Set sometime in the future, no specific timeline. Cody and Squib are together, though.
Blondie and Benatar
Your
love's contagious, one kiss is dangerous
But I have more to risk,
than you to lose
I feel passion growing
I know that love is
only just one inch away, from striking us
We Live For Love
We
Live For Love
"What are you listening to?" Squib asked as he entered his girlfriend's room.
"Pat Benatar," Cody told him, not looking up from the book she was reading.
"Again?"
"Yes, Squib, again," she rolled her eyes.
"So you're still on this eighties thing?"
"Yes, I'm still on 'this eighties thing'."
"But why?" He asked, sitting down beside her, "I mean, it's over and done with. I think it's time for you to move on. Welcome to the new millennium."
"They eighties had good music," Cody defended, "even if the clothes leave something to desireā¦"
When
we get tired, and watch the summer fade away
Will you think of
romance, what will we do?
Is there a place where we can go?
Where
time stands still for those who know?
Till eternity we'll fulfill
our desires
"Yes, but why is it always Pat Benatar?"
"It's not always Pat Benatar. Yesterday it was Blondie," she reminded him.
"Either way, I'm sick of all this '80's music," he whined.
"Maybe you should stop hanging around here, then," she gently teased, closing her book.
"Haha," Squib said dryly.
"No, seriously," she said, "not that I don't love your company, but why are you here?"
"Do I need an excuse to visit my wonderful girlfriend?"
"Yes," Cody said without missing a beat.
"Okay, practice was cancelled and Cameron's hanging out with Tannis. I'm bored out of my mind," he admitted.
"Gee, nice to know I'm you're last resort," Cody said sarcastically.
We
Live For Love
We Live For Love
We Live For Love
We Live For
Love
I
never planned to win the race
But you convinced me face to
face
There was never a chance of losing at all
"Oh, City Girl, you know you're always my first choice," he grinned.
"Suck up," she smirked before kissing him.
"Let's do something tonight," he said when they parted. As he spoke, he reached around her back and tried to touch the CD player. She caught him and swatted his hand away.
"Leave Pat alone," she chastised.
"Oh, fine," he mock-pouted, "But I'm being serious for once, let's do something."
"We could hang out here and watch movies. My dad's out of town," she suggested.
Squib raised an eyebrow, "Out of town, you say?"
"Don't even start, buster," she laughed.
"Okay, okay, fine," he smiled, "movies sound great."
"Good,"
"But one condition,"
"What?" Asked Cody.
"No more Benatar."
We
Live For Love
We Live For Love
We Live For Love
We Live For
Love
We Live For Love
We Live For Love
We Live For Love
-Pat Benatar 'We Live For Love'
I don't even know if this can be called a one-shot, it's so tiny! It was mostly written because I've been listening to Benatar all day, not to have a point. So if you hate it, I apologize. However, if you guys like it, I may write a companion piece to a Blondie song. Let me know!
