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Meeting and Dating Ray Thurston

(My gif/I NEED YOU TO IGNORE IT)(Requested by anonymous)

(I tried my best with his impressive three minutes of screentime lol. I also don’t know how their powers work but everyone was talking about a painless death so I went with that and made a cliffhanger. Sorry)

- “My first and last boyfriend”. Before moving to Dark falls, that inconspicuous statement held a far different meaning than it does now: it would have marked the start of a beautiful love story; a retrospective tale of pure romantic perfection. Nowadays, it marks the start of a terrifying horror story wrapped up in a sickly sweet coat of devotion.

- When you first met Ray, you’d only been in town for a couple of days: having just finished cleaning your room and unpacking your things in the home that smelled of dust and mildew. You’d resigned yourself to thinking of the place as a prison, a lonely and boring abode that would continue to stay that way until you; hopefully, made some friends at your new high school. Fortunately; or unfortunately, for you, you’d end up waiting for far less time….

- Maybe that was it, you’d thought to yourself, staring up at the gray sky and straining your ears to listen for any semblance of a bird call; of any sign of life, coming from the area around you. You came back with nothing, nothing but the swaying of leaves and the sound of the wind: up until a rustling nearby jostled you out of your thoughts, sending your heart into a fit of erratic beats and your head swinging in order to find the perpetrator.

- Walking in woods that you weren’t necessarily familiar with wasn’t exactly your idea of fun, but the cable hadn’t been set up yet and your belongings were bringing you little to no excitement, so exploring the trees behind your home was the next best thing.

- The place gave you the creeps whether you wanted to admit it or not. Dark and seemingly completely devoid of wildlife, the eerie atmosphere sent a chill running down your spine. The place felt wrong, wrong in ways you couldn’t quite place: it felt like everything around you was screaming that you shouldn't be there and yet, there was absolutely nothing at all; not even the chirping of birds.

- Nothing, nothing at all, nothing until you heard a low whistle coming from the opposite direction and whipped your head around to find a boy not much older than you, slowly walking in your general direction.

“Was that just you?” you’d called out, wanting the assurance that he’d thrown a rock or something; that there was a logical reason for the strange happenings surrounding you.

- But when he lifted his head to look at you, his brows furrowed slightly and he merely asked if you meant the whistle, shifting his trek so that he was approaching you fully instead of the wide berthing circle he’d seemed to be making before. He repeated the sound as he stopped in front of you and you shook your head.

“No, not that. The rustling.”

“The rustling?”

“The rustling over there.” you pointed behind you, a slight hint of frustration finding its way into your tone.

“How could I have made a noise over there if I was coming from the other way?” He asked, his voice harboring an air of amusement.

- The question hit you like a bucket of water, sobering you up and making you feel slightly silly. It was probably just a bird; the same type of bird you’d been searching everywhere for just a few moments prior: and here you were, making yourself look like a total freak in front of the first kid you’d managed to stumble upon in your new, weirdly quiet town.

- You relented, admitting he was right before apologizing, explaining that you’d just moved in and that you were probably just looking for things to freak you out: that you weren't used to the area yet; that sort of thing. He reassured you that it was alright, his tone oddly smooth and somewhat robotic, as though he was thinking very carefully about what to say. You chose to brush it off, wanting so badly to have some sort of friend in your new town that you were willing to look past the weirdness; at least until summer ended.

- You started to make conversation, asking him questions and offering up some information about yourself, awkwardly moving on whenever he answered you with silence. You were torn between finding him strange and thinking that maybe you were the weirdo: maybe he was the norm around here and you were the outsider who acted odd and talked too much. Him being older and handsome certainly didn’t help….

- Regardless, just as soon as it had started, your meeting was over. Concerningly suddenly, he’d interrupted your rambling and told you that he had to go, almost immediately walking in the same direction he’d come with hardly a parting glance. You stumbled over a goodbye, wondering if you’d done something wrong: too confused to take notice of the sun that had just begun to shine directly down onto you.

