Swimming carnivals are cool, you wanna know why? Cause I don't have to
go!!! *Does a little dance* SO I'm updating. Oh Jordan and J.D have never
met and the reunion chapter will be the next one.
Did anyone want Carla and Elliot to get together, cause I'm thinking that
they'd make a cute couple, so yes or no??
Anything you can do I, I can do better.
J.D had somehow managed to convince Perry to take him out to a really expensive restaurant. The reason something about celebrating their two- month anniversary or something. Whatever it was it worked Perry was now stuck at "The Ninraw" the most expensive restaurant in town. True he wouldn't want to be any where else but he was rather sore that he was footing the bill, but J.D had promised to make it a night he wouldn't forget and if he complained one bit he wouldn't get any that night, so he was doing his best to keep his outside demeanour happy while inside secretly plotting the death of every single other patron there. Though when J.D was playing footsie with you as the food was taking to long too come, you could really easily be happy, but not to happy cause that would be really embarrassing and you would never live it down.
With the arrival of their food J.D's bladder launched its first attack and J.D ran off to more pressing matters. Quite successfully leaving Perry alone, which is not a good thing to do when said person is planning the murders of the entire restaurant using just his knife fork and that person who is sitting the corner looking suspiciously like his ex wife's Baked Alaska. It was an ingenious plan and would have worked too had the Baked Alaska just belonged to someone who looked like his ex wife not his actual ex wife. When he saw her all his wonderful plans flew out his head. He moved his plate out of the way and started repeatedly hitting his head on the table and saying his newfound mantra, "shit, shit, shit." Over and over again. She smirked and started to walk over to meet him when J.D came out and sat down at the empty seat. The confused look on her face was one of the times you just wish you had brought a camera. She watched in befuddlement as J.D managed to get Perry to stop trying to kill the table in under thirty seconds. She silently swore wondering how this pipsqueak of a boy was able to deal with Perry. Then she began to walk over to their table again, she was jealous though she would never admit it, not even under torture. She rearranged her top so there was more cleavage showing. She gave a death glare at J.D and smiled seductively at Perry.
"Hi, sweetheart. Long time no see." She said breathily. Perry would of hid underneath the table except the fact that J.D would never let him forget it so he settled for moving as far away from her as he could. There was a loud cough from J.D. "Oh, look if Perry hasn't got him self a boy toy." She glared some more at J.D then turned to look at Perry. There was a pointed look from J.D and Perry inwardly groaned.
"J.D meet the dog I never wanted. Jordan meet puppy dog eyes." Perry said sounding like all he wanted to do was hid in a hole; make that a big hole, underneath a big rock.
"Pleasure, I'm sure." Jordan drawled. This time it was J.D who shooting the death glares.
"Hrmm, well we'd love to stay and chat, But I'm sure you have places to be, people to do." J.D said and smirked. They traded death glares again and if looks could kill people, they'd be toast. Perry got up and whispered something in J.D's ear. J.D smirked. He got up too, took a fifty-dollar note out of Perry's wallet and chucked it on the table. He whispered something in Jordan's ear, took hold of Perry's hand and softly sang just loud enough for Jordan to hear. "Anything you can do, I can do better."
The End
TasChiBandGirl: What can I say, I thought what would make me happy and somehow naked J.D and whipped cream just popped into my mind. I just wish the show's producers could see how much sense they make. Cause I'd be happy forever if they got those two together
Anything you can do I, I can do better.
J.D had somehow managed to convince Perry to take him out to a really expensive restaurant. The reason something about celebrating their two- month anniversary or something. Whatever it was it worked Perry was now stuck at "The Ninraw" the most expensive restaurant in town. True he wouldn't want to be any where else but he was rather sore that he was footing the bill, but J.D had promised to make it a night he wouldn't forget and if he complained one bit he wouldn't get any that night, so he was doing his best to keep his outside demeanour happy while inside secretly plotting the death of every single other patron there. Though when J.D was playing footsie with you as the food was taking to long too come, you could really easily be happy, but not to happy cause that would be really embarrassing and you would never live it down.
With the arrival of their food J.D's bladder launched its first attack and J.D ran off to more pressing matters. Quite successfully leaving Perry alone, which is not a good thing to do when said person is planning the murders of the entire restaurant using just his knife fork and that person who is sitting the corner looking suspiciously like his ex wife's Baked Alaska. It was an ingenious plan and would have worked too had the Baked Alaska just belonged to someone who looked like his ex wife not his actual ex wife. When he saw her all his wonderful plans flew out his head. He moved his plate out of the way and started repeatedly hitting his head on the table and saying his newfound mantra, "shit, shit, shit." Over and over again. She smirked and started to walk over to meet him when J.D came out and sat down at the empty seat. The confused look on her face was one of the times you just wish you had brought a camera. She watched in befuddlement as J.D managed to get Perry to stop trying to kill the table in under thirty seconds. She silently swore wondering how this pipsqueak of a boy was able to deal with Perry. Then she began to walk over to their table again, she was jealous though she would never admit it, not even under torture. She rearranged her top so there was more cleavage showing. She gave a death glare at J.D and smiled seductively at Perry.
"Hi, sweetheart. Long time no see." She said breathily. Perry would of hid underneath the table except the fact that J.D would never let him forget it so he settled for moving as far away from her as he could. There was a loud cough from J.D. "Oh, look if Perry hasn't got him self a boy toy." She glared some more at J.D then turned to look at Perry. There was a pointed look from J.D and Perry inwardly groaned.
"J.D meet the dog I never wanted. Jordan meet puppy dog eyes." Perry said sounding like all he wanted to do was hid in a hole; make that a big hole, underneath a big rock.
"Pleasure, I'm sure." Jordan drawled. This time it was J.D who shooting the death glares.
"Hrmm, well we'd love to stay and chat, But I'm sure you have places to be, people to do." J.D said and smirked. They traded death glares again and if looks could kill people, they'd be toast. Perry got up and whispered something in J.D's ear. J.D smirked. He got up too, took a fifty-dollar note out of Perry's wallet and chucked it on the table. He whispered something in Jordan's ear, took hold of Perry's hand and softly sang just loud enough for Jordan to hear. "Anything you can do, I can do better."
The End
TasChiBandGirl: What can I say, I thought what would make me happy and somehow naked J.D and whipped cream just popped into my mind. I just wish the show's producers could see how much sense they make. Cause I'd be happy forever if they got those two together