AN- I never really thought about this pairing in this oneshot, but I got the request, so I wrote it! Anyway, if you guys like the pairing, go ahead and send in more requests for it, and if you don't, feel free to request other oneshots! Hope you enjoy!
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Mistake
"I'm gonna puke!" eighteen-year old Emma said, barging into the Benson's house.
"Why are you going to puke?" Sam asked boredly, hardly looking up her game of balloon tennis she was playing with Carly on the couch.
"Is she sick?" Carly frowned.
"Nah, just being dramatic," Sam said. "She probably got stuck with a weird lab partner at school or something."
"I'm gonna puke!" Emma's twin sister, Ashton, exclaimed, storming into the house after her sister.
"Okay, now that's weird," Sam said, putting down her tennis racket.
"You guys," Clarissa said, walking into the house. "It's really not that big of a-"
"Yes it is!" Emma and Ashton said simultaneously.
"Wanna go find out what's up?" Carly asked.
"Sure, why not, cable's out," Sam shrugged. The two headed into the kitchen where the teens were.
"I swear, I'm gonna need to dig my eyes out just to erase what I saw!" Emma said, grabbing a handful of chips and stuffing them in her mouth.
"Yeah, Clarissa! I'm like, scarred now, you know!" Ashton said.
"What happened?" Carly asked.
"They're over-reacting," Clarissa said.
"We are not over-reacting!" Emma said.
"Yeah, in fact, I think we're under-reacting here!" Ashton nodded.
"Okay, well something big obviously happened because you two haven't agreed since you could talk," Sam said. "So spill."
"Oh, we will," Emma said. "But just be warned; this is probably the most disturbing story you'll ever hear in your lives."
"So Emma and I were waiting for Clarissa so we could drive home," Ashton said. "And almost ten minutes pass and there's no sign of her."
"So we try calling her, and texting her, but no answer," Emma said. "So we decided we'd go see if she was hanging out with her friend on the cheerleading team. So we head over to the football field, where all the players were practicing, and you know what we find?"
"Underneath the bleachers, making out," Ashton said, cringing as she recalled the scene. "Were Clarissa and-"
"Tyler!" Emma finished.
Sam and Carly exchanged shocked glances.
"Tyler?" Sam repeated.
"As in your brother Tyler?" Carly frowned.
"Yes!" the twins exclaimed.
"You guys," Clarissa said, blushing furiously. "It's really not that bad! I mean, you're dating Quincy, Emma!"
"Yeah, Quincy! He's not my best friend's brother!"
"You see," Clarissa groaned. "This is why we didn't want to tell you right away!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Ashton frowned. "You mean this has been going on for awhile? How long?"
"About a month," Clarissa mumbled.
"Hold on, that's why you offered to tutor Tyler for his math test last week," Emma said. "And why you were hanging out over here last weekend when neither of us were here," Ashton said.
"Yeah…" Clarissa admitted.
"You know what?" Carly said. "I think this is great!"
"Huh?" Emma and Ashton frowned.
"Really?" Clarissa asked her mom.
"Sure!" Carly said. "I remember before we found out Emma and Ashton were going to be girls I was sort of hoping Sam and Freddie would have another son so you could marry him and they Sam and I could be co-grandmas together."
"We're not quite there yet, mom," Clarissa smiled.
"But Clarissa," Ashton said. "You're a senior. You're popular! You're hot! You could be dating someone a lot better than some sophomore like Tyler."
"Tyler's on the football team," Clarissa pointed out. "And I happen to like him a lot better than any senior guys I know."
"But he's gross," Emma cringed. "And an idiot!"
"Maybe to you," Clarissa said. "But I happen to think he's really sweet and thoughtful and attractive and-"
"Okay, now I'm really going to hurl," Emma said running upstairs.
"I've got to get going," Clarissa said, looking at her watch. "Me and Tyler are supposed to get coffee after his practice."
"I can't believe this," Ashton mumbled as Clarissa hurried out of the house.
"What?" Sam asked.
"My best friend and my brother!" Ashton moaned. "How messed up is that?"
"Wow," Carly said as Ashton ran upstairs after Emma. "This is really unexpected…But hey! Our kids are dating!"
"Yeah, that's…great," Sam nodded.
"What's wrong? It doesn't sound like you think it's great," Carly said.
"No, no I do," Sam said.
"I can't believe they've been dating a month, though," Carly said. "I wonder why Clarissa never told me."
"Probably because she knew you'd probably act in your usual Carly way," Sam suggested.
"I wasn't that bad!" Carly defended.
"Carls, you're already planning for their grandchildren," Sam reminded her.
"Oh, right," Carly said. "Well, still, I'll have to have a nice mother-daughter talk with Clarissa tonight so I can get the deats. I'm sure you'll be doing the same thing with Tyler."
"Um, yeah, sure," Sam nodded.
"Well, I need to get home," Carly said, looking at her watch. "See you tomorrow future in-law!"
"Oh boy," Sam sighed.
…
"Hey," Freddie greeted his wife later that evening as he entered the house.
"Hey," Sam said, hanging up her Pearphone. "I was just talking to Jason."
"Oh yeah? How's he doing down there in California?" Freddie asked, hanging up his jacket by the door.
"He's still looking for future jobs to start once he graduates Cal Tech this year," Sam replied.
"He'll get something," Freddie said, giving his wife a quick kiss. "So where are the other kids?"
"Out," Sam replied. "Looks like it's just the two of us tonight."
"I think we can make that work," Freddie smiled at her. "Wanna order in a pizza?"
"Already ahead of you, baby," Sam said. "I ordered one ten minutes ago that should be here any minute."
"Good, because I'm starving," Freddie said, collapsing onto the couch next to Sam.
"So," Sam said. "I heard some…interesting news today."
"What about?" Freddie asked.
"Well," Sam said. "Apparently…Tyler's been going out with Clarissa for the past month."
"Clarissa?" Freddie repeated. "As in Carly's daughter?"
"She is the only Clarissa we know," Sam reminded him.
"Wow," Freddie said. "That's a bit of a shocker. But hey, good for him. Clarissa's a great girl."
"Yeah, I know," Sam said. "That's the problem."
"Um, problem?" Freddie frowned.
"Dude, come on," Sam said. "You know Tyler…How many girls has he dated since high school?"
"More than I can even remember," Freddie said.
"And how long do those girls usually last?" Sam asked.
"About two weeks tops," Freddie said. "Oh…I see the problem."
"Yup," Sam sighed. "Carly may be real thrilled about this whole thing, but I bet you Clarissa's dad is freaking out right now."
"Hey, Tyler's still a nice guy," Freddie said. "He's not going to hurt Clarissa!"
"I know, but still, if it were the other way around, you probably wouldn't be too thrilled about one of the twins going out with someone who has had as many girlfriends as Tyler's had either."
"Yeah, you're right," Freddie admitted.
"I didn't want to say anything to Carly," Sam said. "But I don't think this whole thing's a good idea…I mean, what if when they break up things become awkward around us and Carly? And what if Clarissa doesn't feel comfortable coming over here to hang out with Emma and Ashton anymore? The girls already freaked out when they found out the two of them were dating!"
"Okay, well, we don't know any of that will happen," Freddie said. "Sure, Tyler doesn't have the best track record with girls-"
"Yeah, no chiz," Sam said. "We should've figured something was up with him when we realized he hasn't had any of his usual bimbo girls over here."
"-But maybe he'll surprise us," Freddie said. "After all, he's been with Clarissa for a month now, hasn't he? That's already the longest girlfriend he's had."
"That's true," Sam said. "I just hope this thing doesn't turn into one big mistake."
…
The next day, Freddie stood outside Tyler's bedroom door. He knocked twice.
"Come in!" Tyler called, and Freddie let himself in.
"Hey," Freddie said, looking around at his youngest child's cluttered bedroom.
"Oh, hey dad, what's up?" Tyler asked from his bed, where he was laying back on his pillows, shooting baskets into his wall hoop.
"Don't you have a history test to be studying for?" Freddie asked.
"Um…sort of," Tyler said. "I was, er, just taking a study break."
"Yeah, sure," Freddie said, sitting down at Tyler's desk. "So…I hear that you and Clarissa are dating now."
"Yeah," Tyler nodded. "Em and Ash freaked out, which was sort of funny. But I guess that's why Clarissa wanted to wait awhile before we told everyone."
"Yeah, probably," Freddie said. "Listen, Ty-"
"Oh hey, I wanted to ask you if you had a tie I could borrow for tomorrow night," Tyler said. "Me and Clarissa are going to some fancy restaurant where I can't even pronounce half the things on the menu."
"Um, yeah, that's fine," Freddie said. "But Tyler, I wanted to talk to you about this whole thing."
"Dad," Tyler said, rolling his eyes. "We already had that talk when I was twelve, remember? As much as I enjoyed that puppet show…"
"No, not that," Freddie said quickly. "It's just, now I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but you've sort of dated a lot of girls. Now, I know that doesn't mean anything. And don't tell your mom this, but I've sort of enjoyed seeing my son being the stud I never really was in high school. But, well, I just wanted to make sure that you weren't dating Clarissa for the wrong reasons."
"Wrong reasons?" Tyler frowned.
"You know," Freddie said. "She's a senior, she's pretty popular. I just wanted to make sure that you really liked her, and weren't going out with her-"
"-Just because she's hot?" Tyler finished.
"Well, yeah, basically," Freddie said.
"Dad," Tyler said. "Believe it or not…I actually really like Clarissa. A lot. More than any of those other girls I've dated. And it's not just because she's hot, although that doesn't hurt. She's really funny, and she's really good at being a leader, and she's smart. Oh, and she does this one thing where-"
"Okay, okay, I got it," Freddie smiled. "So…you really like her, huh?"
"Yeah," Tyler nodded.
"Well then I'm happy for you," Freddie said. "Just be sure to be a gentleman, okay?"
"Got it," Tyler nodded.
Freddie got to his feet, feeling a surge of pride in his son. He had never seen him like this. It was a refreshing change.
"Oh, and dad?" Tyler said.
"Yeah?" Freddie asked.
"Could possible borrow your credit card for my date tomorrow?"
Freddie sighed. It looked like some things would never change with that kid.