- It’s a few days later when Ray finds you again, plopping down next to you as you’re sitting in those same woods. He ignores his prior speedy exit, looking over you silently as you nervously look anywhere but him. You shyly tell him that you thought you’d made him mad or something, laughing off the awkwardness before he earnestly tells you “no”, that he just had somewhere that he needed to be; saying it with such finality that you can't bring yourself to question it.

- Things continue to carry on like that: him disappearing for a while then randomly showing up again. You get used to his fickle presence; same with his cryptic way of acting and talking. You even start to get closer to him, considering him a friend of sorts; especially after meeting more of the kids in your town and realizing he’s one of the least weird people living there.

- You start to spend more time with him, letting him take you through the different parts of the woods and inviting him into your home, even finding yourself dreaming about him on occasion; feeling a bit like he’s never really gone even when you don’t expressly see him. It’s a foreign feeling and just as much as it worries you, you also begin to find it sort of exciting; particularly because you’ve begun to develop a bit of a crush on him.

- The feelings seem to be mutual: what with the way he holds your hand and your shoulders, sits thigh to thigh with you, makes a habit of always showing up and never staying away for too long. He looks at you with this certain intensity that no one else ever has, this sort of unabashed interest that most people would be too nervous to show. It makes you nervous, it draws you in....

- It’s the way he looks at you when you cut your leg on a stray branch, blood seeping from the wound as you hiss and stop in your tracks. He stops too and asks what's the matter as you kneel down to examine the damage. He remains silent while and after you explain and before you can straighten up with a disappointed tsk, he’s already kneeling before you, gripping your leg as his eyes remain glued to the bleeding slice.

“I’m really okay.” you assure him, wincing as he strokes a finger across the angry red, gathering the droplets as he goes. Your brows furrow as you watch him, confused by his behavior and suddenly feeling as though he might be a lot weirder than you’d already anticipated.

- He leans down even further as your mind races, pressing his lips to the wound, causing you to recoil at the sensation, stumbling to your feet, your own eyes training on the stain of blood on his pale lips.

“I should go home,” you say quickly, gulping a bit. “...Clean this.”

- And with that, you rush off, long gone by the time he licks his lips and places his red stained finger onto his tongue.

- It’s only a few nights later that the inevitable happens. You awaken in the dead of night to find him in your room, scaring you half to death. You ask him what he’s doing and he tells you he wants to try something, telling you to close your eyes and assuring you that it won't hurt. You hesitantly do as he says and before long, you feel his cool lips pressed against your own, soft and tentative.

- Though it takes you by surprise you slowly start to kiss back, melting into it before you start to feel strange. You pull away slowly, ignoring the way he momentarily chases your lips.

“I don’t feel so good.” you say quietly, your vision blurring at the edges and your heartbeat feeling far too slow.

“It doesn’t hurt, right? I don’t want it to hurt. You shouldn’t feel a thing.” He tells you and your brows furrow further in confusion, your mind struggling to keep up and your body squirming away as he reaches out and pulls you into him, cradling you to his chest.

“It’ll be over soon, then we’ll be together again. Really together.”

“What did you do?” You ask, voice just above a whisper, vision cutting out before your face can lift completely and look him in the eyes.

- It’s then that you drift into unconsciousness, asleep for the last time, never to truly wake again….

- Even though the meeting portion of this story very obviously points towards you becoming one of the walking dead before your relationship really takes off, I’m gonna treat these headcanons as if the two of you got together before you died, just because it’s easier and because I think it adds to the dynamic.

- Ray has a somewhat concerning habit of giving you a blank stare whenever you show him affection, which usually winds up making you feel a bit like you did something wrong; though that’s definitely not his intention. He actually really likes when you touch him and he likes touching you even more: it’s just that he doesn’t know how to respond whenever you suddenly grab his arm or decide to give him a kiss. He always has a slightly confused look on his face, like he’s trying to figure out what you did that for. It fades the longer you’re together but it’ll always linger; mainly because the emotionless look is just a product of being dead.

