Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It
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 Horror Fiction in Seven Spooky Steps. This episode was amazing, and definitely the funniest of the season so far. Also, I have no idea what's gong on with this chapter. It sort of came out of nowhere, but it's my favourite that I've written for s3 so far, so... Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Lights
Jeff didn't really intend to go to the Greendae dance. After last year's fiasco, he felt like he might have an allergic reacton to Greendale Hallowe'en dances from now on. Not to mention whenever he stepped near the taco meat his gag reflex set off for no reason.
Still his friends, (read: Annie and her stupid princess face), were very persuasive. He agreed to make a twenty minute appearace, before heading out to another party with a few old lawyer buddies.
Sometime near the end of his twenty minutes, Annie literally jived over to him wearing a purple witch's hat. Because of Britta's pre-party, everyone in the group ended up going to the party without a costume, except for Troy and Abed. When they got there Annie had disappeared somewhere, clearly to steal a hat from somebody.
"Starburns is bootlegging costumes," She explained, when Jeff gave her a confused look.
"You know that hat probably fell off the back of a truck, if you know what I mean," Jeff said.
"So? Starburns said he cleaned everything."
Jeff smirked. It was strangely endearing how innocent she could still be sometimes, especially since she was the smartest person he knew.
"I mean he stole it," He said.
Annie's eyes widened by a fraction, then she flung the hat away, landing it perfectly on Garrett's head.
"Ten points," Jeff said, while Annie frantically wiped her clean, shiny, citrus fruit-smelling, (not that Jeff would know), hair. "In fairness, you should have seen this one coming. I mean, you bought it off Starburns, of all people."
She shook her head. "I got disracted by the lights."
"They've been like that all week," Jeff noted.
Annie shrugged self-consciously. "Yeah, but ... during the day. At night it's a little, y'know. Scary."
Jeff had to stifle a laugh. "Are you afraid of the dark? You? Really?"
"No!" Annie said defiantly, but Jeff was already off.
"You live in the worst neighbourhood in Greendale; You told a frighteningly graphic, scary story less than an hour ago; You we're one of the last people in paintball last year, and we played half of it at night. How did I not notice this before?" He said, clearly enjoying this way too much.
"I'm not afraid of the dark!"She hissed, pushing him into a more secluded corner, so that there were less people around to hear them speak. "It's just ... okay." She put her hands on Jeff's biceps, making sure he was giving her his full attention. "They remind me of ... my breakdown. In highschool. When the lights flicker like that, it just reminds me a lot of when I was ... " She trailed off.
Suddenly, Jeff didn't find it so funny anymore. He felt uneasy in his stomach, and all he wanted to do was go back in time and hug seventeen year old Annie.
"It's not a big deal," Annie continued. "It just freaks me out sometimes."
"Wow, Annie, I - " Before Jeff could finish the lights flickered, setting Annie off. She gripped his arms tightly, and jerked into him a little. It didn't last long. It took less than a second for everything to become bright again. She relaxed, taking a step back, and smiling apologetically at him.
Jeff sighed. "Okay, we're leaving." He said, putting his arm around her, and pulling her towards the exit.
"What? Why?"
"Because, I'm not letting you stay at a party that gives you mini heart-attacks at regular intervals." She didn't try to stop him from pulling her away, but she didn't look like she wanted to leave either.
"It's Hallowe'en. Getting little frights is half the fun." She looked back at the dancefloor with a conflicted expression, watching Troy and Britta doing the robot. Badly, in Britta's case.
The lights flickered again, and this time Annie added a squeal to her flinch. When they came back on Jeff gave her a pointed look.
"Shut up," She said.
He smirked. "You can stay if you want, but L Street's serving drinks half price for Hallowe'en, and I hear they got a zombie Michael Jackson inpersonater to perform for the night."
Annie gave Troy and Britta one last wistful look, then nodded. "Troy did teach me the first half of Thriller."
Jeff grinned. "And hey, now I get drive. My costume will reach new levels of accuracy."
She rolled her eyes and slapped his arm playfully, while Jeff grinned back at her.
He sent his lawyer buddies a text saying something important came up, and didn't regret if for a second as he watched Annie demonstrate the first half of Thriller, in the passenger seat of his car.
