Missing Moments

A/N: Themed this time!

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Her Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day

 

 

"...being a jerk, Shirley. Don't excuse him." Annie set her books on the study table with a frown.

"I'm not. But he did look tired. I just hope Ben didn't- awwww."

Annie crossed to the couches at Shirley's soft noise.

"Wh- awwww." She felt her heart slow to an ooey gooey, molasses-filled mess. Was it possible to die of cuteness overload?

As if he sensed them there, baby Ben inhaled a shuddering breath, tiny fists clutching Jeff's shirt. Jeff sighed in his sleep, chest slowly rising and falling as Ben napped on it. His hand rested on Ben's diaper, holding him still, looking like he'd fallen asleep mid-pat.

Annie was pretty sure her mushy heart was forgiving Jeff everything he'd ever done and would ever do in the future.

His eyes slowly opened on her and a lazy smile stretched his lips. "Hey."

"Hey," she whispered back, pretty sure her dopey smile was filled with more than it should be, but she couldn't help it.

"Wanna get this slacker off of me?" he whispered, smoothing his hand down Ben's back. "He's drooling on me."

Shirley tsked, but happily took her son back. "Don't you listen to the bad man, sweetie."

 

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Issues 101

 

 

"He's not a parasite, Jeff. Look at how cute his wittle face is."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Britta. He's a cat. With three legs. Why are you so weird?"

She glared at him. "Why are you so heartless?"

Annie slammed her hands on the table and pointed at the door. "Go have sex and let me study!"

Jeff eyed her, wondering if she really didn't have feelings for him anymore, which was disappointing, because he-

Her head shot up, eyes widening. "I mean..."

"Ugh." Britta grabbed the photos of her stupid cat. "Go have sex so I can stop gagging."

 

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Introduction to... Something 101

 

 

Annie grunted in frustration and tossed her son across the table at Jeff. "Will you please shut him up?"

Jeff winced, reaching out to take the animatronic baby from where he'd landed upside down and half off the table. "Wow, Annie. Your maternal instincts are off the charts. Remind me to tell the teacher." He righted the baby and held him in one arm, planting the bottle in his mouth, looking like an expert, thank you very much.

"I'm not letting her near Ben anymore," Shirley said sweetly.

Annie looked up from her study book. She'd taken a seat on the couch as far away from the now-whimpering baby as possible. "Is this like that pencil thing from your first speech, Jeff? Tell me again how objects-"

Jeff gasped dramatically, holding his hands over the baby's ears. "Our son is not an inanimate object."

Annie rolled her eyes, dropping back on the cushions with a bounce. She stuck her book over her face. "I don't understand what babies have to do with Photography anyway!"

"Well, if you have to ask," Jeff said primly, "then you're not ready to have one."

Annie groaned as Shirley giggled and hummed in amusement.

 

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Wolly Winka's Bocolate Chars

 

 

"What is it?"

Jeff shrugged, staring just as wide-eyed as Annie at the object on the table.

"Oh, will you two stop it and help me change Ben's clothes. I know you're the ones who gave him the chocolate, so, you can stop pretending."

Jeff snickered with Annie. "I don't know what you're talking about, Shirley. We're Blorgons."

Annie nodded solemnly. "Bleep, bloop."

"We don't understand babies or chocolate."

Abed and Troy came running into the room, