Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (48/?)
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: I sadly do not own Community.
A/N - For A Fistfull of Paintballs. Sorry for the delay. I wanted to see both episodes of the two parter before posting these. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Saved
This paintball war was insane. Annie knew the last one was pretty insane, but this one, this one was literally insane! And they'd only been playing for two hours. Somewhere along the day her skirt went missing. And she'd basically lost the study group. And was it getting dark outside? Seriously, insane.
She glided along the hall, sticking close to the shadows to keep herself hidden. She could hear faint gunshots from a distance. And screaming; so much screaming. Paintball was intense this year.
She heard a sound behind her, and turned quickly to see Jeff with his gun pointed right at her face. He smirked. "And where have you been?"
Annie reached for her gun but it only made him pull the safety on his. He looked determined. Screw him, she needed that money more than he did. Time to take out the Disney eyes. "Come on, Jeff. You wouldn't shoot me."
He knew what she was doing. She could see it on his face. It didn't stop his intense stare from faltering and his gun from lowering to her stomach.
"Really? Cos in case you haven't noticed I'm sort of a jerk. I'd shoot anyone."
Annie saw her opening. "You're not a jerk. You're great." His gun didn't move but she could see his bravado fading into affection. She took one step closer. He took one step back. "Come on, Jeff. It's me."
"If you think you can trick me with your princess eyes and really short shorts, then you have another thing coming to you," He said.
Annie could see through his act. She was getting to him, chipping away at his armor. She had him. "Jeff, we both know you'd never shoot me."
His gun moved slightly. "And we both know you'd have no qualms about shooting me."
"So I guess I win either way."
"I guess. Or..."
"Or what?"
Jeff looked over her head, and raised his gun, firing two quick shots. Annie turned to see two members of the drama club acting out their dramatic death scenes.
"We could team up," Jeff suggested.
Annie took the opportunity to point her own gun at his heart. "Or not."
He raised his hands in the air. Annie didn't budge.
"I just saved your life, you know," He told her. She wished that didn't make her feel like this was wrong. She wanted to shoot him. If he was out, there was no doubt the game would be a lot easier for her. And she really needed that money. She could finally buy herself a better car, a slightly better place, better earplugs. He'd probably waste it on a new suit. Still, the compassionate side of her couldn't help it. He had saved her.
From the top of the corridor she saw two members of the chess clubs slide up and point their guns at Jeff's back. She could just leave him to get killed and save her own ass. She really could....Damn him!
She pushed past him and shot them both in the heart.
Jeff pointed his gun at her, she swung around and did the same to him.
"Looks like now were even, so shooting you would be fair game," She told him.
He was about to say something back but they both heard shouts from where the two chess players had just died.
"Michael!" Some one shouted. Then five more chess club members ran around the corner.
"Run!" Jeff said, and the two dashed down the hall, dodging any shots the chess club fired their way. Jeff turned a corner, pulling Annie with him. He kicked open a supply closet, and they both went in, leaving the door slightly ajar so they could spy out.
"Saved you twice" He whispered smugly.
"That doesn't count!"
"Oh really?"
"I was doing fine without you, you know."
"And you can do better with me."
"I work alone."
"You can't just go it alone, you'll lose."
"In case you haven't noticed, I've been sort of badass on my own."
"Oh, I've noticed, but half the students are still in. You're literally playing against half a school of crazy people," He told her. "And me," he then added.
"Yeah well-" Annie began, but Jeff put his gun to his lips, signaling for her to be quiet. They heard the chess club's footsteps outside.
"Where did they go?" Somebody asked.
"Keep looking, they're here somewhere," Another ordered.
"Here," Jeff said. He unloaded one of his guns and gave her three green paintballs. "You're running out."
"So are you."
"I'll get more."
"Where?"
"I've heard some rumors," He said, vaguely. "I'll find you when I know for sure."
"Don't. I can take care of myself, Jeff."
"Oh, I don't doubt that," He said with a smirk. Then softened. "I'll find you anyway."
She wanted to tell him she wouldn't let him; she didn't need him, but he was checking out their attackers before she had a chance to protest.
"Alright, I draw them off. You kill. Got it?"
Annie nodded. "Got it."
"See you on the other side, doll" He said, with a smile and a western accent. "And if you shoot me, I'll will get some one to hunt you down."
Then, without another word, he jumped out, shooting two unsuspecting chess club members. He began to run in the opposite direction. The chess club took the bait and started chasing after him. Annie followed the plan and jumped from the closet and shooting all of them in the back. Two of them fell forward. The other turned to see who their attacker was.
"I thought chess players were supposed to be fifty moves ahead." She blew the top of her gun for effect. "Oh well."
"Dammit! They got us again!" One of them wined. They all dropped their guns, and left the hall with disappointed slouches.
Jeff who was watching the scene play out on the other end of the corridor dipped his hat towards her. "Until next time, Milady," He said, before strolling away to find more paintballs like he'd promised.
Annie walked to where the chess club had left their guns. "Milord," She whispered, though her cowboy was long gone.