- Pda is give or take depending on the weather and how recently he’s fed. He’s not an incredibly touchy person to begin with; most people would probably mistake the two of you for being close friends if they ever saw you out in public together, but he doesn’t necessarily have anything against it. He just doesn’t have a habit of partaking, aside from a random kiss which tends to surprise anyone who’s watching. He’ll also hold your hand quite a bit but it tends to give off creepy sibling vibes to onlookers instead of “cute couple”.

- The two of you are kind of unnerving with the way you gravitate and push off of each other like two separate magnets constantly changing charges. It would have an especially strong effect after you become a permanent member of the town: kind of like those semi-racist Siamese cats in the lady and the tramp except unnerving and supernatural.

- Have you ever seen a couple; more or less, teasingly act like each other's parents? That’s how Ray acts; except he’s pretty much being completely serious. He just has this really doting way of treating you: standing in front of you with both hands on your shoulders to tell you something, pulling you in to press a cold kiss to your forehead, holding your face in his hands and gingerly tucking hair behind your ears. If he wasn’t so earnest, it would definitely feel a bit condescending.

- His kisses are always soft and sweet, his lips cold and slightly chapped. He tends to leave you wanting more, the featherlight touches just barely enough to satisfy you. He kind of likes seeing you yearn: and considering the fact that he’s dead and no longer attuned to wordly emotions; it’s easy enough for him to hold off and enjoy your desperation.

- He calls you by your full name; regardless of whether or not you have a nickname or express any interest in couples pet names. He just doesn’t find a point in calling you babe or something of the sort. It’s another thing that sets him apart from everyone else; and would probably make your friends think he’s weird: like a strange home schooled/Amish kid that acts more like a youth pastor than a boyfriend.

- Cuddling is a great hobby to have when your boyfriend physically cannot be in the sun and it’s something you do fairly often; even though it’s borderline like snuggling a mannequin. Most of the time, you lean against him and cozy up to his side, letting him wrap a somewhat stiff arm around you while you sit down together. He might be a little unnervingly still but you learn to get used to it.

- I should probably inform you that he’s not always as emotionless as I’ve been portraying him to be: it’s just that, when he gets livelier and a bit teasing, it’s usually not too good of a sign. Seemingly at random, you’ll find yourself being clung to, having him scare you half to death by suddenly appearing and snatching you by the waist, his mouth nibbling playfully on your neck with a slight growl. You’ll learn soon enough that it’s a sign of hunger and while it might be fun to see him let loose and show more passion, you just wish it was under better circumstances.

- Admittedly, that's one of the pros of being the undead: being able to truly enjoy his playfulness without the fear of being eaten. You’ll grip onto each other and smile evilly, making mocking comments to the newest residents in town as you lick your lips and await your meals.

- Speaking of his affliction: there’s probably going to be a moment in time where you find out what he is; probably in one of the worst ways possible, and flee, running away from him in a stereotypical horror movie fashion. He’ll stalk you for the next few days or stay at your door, urging you to open up and talk to him and how he thought that you loved him.

- Gaslight, gatekeep, girl boss. Ray is not someone you should expect the full truth from because; even though he fully believes he’s doing what’s best for you, he’s bound to lie to you at some point and won’t always be on your side. He thinks that you’ll “understand in time” and that he’s protecting you from the truth but he’s still keeping secrets and borderline manipulating you so I don’t know, chief.

- That being said, if he truly loved you, he might just have a change of heart and let you go during your final confrontation, allowing you to escape the town and survive because he knows that he could never make you happy as a member of Dark Falls. No one would ever believe your story but god would it stay with you for the rest of your life....

- But, if you were more on board with the whole killing people thing, you may or may not have been enticed into helping them lure new victims into the town. It’s probably one of the only things that would wind up keeping you and your family alive for any length of time....

