Post by TIFFANY BELLE on Dec 25, 2011 6:23:52 GMT
Feliz Navidad, Alex bb!
[/color]I hope you like it! I love youuu. c:
I didn't write nsfw because I really didn't think straight smut would do much for you.[/center]
Cas and Tiff being dorks.
Tiffany waltzed into the accessory store, past the Christmas sale sign with Casper close at her side. She dragged him over to the sunglasses carousel and pursed her lips.
"I really can't decide what I pair I want." Tiffany said, trailing her fingers along a pair of shades with peace signs on the sides. "Help!" Tiffany turned to Casper with pleading hands.
Casper laughed at her, spinning the carousel to the next side, glancing at a pair of knock-off Raybans. "What about these?" He asked, pulling them off of the shelf and handing them to Tiffany. He grabbed a pair of sunglasses with heart shaped lenses and put them on himself, chuckling at his reflection. Tiffany looked over at Casper, almost doubling over in laughter.
"Those are ridiculous, Cas." She giggled out, sliding the suggested shades on her face, looking in the mirror and squeezing her lips together. "These look cool!" Tiffany exclaimed, pulling them off to look at the price tag.
She grinned up at Casper, who was still looking in the mirror with the same sunglasses on. Tiffany giggled again and reached up to pull them off of face. "Again, those are so silly!" She put them back in the empty slot.
"Try these!" Tiffany said enthusiastically, grabbing a pair similar to hers with neon green sides.
"Oooooh" Casper said, immediately trying them on. "We're twins, Tiff!" He told her with a wide smile on his face.
Tiffany laughed loudly, pulling a camera out of her purse and turned it on. She put on the sunglasses she planned to buy and scooted in close to Casper and posed the camera up to snap a picture of both of them.
"Wait, wait!" Casper told her, disappearing from her side. Tiffany turned around to find him running back to her with a hat in his hands. She grinned at him, letting out a small laugh.
Casper perched the hat on top of Tiffany's head and posed next to her again. "Perfect. Now you can take the picture."
Tiffany pressed down on the shutter button, capturing their smiles perfectly.
AU Headcanon shit. Jimmy and Lacey's pageant child.
Lacey flipped through her notebook, cautiously watching her daughter practice her twirls again and again.
"Oh, shit." Lacey mumbled under her breath, realizing she didn't write down Esmeralda's hobbies and likes. She glanced over at Jimmy, who was currently at this own desk. He was leaning back in his office chair, thumbing at his phone.
"Esme, baby." Lacey called to the girl. Esmeralda stopped and walked over to her mom, her small tap shoes hitting the hard wood floor. "Yes, mommy?" She grinned at Lacey.
Lacey smiled back, petting the top of her head. "What's your most favorite thing to do?" She asked her, Lacey's pen between her teeth, ready to write.
Esmeralda's teeth ran over her little bottom lip as she thought for a long time, wearing Lacey's patience paper thin. "I like to wear the clothes that daddy buys me!" Esmeralda said, looking hopefully to Jimmy across the room. She twisted around, letting the pale pink dress move around her legs. "Oh, and coloring."
Jimmy glanced up from his phone to stare blankly at Esmeralda. He gave Lacey an unreadable look before going back to his phone. Lacey sighed softly, writing down Esmeralda's answer.
"Now, what's your favorite food?" She asked her daughter, crossing her legs.
Esmeralda again thought for far too long, gaining a few frustrated groans from Lacey.
"Mommy's tacos!" She beamed up again at Lacey. Lacey noticed a few gaps in her teeth, remembering to buy a flipper for her. Judges would not like that. She jotted down her answer and a reminder on the side of her paper.
She smiled at her daughter, standing up to bend over, kissing the top of Esmeralda's head. "You can go back to playing now." She sent her off with a nudge of her hand.
Lacey sauntered over to Jimmy's desk, making her way next to his large office chair. Jimmy looked up at her with a smirk, placing his phone on his desk.
Lacey put her hands on her hips, glaring down at him. "Our baby's gonna win, right?" She raised her eyebrows at him. "Right?"
Jimmy only shook his head, wrapping his arm around Lacey, bringing her down to his lap. "Of course, Doll." Jimmy ran his hand soothing down her leg.
"You know that I always win. It hurts that you doubt me." Jimmy said to her, fingering a lock of her long hair. "I got this."[/font]