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 Horror Fiction in Seven Spooky Steps. This episode was amazing, and definitely the funniest of the season so far. Also, I have no idea what's gong on with this chapter. It sort of came out of nowhere, but it's my favourite that I've written for s3 so far, so... Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Lights
Jeff didn't really intend to go to the Greendae dance. After last year's fiasco, he felt like he might have an allergic reacton to Greendale Hallowe'en dances from now on. Not to mention whenever he stepped near the taco meat his gag reflex set off for no reason.
Still his friends, (read: Annie and her stupid princess face), were very persuasive. He agreed to make a twenty minute appearace, before heading out to another party with a few old lawyer buddies.
Sometime near the end of his twenty minutes, Annie literally jived over to him wearing a purple witch's hat. Because of Britta's pre-party, everyone in the group ended up going to the party without a costume, except for Troy and Abed. When they got there Annie had disappeared somewhere, clearly to steal a hat from somebody.
"Starburns is bootlegging costumes," She explained, when Jeff gave her a confused look.
"You know that hat probably fell off the back of a truck, if you know what I mean," Jeff said.
"So? Starburns said he cleaned everything."
Jeff smirked. It was strangely endearing how innocent she could still be sometimes, especially since she was the smartest person he knew.
"I mean he stole it," He said.
Annie's eyes widened by a fraction, then she flung the hat away, landing it perfectly on Garrett's head.
"Ten points," Jeff said, while Annie frantically wiped her clean, shiny, citrus fruit-smelling, (not that Jeff would know), hair. "In fairness, you should have seen this one coming. I mean, you bought it off Starburns, of all people."
She shook her head. "I got disracted by the lights."
"They've been like that all week," Jeff noted.
Annie shrugged self-consciously. "Yeah, but ... during the day. At night it's a little, y'know. Scary."
Jeff had to stifle a laugh. "Are you afraid of the dark? You? Really?"
"No!" Annie said defiantly, but Jeff was already off.
"You live in the worst neighbourhood in Greendale; You told a frighteningly graphic, scary story less than an hour ago; You we're one of the last people in paintball last year, and we played half of it at night. How did I not notice this before?" He said, clearly enjoying this way too much.
"I'm not afraid of the dark!"She hissed, pushing him into a more secluded corner, so that there were less people around to hear them speak. "It's just ... okay." She put her hands on Jeff's biceps, making sure he was giving her his full attention. "They remind me of ... my breakdown. In highschool. When the lights flicker like that, it just reminds me a lot of when I was ... " She trailed off.
Suddenly, Jeff didn't find it so funny anymore. He felt uneasy in his stomach, and all he wanted to do was go back in time and hug seventeen year old Annie.
"It's not a big deal," Annie continued. "It just freaks me out sometimes."
"Wow, Annie, I - " Before Jeff could finish the lights flickered, setting Annie off. She gripped his arms tightly, and jerked into him a little. It didn't last long. It took less than a second for everything to become bright again. She relaxed, taking a step back, and smiling apologetically at him.
Jeff sighed. "Okay, we're leaving." He said, putting his arm around her, and pulling her towards the exit.
"What? Why?"
"Because, I'm not letting you stay at a party that gives you mini heart-attacks at regular intervals." She didn't try to stop him from pulling her away, but she didn't look like she wanted to leave either.
"It's Hallowe'en. Getting little frights is half the fun." She looked back at the dancefloor with a conflicted expression, watching Troy and Britta doing the robot. Badly, in Britta's case.
The lights flickered again, and this time Annie added a squeal to her flinch. When they came back on Jeff gave her a pointed look.
"Shut up," She said.
He smirked. "You can stay if you want, but L Street's serving drinks half price for Hallowe'en, and I hear they got a zombie Michael Jackson inpersonater to perform for the night."
Annie gave Troy and Britta one last wistful look, then nodded. "Troy did teach me the first half of Thriller."
Jeff grinned. "And hey, now I get drive. My costume will reach new levels of accuracy."
She rolled her eyes and slapped his arm playfully, while Jeff grinned back at her.
He sent his lawyer buddies a text saying something important came up, and didn't regret if for a second as he watched Annie demonstrate the first half of Thriller, in the passenger seat of his car.