- Oh wow Ray! You sure do have a concerning understanding of the lay out of my house! I never noticed there was a hidden closet in the basement or space between the walls that people can fit through! I sure hope no one else knows about this and decides to watch me through the walls! Wait a minute....

- Getting visited in your room; oftentimes at night. Sometimes he’ll show up just to watch you sleep, dancing his fingers across your leg before clasping a hand over your mouth to stop you from screaming once you wake up and see him standing there. He pecks your lips once he removes his hand, momentarily stifling your anger as you contemplate how deranged he is.

- Your entire family sort of just learns to expect the unexpected because he’s simultaneously nowhere and everywhere all at once, always showing up at random and surprising you with his presence. You’re not sure how he gets in but he always has an excuse, no matter how implausible you’re beginning to find them.

- Having to get used to his fickle appearances. Though a large part of his appeal is the fact that he’s someone you get to come home to and have a sort of escape from reality, he’s not always around to greet you after a long day at school. You’ll begin to bemoan sunny days; though who’s to say he isn’t hiding out in your room with the curtains drawn tightly together.

- He probably occasionally walks over and surprises you after school, walking home with you and sparking a few rumors about your relationship and where he came from: since they never see him anywhere else unless he’s with you and because of his generally odd behavior.

- It’s best not to introduce him to anybody, unless they believe in the supernatural and/or are wildly nonjudgmental. You’ll just wind up making yourself upset since they’ll undoubtedly find his inability to pick up on social cues and his usual blank stare creepy, giving you humiliating looks as you grab him by the arm and haul him away.

- You’re honestly probably the sunshine girlfriend to his stoic, “moon energy”. He’ll look like he’s merely tolerating you but he actually secretly loves you and the way you stick flowers and feathers in his hat, kiss his cheek, and always give him a bright smile whenever you see him. It definitely makes him feel a little guilty about having to kill you….

- His sister also feels a bit bad. Even though she’s a bit younger than you, you still find yourself hanging out with her and having her tag along on a few of your dates. She’s generally a bit more lively than her brother and it’s always nice to have that extra bit of enthusiasm, no matter how used to your boyfriends behavior you get.

- Taking walks together, usually in the woods around Dark Falls; so long as there’s plenty of clouds.

- Picnics.

- Playing baseball together.

- Balancing on the railways that run through your town and making a game of who can stay on the longest.

- Showing him all the new stuff in the world; since he obviously can’t just enter a random shop and experience it for himself. You show him new music and movies, tell him about your day at school, describe different feelings to him, etc. In turn, he describes to you what it’s like to be dead; though he definitely tries to persuade you into letting him kill you so that you can feel it for yourself....

- Jealousy is almost completely foreign to him; or he at least never shows it whenever you manage to make him green with envy. He might feel a bit guilty over not being able to be a real boyfriend but he reasons that it’s easy enough for you to leave him if you really didn’t want to be with him; or that he can just kill you and make you totally his for the rest of eternity....

- Considering the fact that your boyfriend kind of wants you to die, its hard to explain whether he’s protective over you or not. I guess its in the realm of hey, only I'm allowed to kill her! So I guess that counts as something, right?

- Arguing with Ray is near impossible because he never gives you anything to work off of: he remains completely silent and emotionless as you rant to him or try to fight, so much so that you usually just run out of steam before you resolve anything. Most of the time, you’re just gonna have to silently deal with his shortcomings.

- He occasionally calmly apologizes if he did something to really upset you but I wouldn’t get my hopes up: he doesn’t mean it a lot of the time; merely trying to placate you since his calm talking points aren’t offering you any solace. He’s arguably not the best boyfriend but you’re the one who’s dating a zombie vampire so, ya know.

- He tells you that he loves you but it tends to feel just a little bit off, like there’s something different behind it or like there’s a hidden condition to it. He shows you that he does; at least partially, and he seems much more sincere when you finally become one of them.

- If you want to stay with him, you’re gonna have to let the town feed, there’s really no other way. You’ll be together forever after that; or at least until one of you gets left out in the sun.

