Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (40/?)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - Post Early 21st Century Romanticism. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Call
Britta drove Annie home after the dance, because her crappy car was getting yet another window fixed since some one in her neighbourhood kept smashing hers during the night.
Britta was still upset about Paige's straightness and kept mumbling something about how Paige was totally a homophobe, and lame, and a few other words that Annie thought were a bit harsh. But it was Britta so she wasn't too surprised with her colourful vocabulary. While Britta mumbled to herself Annie called Jeff to see what he spent the night doing since he wasn't at the dance as was promised.
"Hello" He answered in an aggravated tone.
"Hi, it's me" Annie said as Britta mumbled something about Paige's stupid hat.
"I know, Annie. It's the 21st century. I have caller ID."
"You sound annoyed" Annie noted.
"You know who's annoyed? Me. Can you believe she thought I was..." Britta trailed off angrily, somehow unaware that Annie wasn't talking to her.
"I am annoyed. It's very hard not to be annoyed when there's snails living in you bathtub" He muttered although he didn't sound like he was talking to her.
"Snails?" Annie questioned.
"They're hermit crabs" A voice that wasn't Jeff corrected them.
"Who's that?"
"Long story" Jeff answered simply. Annie could hear the sounds of a closing door and figured he went into another room. "So how was your night?" He asked, slightly desperate to change the subject.
"Britta made out with her friend Paige" Annie said, glancing at her blonde friend beside her. Britta gave her an angry side-eye, finally noticing that Annie was talking to some one else.
"The lesbian?"
"Turns out, she's not even a lesbian. She thought Britta was a lesbian" Annie explained. Britta's glare intensified.
"Huh. Britta must be heartbroken."
"No, she's reached a more angry stage" Annie said quietly, as if Britta wouldn't hear her. Britta ignored her and turned her eyes to the road, muttering something about Paige again. "And your night?" Annie asked him.
He made a groaning sound. "It was...interesting."
"What was interesting about it?"
"Well.." He hesitated for a moment. "Did you know there's a guy called Magnitude in Greendale."
"Sure. Pop! Pop!"
"Oh. Well, I met him for the first time tonight. At a party. In my apartment. That I did not plan" Jeff said. She could sense his annoyance about the entire situation. "I mean it wasn't all bad, but...Leonard was there."
Annie laughed. "I would have loved to see your face through that."
"I would've loved to see Britta's face."
Annie laughed. Britta seemed to somehow know it was about her because she gave Annie another look, which made her quickly compose herself. "Stop talking about me with Jeff" She whispered.
"Yeah, it wasn't funny. But very admirable on Britta's part" Annie said, cautiously. Britta nodded with approval, then continued watching the road again. "Oh and that was a nice little text we got from you tonight" said Annie.
There was a self-conscious silence on Jeff's end. "Yeah, well. Yeah."
"Well, I love you too" She said. There was a small silence between them where nothing needed to be said, and neither of them wanted to hang up so they just listened to each other's nothings. Britta was giving her a funny look from the driver's seat, so she added. "We love you too. Don't we Britta?" Britta stopped watching her, but kept the suspicious expression on her face.
From Jeff's end of the line she could hear the same voice form earlier yelling about being hungry.
"Seriously, Jeff, who is that?"
"Ignore him. It's not important" He dismissed."So, what else happened tonight?"
"Jeeeeeeeeffff" The voice moaned again, this time it sounded louder. Annie figured whoever it was was in Jeff's room now.
"Ugh, do you mind, I'm on the phone!" Jeff exclaimed.
"But, I'm hungry."
"Is that Chang?" Annie asked.
"I told you it was a long story" Jeff muttered. "Look, I gotta go, he's eating some one's pizza leftovers."
"Gross."
"Totally. I'll text you."
"Sure. Bye."
He hung up.
The car fell into a heavy silence.
"Jeff?" Britta asked.
"Yeah" Annie answered, even though both of them were well aware that Britta knew who it was.
Britta did a pensive nod that Annie tried not to read into. She was probably just thinking about Paige and her lack of homosexual preferences. Not Annie's phone call with Jeff. Why would Britta care about that? It's not like it was a particularly interesting phone call.
Her phone beeped with a text from Jeff, just as he'd promised.
He finished the pizza. Moving on to everyone's beer. Possible father of Shirley's baby...poor woman.
As Annie texted back, Britta kept her suspicious expression. She was thinking about the phone call. Well, I love you too. We love you too. Don't we Britta? Britta wondered if those last two parts would even be there had Annie been sitting in a different car with a different person.
