A/N: This one was suggested by Echo101 - "Mr. Sweet comes in on Peddie making out." Here ya go! Hope you like and review!! By the way, I know that Mr. Sweet is supposed to teach chemistry/science, but in this story, Ms. Valentine is teaching it.

Caught

"So, Edison. That is why I feel you should be doing better in your classes. You should-" Mr. Sweet was interrupted by a light rapping at the door. "Come in," Mr. Sweet says.

"Mr. Sweet! Mr. Sweet! There's an experiment gone wrong in the science lab. Things are getting awry. I need your help," Ms. Valentine says, rushing in with a deeply worried expression.

Mr. Sweet stands up hurriedly. "Right away, Ms. Valentine!" Right after he completes his sentence, Patricia ambles in, looking confused.

"Uh, Mr. Sweet, I have a question about the dress code-"

"Not right now, Patricia! You wait here with Edison while I go assist Ms. Valentine in the science lab," Mr. Sweet says, and rushes out of the office with Ms. Valentine, closing the door behind him.

Patricia looks down at Eddie. "What's wrong with him? And why are you here?"

Eddie smiles. "Science experiment gone wrong, apparently. And 'Dad' and I were just having a little father-son chat about my grades," he answers, while standing up. Patricia sits on the desk. "So, question about the dress code?" he asks while smirking and moving closer to her spot on the desk.

"Amber. She wanted to know what the maximum height her heels could be, but had a 'fashion emergency' and ran off to the bathroom after making me come and ask Mr. Sweet," Patricia explains, rolling her eyes.

Eddie smiles a knowing smile and snorts. "Of course," he says, moving even closer. He places one hand on her neck and tangles it in her hair, while leaning forward. He stops before he reaches her lips.

Patricia had butterflies in her stomach and was breathing short breaths due to Eddie being so close. She stares in his big, chocolate brown eyes and says, "Wow, getting right to the point are you? No trying to say something sweet or clever to get in the mood?" she says, trying to cover up her blush and her flushed face, pretending she doesn't feel as flustered as she does.

"Well, normally I would, but seeing as we're in my dad's office and he could be back soon, and you seem like you're already so worked up and flustered, I thought that I should just go for it," he says with a cheeky grin, and closes the distance between them as his lips meet hers. It felt like fireworks were going off and Patricia needed to be closer to Eddie. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her as Eddie placed his hands around her sides. She wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively, pulling him even closer than before, if that was possible. They felt as though she were in heaven, with their bodies pressed up against each others. They wanted nothing more than to stay that way forever.

But, 'nothing gold can stay' and the door burst open to reveal a very angry Mr. Sweet. Patricia and Eddie jumped back as though they had been shocked. They were even more shocked to see him standing there with a red face and steam shooting out of his ears. No, literally; steam was shooting out of his ears.

"Wow, Dad, I didn't know somebody could ever get that angry," Eddie says with a nervous chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. Patricia glares at him, her face was almost as red as Mr. Sweet's.

"Edison! Patricia! I will deal with your teenage shenanigans later! Right now, I must take a shower from the science experiment that exploded on me," Mr. Sweet says, furious, for more reasons than one.

However, with the absurdity that just happened, and the sight of Mr. Sweet standing their looking like he had just stepped out of a cartoon, it was all just too much. Eddie and Patricia burst out laughing, clutching their sides and trying to breath. Whenever they managed to get under control, they'd just glance at Mr. Sweet's infuriated face and continue to laugh. After about two or three minutes of this, something in Mr. Sweet snapped.

"Out!" Mr. Sweet commanded, pointing at the door, acting much different from his usually sweet and accepting demeanor. Patricia swore that if steam hadn't already been coming out of his ears, it would have then. They rushed out of the room, glancing back at Mr. Sweet. The door slammed close and Eddie took Patricia's hand in his. When they were getting their last laughs out, they met up with Amber.

"So did you get an answer?" she said, completely oblivious to what just occurred. Patricia just rolled her eyes and chuckled, walking away with Eddie. Amber scurried after them. "Well?"