A/N: Dylan and Reid have been going out for two months. Please regard that comment where they've been dating for three months. I need the timeline to coincide so I can put a Halloween party.

"You're joking, right?" Kate asked incredulously.

"What is up with you people?" asked Dylan. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"No, but that just makes the situation funnier," remarked Sarah.

"I'm not even going to ask why," replied Dylan as she stirred her coffee. They were at a coffee shop downtown trying to catch up on some girl time.

"Good call," said Kate. "You wouldn't even like what we're going to say."

"Don't you see the point?" asked Dylan. "Tyler would keep Brittany in line while Brit can loosen him up."

"That only works in the movies, Dee," said Sarah. "I doubt that they even like each other."

"Okay, from this point on, I'm totally going to forget I even thought of it in the first place." Dylan knew she was beat. The day that Tyler and Brittany were going to be a couple was the day that hell freezes over.

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Brittany sat with Dylan during their Psychology class. Spenser prided itself on giving advanced college classes to their students. Reid, Tyler and Sarah were also in their class. Their teacher Mr. Matthews came in followed by a couple of burly men who carried two boxes each. They exchanged a few words with Mr. Matthews and went outside.

"Good morning class!" greeted the chubby man. "You might be wondering what's in these boxes. This is your end-of-term project. You may think that this is a bit different from what our course load tackles with but I assure you, it's very relevant in order for you to pass this class." The students groaned in protest. End-of-term projects always meant hard work that takes up most of your time.

"I will be pairing you up with your classmates and there will be no objections," announced Mr. Matthews. "I've handpicked your partners because it is crucial for this experience. Now let me see where I put the list of pairs."

He shuffled through the papers on his deck and found the one he was looking for. He announced the names of the students that would be paired up and received a lot of frustrated groans. Every student was paired with the most unlikely person that they would have picked themselves.

Reid was paired with Sarah. Dylan was paired with Sean Chaptum, a guy who transferred in their Senior year. Tyler was paired with, wouldn't you know it, Brittany. The students all transferred to the seats beside their partners. Reid was glaring at Dylan's partner but they didn't notice. Brittany groaned as Tyler sat beside her.

"Let's just make this bearable, okay?" Brittany sneered at Tyler.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," replied Tyler with a weak smile.

"Will the boys please come over here in front to collect your projects?" the teacher requested. The guys all went in front and lined up beside the boxes. Mr. Matthews opened the first box with his pen. He pulled out what looked like a doll.

"This is going to be a long semester," groaned Brittany as she saw the teacher handing out the dolls. Tyler went back to the seat holding a doll with a blue blanket. He set it down on the table as he pulled out a pen to write on the fake birth certificate. Brittany peeked through the blanket to check on the baby's sex.

"There isn't anything there," muttered Tyler. "It's obvious with the blue blanket that it's a boy."

"I know that," shot back Brittany. "I just wanted to see if it had a thingy." She smiled sarcastically at Tyler which made him shake his head.

"So what name do you want to give it?" asked Tyler.

"How about Spike?" asked Brittany as she lifted the baby and spun him around.

"Typical," grumbled Tyler. "Could you cut that out? How about Anthony?" Brittany pouted and set the baby down.

"Now that's typical," replied Brittany. "Why not Spike? I want a tough little baby."

"How would you know if he's tough?" asked Tyler. "He's plastic. What's wrong with Anthony?"

"It's so blah!" replied Brittany. "I don't want a sissy name for my baby!"

"That was my grandfather's name," said Tyler. "And I can tell you he's not a sissy! Let's just compromise."

"Okay, how about Buddy," said Brittany. "That's the most neutral name I can think of."

"For a dog," snorted Tyler. Dylan just glared at him. He sank into his seat and wrote the name on the birth certificate.

"Buddy it is!" said Tyler. The teacher cleared his throat to get the attention of the students.

"I think it's obvious what you're supposed to do." He announced. "Take care of it, feed it, burp it, change it, etc. etc. The important thing is that you have to work together. I will be taking weekly reports on how you've been treating the baby and each other. I will announce the last step of the project a week before finals." The classroom was all in a buzz. Every couple was arguing. It wasn't just Tyler and Brittany.

"Oh he is an evil, evil man," remarked Reid. The bell rang and the students filed out of the room bringing their dolls.