass and most guys out of it too."
" I mean it. I sense anything unusual and we're going to have a confrontation."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
"How were fittings?" Connor asked when Tom got home, grateful for the interruption to Uncle Spike's threats, which had gotten progressively worse.
"I'm fat." Tom grumbled as she collapsed onto the basement floor next to Connor to Spike's annoyance.
"Tom, you are not fat." Connor assured her with a hug.
"Pet, the only way a girl your age suddenly puts on weight is pregnan" Before Spike had even finished the sentence he was on top of Connor.
"Dad, get off him." Tomorrow said through gritted teeth as she tried and succeeded to pull the guys apart. "I am not pregnant. I'm just a blimp," She cried running up to her room and locking the door.
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"Can I come in?" Buffy asked knocking on her daughter's door later that night holding a tray of food.
"Sure mommy," Tomorrow said opening the door and letting her mom in, "But please don't bring in the food. I'm already fat enough without putting on more weight."
"Honey, you are not fat. Those five hundred pound women on Jerry Springer are fat. You are just going through a little weight gain. When you are more than a size fifteen, we will worry about your weight. Not that it will ever matter to any of us what kind of weight you are as long as you're still Tomorrow."
"Thanks" Tomorrow replied still eying the food in the doorway.
"It's okay, eat, and then I'll help you pack. You're leaving for New York in the morning in case you'd forgotten." Buffy soothed her daughter who was already eating.
"New York? Oh my god I almost forgot about SNL."