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - Post Early 21st Century Romanticism. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Call
Britta drove Annie home after the dance, because her crappy car was getting yet another window fixed since some one in her neighbourhood kept smashing hers during the night.
Britta was still upset about Paige's straightness and kept mumbling something about how Paige was totally a homophobe, and lame, and a few other words that Annie thought were a bit harsh. But it was Britta so she wasn't too surprised with her colourful vocabulary. While Britta mumbled to herself Annie called Jeff to see what he spent the night doing since he wasn't at the dance as was promised.
"Hello" He answered in an aggravated tone.
"Hi, it's me" Annie said as Britta mumbled something about Paige's stupid hat.
"I know, Annie. It's the 21st century. I have caller ID."
"You sound annoyed" Annie noted.
"You know who's annoyed? Me. Can you believe she thought I was..." Britta trailed off angrily, somehow unaware that Annie wasn't talking to her.
"I am annoyed. It's very hard not to be annoyed when there's snails living in you bathtub" He muttered although he didn't sound like he was talking to her.
"Snails?" Annie questioned.
"They're hermit crabs" A voice that wasn't Jeff corrected them.
"Who's that?"
"Long story" Jeff answered simply. Annie could hear the sounds of a closing door and figured he went into another room. "So how was your night?" He asked, slightly desperate to change the subject.
"Britta made out with her friend Paige" Annie said, glancing at her blonde friend beside her. Britta gave her an angry side-eye, finally noticing that Annie was talking to some one else.
"The lesbian?"
"Turns out, she's not even a lesbian. She thought Britta was a lesbian" Annie explained. Britta's glare intensified.
"Huh. Britta must be heartbroken."
"No, she's reached a more angry stage" Annie said quietly, as if Britta wouldn't hear her. Britta ignored her and turned her eyes to the road, muttering something about Paige again. "And your night?" Annie asked him.
He made a groaning sound. "It was...interesting."
"What was interesting about it?"
"Well.." He hesitated for a moment. "Did you know there's a guy called Magnitude in Greendale."
"Sure. Pop! Pop!"
"Oh. Well, I met him for the first time tonight. At a party. In my apartment. That I did not plan" Jeff said. She could sense his annoyance about the entire situation. "I mean it wasn't all bad, but...Leonard was there."
Annie laughed. "I would have loved to see your face through that."
"I would've loved to see Britta's face."
Annie laughed. Britta seemed to somehow know it was about her because she gave Annie another look, which made her quickly compose herself. "Stop talking about me with Jeff" She whispered.
"Yeah, it wasn't funny. But very admirable on Britta's part" Annie said, cautiously. Britta nodded with approval, then continued watching the road again. "Oh and that was a nice little text we got from you tonight" said Annie.
There was a self-conscious silence on Jeff's end. "Yeah, well. Yeah."
"Well, I love you too" She said. There was a small silence between them where nothing needed to be said, and neither of them wanted to hang up so they just listened to each other's nothings. Britta was giving her a funny look from the driver's seat, so she added. "We love you too. Don't we Britta?" Britta stopped watching her, but kept the suspicious expression on her face.
From Jeff's end of the line she could hear the same voice form earlier yelling about being hungry.
"Seriously, Jeff, who is that?"
"Ignore him. It's not important" He dismissed."So, what else happened tonight?"
"Jeeeeeeeeffff" The voice moaned again, this time it sounded louder. Annie figured whoever it was was in Jeff's room now.
"Ugh, do you mind, I'm on the phone!" Jeff exclaimed.
"But, I'm hungry."
"Is that Chang?" Annie asked.
"I told you it was a long story" Jeff muttered. "Look, I gotta go, he's eating some one's pizza leftovers."
"Gross."
"Totally. I'll text you."
"Sure. Bye."
He hung up.
The car fell into a heavy silence.
"Jeff?" Britta asked.
"Yeah" Annie answered, even though both of them were well aware that Britta knew who it was.
Britta did a pensive nod that Annie tried not to read into. She was probably just thinking about Paige and her lack of homosexual preferences. Not Annie's phone call with Jeff. Why would Britta care about that? It's not like it was a particularly interesting phone call.
Her phone beeped with a text from Jeff, just as he'd promised.
He finished the pizza. Moving on to everyone's beer. Possible father of Shirley's baby...poor woman.
As Annie texted back, Britta kept her suspicious expression. She was thinking about the phone call. Well, I love you too. We love you too. Don't we Britta? Britta wondered if those last two parts would even be there had Annie been sitting in a different car with a different person.