Shonda would be jealous of this chapter.

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"I don't like them like that," Daisy whined pushing her bowl of cereal across the table and leaning forward so that her chin rested on the wood.

"Like what honey?" he father questioned impatiently, "that's how you have them every morning."

"They're soft."

"That's because you are taking to long to eat them."

"I want new ones."

"Daisy," Geoffrey warned, "We don't get new breakfast when we dawdle over eating."

"Addy does."

Addison froze, her spoon still half in her mouth. She had just been tattled on by a 5 year old, "My coffee wasn't ready… It got soggy," she explained lamely.

Geoffrey gave her an exasperated look, "Daisy's drive to school should be here in 20 minutes. You're sure you don't mind staying?"

Addison shook her head.

"Okay," he bent down and kissed Daisy on the forehead, "Be good," he moved around the table and kissed Addison lightly on the lips, lingering longer then necessary, "You be good too."

Addison watched him leave the kitchen, yelling to Ali and telling her to meet him in the car, and then turned back to Daisy. She raised an eyebrow and attempted to stare the little girl down.

Daisy just continued to watch her, her chin still resting on the table.

Finally Addison chuckled and pushed the rest of her cereal over to rest in front of the little girl.

Daisy grinned and started shoveling the food into her mouth, "Addy? Can you do my hair like yours?"

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"Are you going to that thing?"

Derek paused and rinsed his toothbrush under the running water, "What?"

"The nurses thing," Meredith called back, louder this time in order to be heard over the sound of the shower and the water running in the sink.

"I'm going. Richard ordered me to spend a thousand dollars or I'm fired."

"What?" Meredith tilted her head out from underneath the showerhead.

"I'm going."

"Okay," Meredith went back to rinsing her hair, "Oh, and don't forget Callie's thing."

"What?" He called back.

"Callie's thing. I promised that we'd go."

"She's playing the banjo?"

"I promised we'd go."

"What?"

"What?"

"I have to go," he rapped lightly on the door to the shower, "I'll see you at the hospital."

"You're buying me cotton candy," she grinned poking her head out of the shower.

He laughed, kissing her lightly on her wet cheek, "Anything you want."

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"Richard!"

"Addison I'm sorry. There is nothing that I can do."

"Nothing you can do! Richard!" Addison remained in step with him, her heels clicking furiously.

"Addison," he sighed, "It's for charity."

"It's a freak show!"

"Well you should have volunteered for something else. I'm making balloon animals."

"Richard!"

"It's the nurse's biggest fundraiser. They are raising money for pediatric cancer research. And you are stamping your foot and refusing to help."

"A Kissing Booth Richard. They put me in a kissing booth."

He smirked, "No one ever said they were stupid."

"With Meredith Grey. They put me in a kissing booth next to Meredith Grey."

"Just remember," Richard smiled at her, "it's for charity."

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"I come baring gifts," Mark announced placing two small bags and 2 wrapped packages on the raised table of the kissing booth.

Meredith and Addison both glared, however within 5 seconds curiosity got the better of Addison and she reached for the bag.

"Chapstick. And Binaca," she dropped them back in the bag, "Thanks," she said dryly.

"An economy sized box of mints?" Meredith demanded, tearing the last of the paper off one of the packages.

"For your costumers. You shouldn't have to put up with their substandard oral hygiene."

They glared

"I am trying to help," he protested unconvincingly. He smiled at them, "I also thought you might want to get a little practice in before the main event."

"Goodbye Mark," Addison intoned. As he turned away she reached into the bag and pulled out a tube of Chapstick. She smoothed in on and pressed her lips together. She turned to Meredith, "Want some? It's Cherry."

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"So what do you see in my future."

Callie looked at Mark skeptically from under her gypsy costume, "I see you spending a lot of time and money at the kissing booth."

"Your powers astound me," He nodded to the darkened tent behind her, "Wanna fool around?"

"Let me consult my cards," she turned over a couple at random, "No."

"Wanna have some fun anyway?"

"Doing what?"

Mark stood and sauntered away, "You'll see."

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"This is your eighth time through," Addison deliberately turned her head so Mark was forced kiss her cheek.

"I can't loose at this game. Sultry redheads, lusty blonds," he backed away, "How much to you girls charge by the minute?"

"A thousand," Meredith rolled her eyes as she leaned over to peck an ER doctor she had never seen before on the lips.

"Pricey," Mark winked at them, "I'll go get my check book."

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"McDreamy."

"McSteamy," Derek greeted back as Mark joined him in line.

"Bit of a risky situation don't you think?"

"What?"

