Disclaimer: *ahem* the characters are in no way associated with my being. They strictly belong to the property of NBC and JER.
Twist of Fate
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What's Going on?!
(At the Crane Apartment)
"Ethan, we can't stay with them," Gwen harshly whispered.
"I know but we have no where else to stay, unless we want to stay at a hotel?" He looked at her.
"It's far better than being cooped up together with her," Gwen pointed towards Theresa.
"Are you out of your witty mind Theresa?!" Fox demanded.
"I was just suggesting," She calmly replied.
"Well we can't have Mr. Golden-boy here living with us," Fox told her.
"Then I recommend you find them another apartment, a vacate apartment, rid of mice and all sorts of other mishaps." Theresa said.
"I don't think there's an empty condo in the complex. They're all full," Fox explained.
"You're a Crane, you have the power," Theresa reminded him.
"Not to do everything I please," Fox said.
"Fox!" Ethan called him into attention. "So?"
"So…what?" He asked slowly.
"Are you going to find us another apartment or are we staying here?" He asked. You can tell Gwen finally gave in to Ethan about where to stay from her obvious expression.
No, no, no. You and Gwen aren't going to stay here with us. That's my final answer.
"Fox?" Theresa asked softly.
Argh, I'm going to hate myself for this damn decision.
"Fine! But no fights between you and the expectant mother got it?" Fox asked, looking at Theresa.
"It was just merely a suggestion,"
"Yeah well they took it so now we have 2 new tenants in the building. Thank you Theresa," Fox said sarcastically.
"It's just until you find them another place." Theresa told him.
"You two get the room in the back." Fox told them. "I'll have someone look at your place until then but once we dispose of the mice and fix the water system, you're moving back there Ethan."
"I'll be glad too." Ethan retorted. He and Gwen went back to their apartment to grab their things.
"Oh goodie, it's just like a TV series," Dylan joked. Fox glared at him with utter distaste.
"We should call this, Crane Survivor. Who will be booted off the island this week? Hmmm…stay tune to find out!"
Fox chugged a pillow at Dylan.
(An Hour later)
Oh god, Ethan is now living with us. Imagine that. I knew it. I wasn't pushing myself at Ethan. This is all of Fate's work. I just know it. It's in a matter of time until we're together.
"Theresa?" Dylan asked, catching her attention.
"Yeah?" She answered.
"Want to catch a drink down at White Lotus?" He asked, unexpectedly.
"What?" She asked, half-listening.
"Me.You.Margaritas.White Lotus." Dylan repeated.
"Oh," She was taken back.
"Well, do you?" he asked, in a serious tone this time.
"Sure. It's not like Fox and I were planning to go anywhere or anything. Ok." She agreed.
"Great, let's go." Dylan offered his arm and Theresa took it. They two went out the door.
(5 minutes later)
"Where's Theresa?" Fox asked himself as he entered the living room.
"Everyone suddenly vanished out of thin air…
"I can't believe Ethan and Gwen are living with us.
"Just the way I wanted things to go. Argh.
"First Chad doesn't get called into work, and now I'm by my lonesome self. Where is everybody?
"Great Fox. Talk to yourself for some company. Maybe I'm not as sane as I thought I was. I've been influenced by that tiny woman we all call Theresa. So is this what she does in private? Talk to herself about her undying love for my ignorant half-brother? Some entertainment…"
KNOCK KNOCK
"Ooo company!" Fox said in happiness.
"Hello," Syd said as Fox opened the door. (Pretend Fox has never seen Syd in person before)
"And you are?" Fox asked.
"Syd. Syd Valentine," She answered.
"Oh! Hi, I'm Fox. I spoke to you on the phone the other day," Fox reminded her.
"Oh yeah. I just came here to see if Chad was home. I'm taking your advice," Syd smiled flirtatiously.
"Unfortunately, Chad's not home at the moment. He went out," Fox said.
"Oh, what a shame. So what's going on?" She asked.
"Nothing. I was just wondering where everyone disappeared too. Now I'm alone."
"You know, you want to go have an early dinner with me?" She asked.
"Right now?" He asked.
"Yeah. I mean I was going to take Chad but since you're available…"
"Hey, I've got nothing better to do. Sure why not," Fox agreed.
"Ok good. Come on," Syd said as she led the way. If she's into Chad as much as I think she is, maybe we can strict up some sort of deal…
(White Lotus)
"Can I ask you something rather personal, Theresa?" Dylan asked.
"Sure…what did you have in mind?" She asked, sipping her drink.
"Were you ever, at any points, attracted to Mr. Foxworth Crane?"
"Fox?" Theresa looked at him funny. "He was flirtatious when I first met him…but nothing developed from that."
"Would you consider you and him very close friends?"
"Yes, I think I would. Back when I was living in the Crane mansion, Fox and I would have heart-to-heart talks. Oops, I don't think I was suppose divulge that. Forget everything I just said Dylan." Theresa laughed.
"I knew Fox had gone soft…especially for you," Dylan muttered to himself.
"For me?" Theresa asked, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"I said, 'specifically, for who?'" Dylan told her.
"Uh huh…I don't know what you're up too Dylan…"Theresa suspected.
