A/N: Okay, I am not posting anymore of this til I get at least three reviews!
"You're very quiet today, Cory," Topanga observed, glancing at her ex-boyfriend over the book she was reading at lunch.
Cory sighed. "I'm not feeling so good," he replied.
Shawn elbowed his friend, and jerked his head in Topanga direction, urging him to bring up Minkus.
"So, what do you think about Minkus, Topanga?" Cory asked, his stomach sinking. He really did not want to do this, but then again, he didn't want his friend to be sent to military school either. It was the lesser of two evils.
"Minkus? You know what I think about him, Cory. He's a twerpy little weasel!"
"Really? I don't think so. In fact, I think he's changed quite a bit. I think he might even have a little crush on you." There, it was said.
"Whatever, Cory," Topanga said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"No, really! In fact, why don't you ask him out? I bet he's just scared to ask you," Cory persisted. Part of him wanted Topanga to say no, but another part desperately needed her to say yes.
"Cory," Topanga said, placing her book on the table, and folding her arms in front of her. "I appreciate the fact that you have obviously moved on and feel happy enough for me to date other boys, but there is no way on earth I will ever go out with that little snot."
Cory sighed again. Shawn slumped in his chair. "Alright, Topanga."
"What are we going to do?" Shawn whined, as he and Cory headed for class.
"I don't know, Shawn. I really don't know. I can't force her to go out with him. Topanga has her own mind, you know!"
"Don't I just!"
"Hunter! Matthews! My office now!" Both boys jumped at the sound of Feeny's voice. They looked at each other, terrified, and scampered into Feeny's office.
"Have a seat, boys," the principal
insisted, closing the door behind them.
"We're really sorry, Mr Feeny," Cory blurted out, and Shawn shot him a 'what
the heck are you doing' look.
"Sorry for what, exactly, Mr Matthews?" Feeny enquired, settling himself down behind his desk. He raised one eyebrow and peered at the boys.
"For being so well behaved!" Shawn quipped, a broad smile on his face.
"That'll be the day, Mr Hunter. The reason I called you into my office is that my sister is coming to town, and she will be wanting to use my car. I haven't got the time, but it needs a thorough cleaning. I'd be willing to pay the both of you, of course," Feeny informed them, leaning back in his chair.
"Sure thing, Mr Feeny,' Shawn replied, so glad that he wasn't in trouble that he would've agreed to almost anything.
"Right, thank you. I shall park it outside your house this afternoon then, Mr Matthews," Feeny said, handing Cory a spare key. "That is all. You may go."
Cory and Shawn couldn't have left the principal's office any quicker, thinking that if they stayed a second longer some how Feeny would find out about that morning's truancy.
"So, do I have a date with the lovely Miss Lawrence yet?" Minkus enquired with a smirk. He had been waiting outside the principal's office for the pair.
"Uh, not just yet, but she's definitely warming to the idea," Cory lied, hoping to buy them some time.
"Clock's ticking, Matthews. You've got until end of school tomorrow!"
"What are we going to do?" Shawn whined at Cory as he rubbed polish onto the hood of Feeny's car. The boys had been preening the car for the past hour, taking so much time not because they needed to, but because they wanted the time to sort out the Minkus dilemma.
"I don't know!" Cory announced, and then sighed. "No way is Topanga going to go out with the twerp."
"But Dad will…"
"Hey, girls." Eric had wandered into the driveway. "Is that Feeny's car?"
Cory rolled his eyes at his older brother. "No, it's the queen's."
"Ooh, little bit tetchy, aren't we?" Eric grinned idiotically at the two boys. "I bet you've got the keys, haven't you?"
"Yes, but…" Cory replied, but Eric cut him short.
"Really? Let's go for a spin! He'll never know!"
"I don't know, Eric, we…"
"Oh, come on, Cor!" Shawn exclaimed, and to Cory's shock the two of them had already leapt in the front seats. Cory sighed, shook his head and jumped in the back seat.
"Wow! This thing is really grunty!" Eric announced, from the drivers seat.
"Who'd've thought Feeny's would have such a mean machine!" Shawn bubbled.
"Shit! Eric look out for that…."
SMASH!