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I love him - AC Slater

A/N: based on episode 17 Love Machine in Season 4.

warnings: fluff, high school drama...

Y/N's POV

"Science projects are due this week. I'm working with Slater on a 'gas-powered turbocharged limousines for the feet.' What? That's what AC called them."

"Excuse us, class. Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Tuttle." Mr. Belding says while walking with a girl I've never seen before.

"Not as sorry as I am." Mr. Tuttle says.

"I have a new student for your class. I'd like for all of you to meet Jennifer Wade."

Everyone including me says Hi to her.

ZACK'S POV

"Whoa! Slater, check out the new girl." I said while turning my head to Slater but he disappeared.

"Slater." I said while I try to stand him up.

"Shh."

"Oh, I'm serious, man. Check her out —."

"Shh. Preppie, I'm in trouble. That's my girlfriend from Germany."

The School Bell rings.

We walk out and I look back in the class at check the girl out again.

Y/N's POV

I walk to Jessie's and Kelly's locker and We hear behind us, "Ladies, Ladies, I want you to make sure that Jennifer feels home. You see, her father's in the army. And she's never been to school here in the States."

"We got it covered, Mr. Belding." I said.

"Yeah, don't worry, she's in great hands." Jessie.

"Thanks for everything, Mr. Belding. I mean, it's really good to be home." Jennifer says.

"Anytime, Jennifer. And remember, here in Bayside, the principal's door is always open." Mr. Belding said and then walks to his office.

ZACK'S POV

"So my family moved, and Jennifer and I never really broke up." Slater says.

"So wait a minute. Now, you're saying that you have two girlfriends?"

Slater nods his head.

"So what's the big deal? That's great."

"Yeah, well, Y/N won't think it's great."

"That's a good point."

"Look, you've gotta help me keep Jennifer and Y/N apart until I can figure out what to do."

"No problem."

Y/N'S POV

I see Slater peeking in the corner with Zack, I wonder what's going on?

"Hey, guys, come on over and meet Jennifer." Jessie says.

"Albert Clifford? Is that you?"

"Albert?" Zack questions.

"Clifford." Kelly questions as well.

I'm so confused Jennifer knows Slater?

"That's why I shortened it to AC."

"I can't believe it! I mean, it's so good to see you, Albert."

So who's she to him?

"You go to school here?" Jennifer says.

"Uh, yeah, yeah. It's great to see you too, Jen."

Jen?

"You two know each other?" I said.

"Sure looks like Al and Jen know each other, Y/N/N." Jessie says.

I look at Jessie.

"Um, Jennifer and I used to live next-door to each other on my dad's army base."

"Really? That's interesting." I say awkwardly.

"Well, why don't we hear more about little Albie over lunch?" Zack jokes.

He never told me about this chick.

"Come on Y/N, let's get to class alright?" Kelly says to me.

"Okay." I said while walking to History.

AT THE MAX

I sit at our usual booth in The Max and sees Zack, Screech, and Jennifer entering and Zack whispers to Screech about something.

"Are the burgers good here?" Jennifer says.

"Yeah the hamburgers are great." Zack says.

"Hey guys! Jennifer, remember this shirt? You gave it to me."

"Yeah. It still looks good."

What?

Jessie and Kelly enters The Max and sits

"So, is Albert a big man on campus here too?"

"Oh yeah. Slater's quarterback of the football team." Kelly says.

"And the captain of the wrestling team." I said.

"And his girlfriend Y/N is a dancer on the dancing squad." Screech says.

Slater looks dumbfounded.

"So, you two are going together?"

I nod, "Yeah." Slater chuckles.

"Oh, gosh, look at the time. I have to meet my guidance counselor now. Excuse me." Jennifer says while getting up to leave.

NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL

I'm working on the project but Slater was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago I wonder where he is?

"You know that Jennifer's a really sweet girl, I'd like to get to know her and Y/N can get to know her." Jessie says while working on her's and Zack's project.