"You combine the Laws of Probability with Murphy's Law, you have a better then 50 percent chance of ending up kissing your Ex-wife."

Derek smiled, "Then you can take my turn."

"How you doing O'Malley?" Mark asked George who was standing right in front of them.

George glared.

"He hates me."

"Sleeping with peoples significant others will do that."

"But I'm me," Mark winked at Callie as she stormed by, "Besides, we are just friends."

"That's what you said about Addison."

George handed his money to the nurse and headed towards Meredith.

Mark glanced at Addison, who was waiting patiently, and turned to Derek, "Murphy's Law."

Derek smiled, "Go ahead."

Mark grinned and handed the nurse some money. Addison rolled her eyes as Mark approached her again. Mark smiled.

And walked past her.

"Why do I feel this was your fault?" Callie questioned as she sat on the stool next to Addison.

"Because it is," he teased, leaning in to kiss her. And he kissed her and kissed her and kissed her.

Two stools down George caught sight of them. In a misguided attempt attain equality he kept kissing Meredith. He certainly wasn't going to let Mark Sloan win.

Addison looked awkwardly between the couples on either side of her. Then she caught Derek's eye. It was clearly his turn. And she was clearly the only one free. Derek stood a few feet away, watching Addison and considering the situation they were in.

Addison leaned forward and rested her forearms on the table and clasp her hands together, "It's for charity."

Derek took a few steps forward and rested his hands firmly on the table on either side of her arms, "Charity," he said firmly.

Mark pulled away from Callie just as Derek leaned in to kiss Addison, Mark nodded to them, "See, isn't this fun."

"Actually, yes." Callie watched with interest as the Ex's lips went from bring pressed against each other to being pressed between each other, to one of them - or both of them - leaning in closer and turning their heads inward, blocking Callie and Marks view.

"We should time them?" Mark mused.

"She's supposed to be dating my friend."

Mark turned and leaned against the narrow table. He smiled slyly as Derek and Addison pulled apart, "Get your money worth?"

Derek glared at him and turned to walk away, not daring to look at Meredith.

"Does your current rate still apply?" Mark asked.

"Mark," Addison groaned, burying her face in her hands.

"Nurse, I would like to make a donation."

Derek turned back around.

"What are you doing?" Callie hissed.

Mark pulled out his checkbook, "Five thousand," he murmured as he wrote, "Now according to my math and what Meredith claims is the rate per minute for her and Addison," he turned to Callie, "I'm assuming you claim the same. So that gives me, 5 minutes with one of these ladies, or," he smiled at Derek, "2 and a half with two of them."

Derek unconsciously clenched his fists.

Mark turned back to the women, "Who's it going to be?"

"What are you doing?" Callie hissed again.

"Well," Mark murmured, "I'm going to have to go with Torres for one," he smiled at her, "But I am going to have to think about the other."

"I hope you have a plan," Callie groaned.

"I just want to see what he will do."

Addison head snapped towards him and she glared, "What are you..."

"Shhh," he shushed her.

Derek approached the nurses. He smiled, "I'll write you a check for ten thousand if you tear up Dr. Sloan's."

"How charitable of you Dr. Shepherd," Mark congratulated him, "But I am willing to go up to fifteen, and I won't even ask for more time."

Derek smiled at the nurses again, "Twenty."

The women exchanged glances. Only Callie and Addison seemed to realize what Mark was getting at.

"Twenty-five."

"Thirty."

Mark whistled, "Thirty thousand dollars. That is a lot of money. Especially since you have no idea which one I was going to pick. Most people would assume I would pick Addison. Since you are my best friend and I don't intentionally try to steal your women."

Addison groaned and buried her face in her hands. Meredith looked wide-eyed between everyone assembled.

"I'll make it easy," Meredith bolted.

"Meredith," Derek sighed.

"Me too," Addison walked off in the opposite direction, glaring at Mark.

Derek stared at Mark, "Thanks."

Mark shrugged, "Just wanted to know where things stood," he turned back to Callie, "See. Fun."

"Well, yeah. Rotten and mean, but somewhat fun." she gave him a look, "She's still dating my friend."

"It was charity," he smiled at her and pressed something into her hand, "I got you something."

"Chapstick?"

"Looks like you're on your own now," he grinned, "You know what the best part is? All these people; Derek, Meredith, Addison, Geoffrey… all going to be at your show tonight."

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Now. I don't know if you noticed this.

I just wrote a chapter with a KISSING BOOTH.

I win.

At life.

So the next chapter is Callie's shin-dig. I'm thinking that it's going to be good. I'm thinking it's going to be dramatic. I'm thinking there are going to be fights.

I'm thinking that reviews make me write faster.