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dorksidefikerTitle: Sales
Author:dorksidefiker
Fandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/65. Rivalry
Character/Pairing: Billy, Teddy, Eli
Rating: G
Word Count: 242
Summary: For what they pay to send the kids to that school, you’d think they wouldn’t have to put up with candy sales.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I don’t own these guys. A That Damn Mpreg story.
Will held the brown cardboard box filled with chocolate bars (not, he thought dryly, candy bars) in his hands, studying it with the kind of irritating he typically reserved for minor imps or Tommy. “You’d think that for what we pay in tuition, we wouldn’t have to deal with yearly candy drives.”
Teddy glanced up from the flyer, one corner of his mouth turning upwards. “The headmaster says it’ll be a good experience for them.”
Will snorted derisively and shook his head. “It’s one more ‘look how well my child did`’ point for the parents. We shouldn’t participate.”
The other corner of Teddy’s mouth slowly rose. “Okay. But you get to tell Becca.” He folded up the newsletter from the school.
“Me? You’re her favorite!”
“Yes,” Teddy agreed, “and that’s a position I plan to hold for many years to come.”
***
Eli gave Will a puzzled look as the mage placed a cardboard carrier on the meeting room table. “School fundraiser,” Will announced. “And I’m following the time honored practice of taking the candy to work and selling it there.”
Author:
dorksidefikerFandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/65. Rivalry
Character/Pairing: Billy, Teddy, Eli
Rating: G
Word Count: 242
Summary: For what they pay to send the kids to that school, you’d think they wouldn’t have to put up with candy sales.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I don’t own these guys. A That Damn Mpreg story.
Will held the brown cardboard box filled with chocolate bars (not, he thought dryly, candy bars) in his hands, studying it with the kind of irritating he typically reserved for minor imps or Tommy. “You’d think that for what we pay in tuition, we wouldn’t have to deal with yearly candy drives.”
Teddy glanced up from the flyer, one corner of his mouth turning upwards. “The headmaster says it’ll be a good experience for them.”
Will snorted derisively and shook his head. “It’s one more ‘look how well my child did`’ point for the parents. We shouldn’t participate.”
The other corner of Teddy’s mouth slowly rose. “Okay. But you get to tell Becca.” He folded up the newsletter from the school.
“Me? You’re her favorite!”
“Yes,” Teddy agreed, “and that’s a position I plan to hold for many years to come.”
***
Eli gave Will a puzzled look as the mage placed a cardboard carrier on the meeting room table. “School fundraiser,” Will announced. “And I’m following the time honored practice of taking the candy to work and selling it there.”