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind that myself." Zack's says.

God he's weird.

"Hey screech can you help us out, Zack and I finally finished our micro-listener?" Jessie says.

I need to listen to this.

SCREECH'S POV

Always a guinea pig to these guys.

"Well, you could have told me you had a girlfriend."

"Well, I never expected to see you Jen."

I hear them. ACT NORMAL!

"Hey screech." Slater says.

I look at him.

"Let me borrow this pen." Slater says while taking the pen away from me. WHAT DO I DO!?

Y/N's POV

"Why does he want her number?" I said.

"Well, the micro-listener works just fine. Let's call it a day!" Zack chuckles.

"Give me that damn thing!" I said.

"Boy, I never expected my girlfriend to show up from halfway around the world." The micro-listener picked up.

I start to tear up, "Girlfriend?"

"Well, yeah, sure. She's a girl, and she's an old friend. There feel better?" Zack says to me.

I walk away from Zack and Jessie and I hear, "Where are you going?" It was from Jessie, "I'm going to break his cheating heart." I said walking out.

BACK HOME

I've been crying for 2 hours now all because of Slater, how could he do this to me?

I hear a knock it's Jessie, Kelly and Lisa.

"Hey. You okay?" Kelly says.

"Right now, no, why would Slater do this?"

"Y/N, men are pigs." Jessie sits down next to me.

"Gee thanks for making me feel better." I said while looking at her.

"Y/N, being in your room and crying isn't going to help your problems." Lisa says.

"I know but I don't know what to do?"

"Talk to him Y/N/N."

"Okay I'll do talk to him." I got out of bed.

"Girls! Dinners ready!" My mom says.

"What are we having for dinner?"

"Your favorite." Jessie says.

"Spaghetti?"

"Yes."

I smiled and walked out my room and the girls followed me out. I have got to talk to Slater.

NEXT DAY

"I'll ask again. Why did you want her phone number?"

"Fine, I needed the number because I couldn't bring myself to tell her in person that it was over."

I don't believe him.

"So, you're telling me that it's over?"

"Yes Mama."

"Alright."

Still don't believe him.

He gets closer to me and gives me a peck on the cheek. I love him.

AT THE MAX

I sitting at our usual booth with Slater, Jessie, and Screech waiting for Jennifer and Zack, I wonder where they could be?

"Hi guys, you all know Jennifer."

"Hi." Jennifer says.

"Hi." Jessie says.

What is going on?

"Do you mind that Jennifer and I sit alone?"

"I don't mind, right Slater, right Y/N?"

"Yes I don't mind." Slater says.

"Uh, yeah, I don't mind."

Zack and Jennifer goes to a booth and sits.

Is Slater and Jessie not telling me something because it feels like it.

"It's getting hot and heavy other there." Kelly says.

"Yeah I guess so." I said.

"Um, Slater, can you tell me what's going on?"

"About Zack and Jennifer, they're in love."

"I know but when did they started dating?"

Jessie and Slater looked at each other.

"What's going on?"

"Look, we wanted to be convincing you."

But why are they doing this to me?

NEXT DAY

"Uh, now our next presenters and Kelly and Screech and the Love Detecter."

Kelly and Screech bring the project in front of the class and Kelly says, "When two people are hooked up to the machine, their feelings for each other are registered on the front scale. Any volunteers?"

"How about Zack and Jennifer?" Jessie says.

What is she doing?

Zack and Jennifer walked up to the machine and Screech hooked them up. It went up to 'Very Compatible', interesting.

"Oh, way to go preppie. Thanks a lot. I asked you to do one favor, and you wind up stealing my girlfriend."

I stand up and say, "She's still your girlfriend?"

"Uh, well, I mean, my old girlfriend. But.. But.. you see, I don't know It's all this stupid machine's fault."

The machine went to 'WOW', how could he do this to me?

"Y/N, wait I.."

I walk out of class and go to the restroom. I cant believe he did this to me!

IN THE RESTROOM

"That's it! The hunk and I are done."

