|Batting A Thousand
Author: Desiqtie PM
In honor of the season premiere of My Boys, here's a fun, little series of drabbles. Drabble the first outlines the danger of diaries.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Humor - P.J. F. & Bobby N. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 706 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 04-04-09 - Published: 04-01-09 - id: 4962329
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A/N: Here's the first set of drabbles...with more to come!
"Achoooaaauuunnghhh..." The sneeze tapers into a pained groan as Brendan restlessly shifts in his bed. "Peej?" The pathetic whine carries into their kitchen, where PJ rolls her eyes at Brendan's antics. Her best friend is a terrible patient, but she would never have survived college without him. So, pampering him now, 'per Dr. Brando's orders,' is no great hardship.
"Here you go Brando, chicken noodle soup just how Wendy used to make." He responds with pitiful, puppy-dog eyes and a sheepish, dopey smile. Shaking her head in silent amusement, she struggles to free him from the mess of blankets.
"I can't believe they're tearing down Crowley's!"
"I know! It's...it's legend! Epic! Indescribable!"
"Mike, have you been reading the dictionary again?"
"No." Beat. "What? Don't look at me like that! I know stuff! I'm smart." Another beat. "Alright, so I accidentally bought the toilet paper with words on it...don't judge me."
"Seriously guys...this is the worst day ever."
"P.J.'s right. How will I avoid Meredith?"
Dryly, "Nice. Whatever. Man, we won't be able to come here to celebrate our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary."
"PJ. You and Kenny aren't even married yet!"
"He bought you a plane!"
"Are you going to repeat everything I say?"
"Stephanie! HE BOUGHT YOU A PLANE!"
"Yes. For the 12th time. He bought me a plane."
"And you said no because why?"
"He proposed to me while I was being transported to the hospital in an ambulance! BECAUSE I SWALLOWED the RING he put in my CAKE!"
"So? It could've been worse!"
"He could've proposed to you at Crowley's. At least Kenny tried..."
"Yeah. After Elsa, he didn't want the whole girly-romantic thing again."
"PJ? What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm making a snow angel!"
"Peej, there's no snow." Andy replied, perplexed, as she wildly flapped her limbs, while flat on the grassy outfield.
"I know." A slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, as he gazed, amused, at her knobby knees covered in scrapes, her boyish frame, and her gap-toothed grin. "You are so weird, PJ."
"But I'm still the best, little sister in the whole wide world. Right?"
"Andy, don't go to college! Can't you just stay here? With me!"
A/N: Rest to be added as they are written/edited...hopefully 10 drabbles per chapter. Review please!