|Boy Meets Girl v Boy Meets Boy
Author: Orwell is watching-xoxo PM
AU: This is the reason why parents should never have social lives. Vince/Orwell Peter/VinceRated: Fiction T - English - Parody/Romance - Vince F./The Cape & Orwell - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,072 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 01-15-12 - Published: 01-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7728769
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Pigs have taken flight, Capers! This is strictly for humor. I do ship both Vinwell and Pence, but as you all know, I much prefer Vinwell. It's not serious drama like in What if: A new Legacy; this drama is mega silly, and actually, really fun to write!
This first chapter states the drama at hand; the second and the third chapters are alternate endings, depending on your ship. Vinwell will be the second chapter, and Pence will be the third.
As always, I do not own The Cape. Happy one year anniversary Cape fandom!
Boy Meets Girl v. Boy Meets Boy- Chapter One: Love is Complicated
"Dad, seriously?" Jamie Fleming cried at the top of her lungs. "I didn't even know you swung that way!"
Peter Fleming's face was calm, opposed to his daughter's that was beet red with anger and sadness. "I don't see how that would be much of your business, young lady."
"It is when you're going after my boyfriend!" the brunette replied, her voice much calmer now.
"Jamie, dear," the billionaire fought a smirk. "He's hardly your boyfriend."
She just held her mouth open, no words able to come from her lips.
Peter smiled at his daughter's silence. "There, now, you see my point."
"Daddy, I think I would know if I had a boyfriend or not," the brunette folded her arms across her chest.
"You're just nineteen. Vince is in his early thirties. He is a little too old for you," the billionaire responded.
Jamie just threw her hands up in the air. "You know what, dad? I never expected you to be the boyfriend stealing type. You want to be this way, fine! Vince can choose who he wants to be with!"
This all started about a few months ago. Jamie Fleming met a man named Vince Faraday at the local coffee shop. He was picking up a load of coffees for his friends at work. The brunette was automatically attracted to this sandy blonde, icy blue eyed hunk. She knew there was an age difference, but she could care less.
Vince seemed to be at the same feat. He was surprised to see this brown haired, brown eyed beauty at the coffee shop, much less talking to him.
The two hit it off immediately. They had several coffee shop dates in those months; Jamie and Vince even shared their first kiss on the patio outside of the shop.
Before they knew it, though, a problem had arose in their happy relationship. The brunette had been so happy with her new boyfriend; she constantly walked around the Fleming manor with a smile on her face, and a hum escaping her lips. Because of this, Peter questioned his daughter one day. When she explained Vince to him, he wanted to meet this man first hand. Big mistake.
The day she brought Vince over to meet her father, she had the most nagging feeling that this wouldn't end well. At first, the visit wasn't bad. Peter was a welcoming, albeit inquisitive, father.
The billionaire didn't know why, but the man before him seemed very attractive. Which, was very weird for Peter. He had never referred to a male as attractive. This was definitely going to be an interesting game.
Vince was wary towards his girlfriend's father. In the least bit, he was a tad creepy. Did he have a staring problem? Jamie warned him that it may have been weird for him. Well, weird was a rather loose term at this point.
Peter, no matter how hard he tried, felt jealous over his daughter's physical relationship with the sandy blonde. They were constantly touching in some way. Neither of them could talk properly because they always had their tongues in each other's mouths.
He knew it was wrong of him to think so, but it would be rather easy to steal his daughter's boyfriend for himself. He did feel bad about it, but it was something he felt would be better for his daughter. She was too young for Vince, anyway.
"Tonight wasn't weird for you was it?" Jamie asked her boyfriend. They sat in his truck, saying their proper goodbyes before Vince would drive himself home.
"Well just a little bit," he began, running at the back of his neck.
"I'm really sorry. My father gets like that; I really wish he wouldn't, but," Jamie shrugged and let out a sigh.
"Hey, it's alright. I had a good time, anyway," Vince said with a smile.
"You did?" the brunette asked, rather hopefully.
"Of course I did. Any time I get to see you is a good time," the sandy blonde stared back at his girlfriend, taking her hand in his.
Jamie fought the urge to blush. She leaned forward and caught her lips with his. Within moments, their kiss heated up. Had it not been for Peter flashing the front porch light at the truck, they'd probably be in the back seat right about now.
"I guess you'd better go back inside," the sandy blonde began against her lips.
"But I don't want to," the brunette whined.
"Well maybe we can ignore him," Vince pressed his lips over hers again, falling into a passionate kiss.
Again, Peter flashed the porch light twice. He sighed. Didn't these two realize he could see them?
Jamie groaned against his lips as the lights flooded the truck again. "Fine, I guess we have no choice."
The sandy blonde nodded before accepting a peck on the lips. "Goodnight, Jamie," he grinned at her.
"Night, Vince. Text me later?" the brunette spared him a little smile.
"Of course I will," Vince began, starting the truck up.
Jamie climbed out of the truck and stood off to the side. She crossed her arms against her chest as she watched her boyfriend drive away.
By the time she came up to the front door, Peter had walked away, quite satisfied with himself. This was going to be easier than he thought.
Again, this is strictly for humor and/or shipping pleasure. Please review!