"Y/N, Slater didn't try to deliberately hurt you. He just got caught in a weird situation." Jessie says to me.

"Well he could've come to me he couldn't told me the truth! You know how much we love each other and now, I feel lost, confused and upset Jessie."

Jessie goes up to me and hugs me. "Hey, you're okay. Maybe they can go on a date."

"What?"

"Y/N, sometimes you have to let go of a person to find out if there's something there to hold onto."

"I don't want to lose Slater. I love him."

Jessie hugs me again and I start crying on her shirt.

I go to my locker and found his hoodie he gave me and I start hugging it. I hear footsteps behind me and I turn my head to see Slater heartbroken.

"Y/N, look, I should have told you in the beginning I'm sorry I hurt you."

"Do you still like Jennifer?"

"That doesn't really matter. Your my girl now."

"No, Slater. Look.. It's obvious that you and Jennifer have feelings for each other. You need to go out and see what's really there."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Jessie told me to say that."

"That sister of yours. Mama, you're the greatest." Slater pecks my cheek.

"Just remember that on your date, Albert Clifford." I smiled.

JESSIE'S POV

"No, I changed my mind. I don't want to go through with this anymore." Zack says.

"My sister's romantic future depends on what happens here tonight. Besides, you like Jennifer too. You want to see her up with Slater?"

"No, But come on, why do I have to dress up as the old lady?"

"Because the support hose we're cutting off my circulation. Now stop complaining. We got the senior discount, didn't we?"

Zack and I sat on the row behind Slater and sees what's happening.

"What do you think? Does it look like they're bonding?"

"No way. They're still eating popcorn from separate tubs."

Slater shushes us.

"Sorry, sonny." I said in a old man's voice.

"Hey, You're going to love this movie, Jen. I heard Mel Gibson is great in it." Slater says in a quiet voice.

"Actually, I'm getting tired of Mel Gibson. I like Kevin Costner now."

"Kevin Costner?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Yeah, he's okay. I guess."

"What'd they say? I cant hear them." I said to Zack.

"I don't know. My girdle's killing me."

Zack goes closer to them and Slater looks at him and says, "Can I help you with something?"

"Uh, you just back up there because see I have mace in here." Zack hesitates.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Yes, you should be because there's people like you that don't make it safe for us anymore. No. You bad boy."

I yank Zack back to me and says, "What are you doing? You're going to blow it."

"Great. You just broke your bra."

"Jennifer, let's move." Slater says while Jennifer and him move to a different seat.

We move with them.

"Hey, it's fun being together like this again, isn't it Jen."

"If you don't mind, I like being called Jennifer now."

"Oh, Sorry."

"That's okay, Albie."

Albie, Y/N would be calling him that for now on.

"While we're on name changes, it's, uh, AC now, not Albie. And please can Clifford."

"Great. I can't hear them." I said.

"Well, it doesn't look so good form here." Zack says.

"Ow." Slater groans.

"What's wrong." Jennifer says.

"My neck hurts. Someone twisted it this morning."

"Well, here. Let me rub it for you."

"Oh, Great."

"Oh, my god, they're going to kiss."

"I need to leave and tell Y/N what happened." I said.

AT THE MAX (Y/N's POV)

"Hey, Kelly, check out that old couple. They keep making weird noises." Screech says.

I wonder what's keeping Jessie so long she told me she was going to be here 10 minutes ago.

Slater enters The Max and says, "Hey. Kelly. Excuse me, folks. Have you seen Zack, Jessie, or maybe Y/N? We need to talk to them."

Jessie and Zack takes off their disguises and I, I can't believe it they have been here all along.

I walk over to them and Slater says, "You mean you were the two old greezers in the movies?"

"Jessie, why would you do this?"

"To protect you Y/N."

I just look at her and I'll never apologize to her by her doing this.

"Y/N, Jennifer and I are just friends. You're my girl."

I smile and AC hugged me. I'm so happy he's mine.

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