AN: Now here's a WAFF if I ever seen one! I have the funny feeling I posted
this before though... I just can't find it on the site, lemme know if I
actually have used this scene before.
Btw, I didn't know what a WAFF was before, and I thought you might not
either, according to Chiquinta and her sister it's: warm and fuzzy
feelings.
Sweet Surrender
They had been on the job for hours on end now, the streets were busy and not in a good way. Worse, at eight thirty there was the policeman ball, so when the gang was let off only at eight everyone was very near panic, to be honest, the ladies mostly. The guys just had to hop in their dress- uniforms. For once everyone had promised to attend, some where suddenly re- thinking that promise.
But Cory had warned them all today was going to be a busy day and that if they were smart they'd bring their dresses and make-up with them. So, because everyone had the sense to listen to the sergeant the women locker room had become filled with bustle of activity.
They hoisted themselves into their dresses, applied make-up and did hair in record time. Still it took them more then half an hour to get everything ready and more or less perfect... Let's just keep it at presentable shall we? So when they finally did get out the guys wasted no time and rushed right to the gaping at them with their jaws on the floor.
Chris walked over to TC, living proof that men looked good in uniform, even if they weren't skimpy uniforms, they shared a quick kiss fully transforming into husband/wife mode.
Meanwhile, gaping time wasn't over yet.
"Yeah, OK, we got it, we're hot, can we go now?" Monica said, her date was waiting at the entrance and was probably going to think she stood him up or something.
TC offered Chris his arm and, though they all were supposed to go as friends Russ offered his to Jamie, and Bobby to Cory, who said they couldn't be gentlemen?!
After breaking various speed-limitations they arrived fashionably late. There Monica's date actually still stood waiting, a very impressive attempt to impress the blond. Needless to say, she was impressed.
While their consorts made themselves comfortable at the bar (free drinks yay!) TC had an obligation to mingle and Chris felt the obligation to stay with her hubby. Who knew people could be so boring? So, halfway through the night she excused herself and went to join her friends who were already pleasantly tipsy. Monica was no where in sight, she was probably eager to make some new 'connections' or something. Well, Chris could care less.
She sat down next to Cory who was having a wonderful time listening to Bobby go on and on about some childhood occurrence involving runaway rabbits. Of course the woman had the excuse of being intoxicated but this was a whole new level of lowliness. With a sigh Chris turned to her other side where Jamie and Russ were thumb-wrestling, oh the joy of watching two people thumb-wrestle and giggle the entire time.
A handsome man approached Chris, he smiled in a very handsome way and fake shy combed his hand to his handsome hair.
"Hey, I saw you sitting here and I thought maybe you want to dance?" he asked, in the same fake shy way. At this point she was tired, annoyed and ready to blow up, so really didn't care it was fake as long as she could go somewhere else then here, the dance-floor was as good a place as any.
"Yes, I would." She said with a smile only she knew was fake, and maybe TC and Cory if they had seen it, but they didn't so it really didn't matter.
He was actually a pretty good dancer, his name was Pedro and his father was one of those very boring very highly ranking officers. Chris was finally starting to somewhat amuse herself when she noticed TC looking at her, at them more precisely, he had that look on his face.
Now, she really wanted to make the best of this evening but things just kept on piling up!
Eventually TC came and cut in, and though she wanted to yell at him for this lousy night she knew he really couldn't help it, she did kick him in the shins though, just a little kick for not showing this girl a good time as she later explained to him.
"The night is still young isn't it?" he whispered in her ear.
"No it isn't." she said "But I am willing to make the most of it if you are." She made a little peace offering.
"I am willing." He told her seriously.
[Sweet surrender from Sarah MacLachlan begins to play]
she moved a little closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder as they danced, his arms encircled her. And slowly but surely her anger, frustration and sleepiness started to slip away.