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: I sadly do not own Community.
A/N - For A Fistfull of Paintballs. Sorry for the delay. I wanted to see both episodes of the two parter before posting these. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Saved
This paintball war was insane. Annie knew the last one was pretty insane, but this one, this one was literally insane! And they'd only been playing for two hours. Somewhere along the day her skirt went missing. And she'd basically lost the study group. And was it getting dark outside? Seriously, insane.
She glided along the hall, sticking close to the shadows to keep herself hidden. She could hear faint gunshots from a distance. And screaming; so much screaming. Paintball was intense this year.
She heard a sound behind her, and turned quickly to see Jeff with his gun pointed right at her face. He smirked. "And where have you been?"
Annie reached for her gun but it only made him pull the safety on his. He looked determined. Screw him, she needed that money more than he did. Time to take out the Disney eyes. "Come on, Jeff. You wouldn't shoot me."
He knew what she was doing. She could see it on his face. It didn't stop his intense stare from faltering and his gun from lowering to her stomach.
"Really? Cos in case you haven't noticed I'm sort of a jerk. I'd shoot anyone."
Annie saw her opening. "You're not a jerk. You're great." His gun didn't move but she could see his bravado fading into affection. She took one step closer. He took one step back. "Come on, Jeff. It's me."
"If you think you can trick me with your princess eyes and really short shorts, then you have another thing coming to you," He said.
Annie could see through his act. She was getting to him, chipping away at his armor. She had him. "Jeff, we both know you'd never shoot me."
His gun moved slightly. "And we both know you'd have no qualms about shooting me."
"So I guess I win either way."
"I guess. Or..."
"Or what?"
Jeff looked over her head, and raised his gun, firing two quick shots. Annie turned to see two members of the drama club acting out their dramatic death scenes.
"We could team up," Jeff suggested.
Annie took the opportunity to point her own gun at his heart. "Or not."
He raised his hands in the air. Annie didn't budge.
"I just saved your life, you know," He told her. She wished that didn't make her feel like this was wrong. She wanted to shoot him. If he was out, there was no doubt the game would be a lot easier for her. And she really needed that money. She could finally buy herself a better car, a slightly better place, better earplugs. He'd probably waste it on a new suit. Still, the compassionate side of her couldn't help it. He had saved her.
From the top of the corridor she saw two members of the chess clubs slide up and point their guns at Jeff's back. She could just leave him to get killed and save her own ass. She really could....Damn him!
She pushed past him and shot them both in the heart.
Jeff pointed his gun at her, she swung around and did the same to him.
"Looks like now were even, so shooting you would be fair game," She told him.
He was about to say something back but they both heard shouts from where the two chess players had just died.
"Michael!" Some one shouted. Then five more chess club members ran around the corner.
"Run!" Jeff said, and the two dashed down the hall, dodging any shots the chess club fired their way. Jeff turned a corner, pulling Annie with him. He kicked open a supply closet, and they both went in, leaving the door slightly ajar so they could spy out.
"Saved you twice" He whispered smugly.
"That doesn't count!"
"Oh really?"
"I was doing fine without you, you know."
"And you can do better with me."
"I work alone."
"You can't just go it alone, you'll lose."
"In case you haven't noticed, I've been sort of badass on my own."
"Oh, I've noticed, but half the students are still in. You're literally playing against half a school of crazy people," He told her. "And me," he then added.
"Yeah well-" Annie began, but Jeff put his gun to his lips, signaling for her to be quiet. They heard the chess club's footsteps outside.
"Where did they go?" Somebody asked.
"Keep looking, they're here somewhere," Another ordered.
"Here," Jeff said. He unloaded one of his guns and gave her three green paintballs. "You're running out."
"So are you."
"I'll get more."
"Where?"
"I've heard some rumors," He said, vaguely. "I'll find you when I know for sure."
"Don't. I can take care of myself, Jeff."
"Oh, I don't doubt that," He said with a smirk. Then softened. "I'll find you anyway."
She wanted to tell him she wouldn't let him; she didn't need him, but he was checking out their attackers before she had a chance to protest.
"Alright, I draw them off. You kill. Got it?"
Annie nodded. "Got it."
"See you on the other side, doll" He said, with a smile and a western accent. "And if you shoot me, I'll will get some one to hunt you down."
Then, without another word, he jumped out, shooting two unsuspecting chess club members. He began to run in the opposite direction. The chess club took the bait and started chasing after him. Annie followed the plan and jumped from the closet and shooting all of them in the back. Two of them fell forward. The other turned to see who their attacker was.
"I thought chess players were supposed to be fifty moves ahead." She blew the top of her gun for effect. "Oh well."
"Dammit! They got us again!" One of them wined. They all dropped their guns, and left the hall with disappointed slouches.
Jeff who was watching the scene play out on the other end of the corridor dipped his hat towards her. "Until next time, Milady," He said, before strolling away to find more paintballs like he'd promised.
Annie walked to where the chess club had left their guns. "Milord," She whispered, though her cowboy was long gone.