"Just because I'm buddy buddy with Fox doesn't make me as devious as you think I am." Dylan chuckled.
"We'll find out."
"More drinks?" Dylan asked, changing the subject.
"Sure,"
"Bring on the good stuff!"
(Schutzi, a restaurant)
"I'm so glad I have you all to myself tonight," Whitney said, as she gazed into Chad's eyes.
"Me too baby, me too." He kissed her hands.
"Soon your schedule is going to be so hectic and you'll be working real hard with Syd, I don't know what I'd be doing on the moments I wouldn't be with you," Whitney said.
"You have Theresa, and Fox." Chad reassured her.
"I know but they're not you."
"Baby, soon we'll be able to plan our wedding and the next thing you know, we'll be married." He kissed her.
"I'd want my family to be at our wedding Chad."
"They will be. We'll make them come. They're going to realize that letting you move out here was the best thing they did. They're going to see that I'm not the horrible person that your dad thinks I am."
"You're not and that's why I love you so much," Whitney kissed him.
"I love you too, baby." Chad kissed her back.
In the distance, Chad and Whitney didn't notice two familiar people enter the restaurant. Fox and Syd.
"This place looks delicious," Syd said.
"Hmm…" Fox said looking around. Suddenly, he spotted Whitney and Chad on the other side of the building. They're here! It's my chance to take Whitney away and have Chad stuck with Syd. I never thought a person can flirt as much as her. Seriously, I just want to get away from her.
"What a coincidence, I see Chad and Whitney," Fox informed her.
"Chad? He's here? Really? Where?" She asked, with excitement.
"Over there. Let's go say hi to them," Fox suggested.
"Chad, Whitney. What a surprise," Fox smiled.
"Fox." Whitney said. "I didn't think I'd see you here."
"Yeah same here." Chad said. "Syd!?"
"Hi Chad," She said in that seductive tone of hers.
"Syd?" Whitney asked.
"Yeah, Syd Valentine. The singer I'm working with," Chad explained.
"Oh…" Whitney said, surprised that Syd was a girl. I thought she was some alcoholic man in rehab. I'm disappointed now, Whitney thought.
"Hi," Syd said, rather annoyed.
"Hi," Whitney replied.
"So what are you two doing here?" Chad asked.
"Actually Syd dropped by the apartment looking for you but she ended up inviting me to dinner with her," Fox explained.
"Oh. Is something wrong?" Chad asked. "I mean why did you drop by the apartment?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to work on some music that's all," She smiled.
"Oh, ok."
"Sorry to disappoint you two, but I gotta go." Fox said.
"But we just got here," Syd whined.
"I know but tomorrow I've got a meeting with my assistant." Fox told her.
"Chad, do you mind working on some material with me?" Syd asked, pleading with her brown eyes.
"Um…" He said, looking at Whitney for some sort of excuse.
"It's ok, sweetie. I'm actually tired. You and Syd should work," Whitney said. Chad looked at her, as if begging her to come up with an excuse.
"You sure?" He asked, begging some more in his eyes. Unfortunately, she didn't catch on.
"Yeah. I'll see you at home tonight, k?" She said, kissing him.
"I'll take you home Whitney," Fox offered.
"Thanks. Nice meeting you Syd," Whitney smiled.
"You too," She smiled fakely.
(That night, after all the fun)
"Tonight was great!" a drunken Theresa wobbled herself into the apartment.
"Yes it was," Dylan followed after.
"I just needed one night to let loose!" Theresa squealed.
"Wow, you're a whole different person when you're out of it, Theresa," Dylan said.
"You, my friend," Theresa pointed her finger at Dylan's chest. "Are lots of fun!"
"hmm, yeah," He said, holding on to her arms, preventing her from falling.
"I don't remember the last time I was this drunk," Theresa slurred.
"Really? I get knocked up all the time," Dylan said.
"Oh I lied. I do remember!" She giggled. "That's when little Ethan came into the picture…well literally."
"With Fox's daddy?" Dylan asked.
"Julian…I never liked him. He was much too old for my liking," Theresa said.
"How do you sleep with that guy?" Dylan shuddered.
"Easy. First you get drunk…then you throw yourselves at one another then—" But Dylan quickly stopped her.
"No, keep that to yourself Theresa. I don't want to know," Dylan said.
"Ok then. Your lose," She smiled drunkenly. Suddenly she grabbed his face with her hands.
"Thank you," She slurred.
"For what?" Dylan asked, confused.
"Tonight. I mean, whooo!" She said, swaying from side to side. "I feel great!"
"You're beautiful," He whispered.
"You're too cute!" She squealed. Out of nowhere, Dylan leaned down and kissed Theresa. Her, being too drunk to think, kissed him back. The two were going at it for who knows how long, until the front door opened and Fox and Whitney walked in.
"Theresa!?" Whitney said in surprise.
"What the--?" Fox said, seeing Dylan making out with Theresa.
What the hell is going on in here!? Why is Theresa…no, why is DYLAN all over Theresa?! I knew it! He couldn't keep his hands to himself! And Theresa! Out of all the people, she decides to throw herself at Dylan!?...wait, why am I so angered by this?? I thought I wanted Theresa to move on and forget about Ethan. I should be glad…I SHOULD be…but I'm not…