Scott Pilgrim vs the unexpected
Chapter 3
Scott groaned loudly. He hated working at Second Cup but then again it was better than being at home with (shudder)Gideon. With the cheeriness and morning sickness and the (wince) hormonal outbursts. Sure, they could just live off of Gideon's money but Gideon had made him get this job so he could contribute to the money for the baby.
"SCOTT! GET YOUR #$ OVER HERE!" Julie shouted from the other end of the counter. "A CUSTOMER NEEDS SOME FREAKIN COFEE!"
"Coming," Scott replied weakly.
She really did have problems, Scott thought to himself.
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"SCOTT! YOUR'RE BOYFREIND WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!" Julie screamed over at Scott.
The customer he was serving looked at him funnily. Scott shrugged and grabbed the phone from Julie.
"What do you want?"
"Why so bitter Scott? You should be happy you get off in a half an hour!"
"Yeah, then I get to go home and get to see you,' Scott replied coldly.
"I'm a bit hurt, Scott, "Gideon sniffed.
"Look, what do you want?"
"Pick up some hot sauce, chocolate sauce and pickles for me while you're out, okay?"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
Everyone looked in Scott's direction.
"Listen, I'm pregnant Scott. Things don't have make sense. Now, do it or I'll scream at you for hours on end."
"Fine, see you later."
Julie gave him a dirty look.
"I'm going home early today," Scott said and he grabbed his coat and ran out all the way out of Second Cup.
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"Oh hey Scott, you're home," Gideon said as Scott walked in the door.
Scott gave him a dirty look and shoved the bag he was holding into Gideon's hands.
"Watch it, Scott. I'm carrying precious cargo here!"
Scott just rolled his eyes. For a once evil ex he could be pretty annoying. No wonder Ramona had left him. He looked over at Gideon eating the pickles covered in chocolate and hot sauce. That was just nuts. Actually anyone willing to knock himself up just so he just could break up a couple was insane. But, then again this was Gideon.
"Scott, buddy, you alright?"
"Not when you're eating that!" Scott exclaimed pointing at the pickles. "You're practically making yourself sick!"
"If it's what the baby wants, it's what the baby gets," Gideon replied smugly. He bit into another pickle.
Scott shook his head in disgust and turned towards the bedroom.
"Oh and Scott!" Gideon called out.
Scott turned around.
"You are going to take me shopping tomorrow; Mommy needs some new clothes here!"
Gideon motioned to his tight shirt and slacks.
Scott nodded weakly and headed back towards the bedroom. Tomorrow was not going to be fun. It was going to be absolute hell.
End of chapter 3