About halfway through the song she had already forgotten it, she looked up and gave him a chaste kiss, then buried her head in the crook of his neck, he peacefully gave the top of her head a kiss and while they danced the world disappeared as her less then nice feelings had just moments before.
They were a man and a woman in love, dancing.
Sweet Surrender
They had been on the job for hours on end now, the streets were busy and not in a good way. Worse, at eight thirty there was the policeman ball, so when the gang was let off only at eight everyone was very near panic, to be honest, the ladies mostly. The guys just had to hop in their dress- uniforms. For once everyone had promised to attend, some where suddenly re- thinking that promise.
But Cory had warned them all today was going to be a busy day and that if they were smart they'd bring their dresses and make-up with them. So, because everyone had the sense to listen to the sergeant the women locker room had become filled with bustle of activity.
They hoisted themselves into their dresses, applied make-up and did hair in record time. Still it took them more then half an hour to get everything ready and more or less perfect... Let's just keep it at presentable shall we? So when they finally did get out the guys wasted no time and rushed right to the gaping at them with their jaws on the floor.
Chris walked over to TC, living proof that men looked good in uniform, even if they weren't skimpy uniforms, they shared a quick kiss fully transforming into husband/wife mode.
Meanwhile, gaping time wasn't over yet.
"Yeah, OK, we got it, we're hot, can we go now?" Monica said, her date was waiting at the entrance and was probably going to think she stood him up or something.
TC offered Chris his arm and, though they all were supposed to go as friends Russ offered his to Jamie, and Bobby to Cory, who said they couldn't be gentlemen?!
After breaking various speed-limitations they arrived fashionably late. There Monica's date actually still stood waiting, a very impressive attempt to impress the blond. Needless to say, she was impressed.
While their consorts made themselves comfortable at the bar (free drinks yay!) TC had an obligation to mingle and Chris felt the obligation to stay with her hubby. Who knew people could be so boring? So, halfway through the night she excused herself and went to join her friends who were already pleasantly tipsy. Monica was no where in sight, she was probably eager to make some new 'connections' or something. Well, Chris could care less.
She sat down next to Cory who was having a wonderful time listening to Bobby go on and on about some childhood occurrence involving runaway rabbits. Of course the woman had the excuse of being intoxicated but this was a whole new level of lowliness. With a sigh Chris turned to her other side where Jamie and Russ were thumb-wrestling, oh the joy of watching two people thumb-wrestle and giggle the entire time.
A handsome man approached Chris, he smiled in a very handsome way and fake shy combed his hand to his handsome hair.
"Hey, I saw you sitting here and I thought maybe you want to dance?" he asked, in the same fake shy way. At this point she was tired, annoyed and ready to blow up, so really didn't care it was fake as long as she could go somewhere else then here, the dance-floor was as good a place as any.
"Yes, I would." She said with a smile only she knew was fake, and maybe TC and Cory if they had seen it, but they didn't so it really didn't matter.
He was actually a pretty good dancer, his name was Pedro and his father was one of those very boring very highly ranking officers. Chris was finally starting to somewhat amuse herself when she noticed TC looking at her, at them more precisely, he had that look on his face.
Now, she really wanted to make the best of this evening but things just kept on piling up!
Eventually TC came and cut in, and though she wanted to yell at him for this lousy night she knew he really couldn't help it, she did kick him in the shins though, just a little kick for not showing this girl a good time as she later explained to him.
"The night is still young isn't it?" he whispered in her ear.
"No it isn't." she said "But I am willing to make the most of it if you are." She made a little peace offering.
"I am willing." He told her seriously.
[Sweet surrender from Sarah MacLachlan begins to play]
she moved a little closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder as they danced, his arms encircled her. And slowly but surely her anger, frustration and sleepiness started to slip away.
About halfway through the song she had already forgotten it, she looked up and gave him a chaste kiss, then buried her head in the crook of his neck, he peacefully gave the top of her head a kiss and while they danced the world disappeared as her less then nice feelings had just moments before.
They were a man and a woman in love, dancing.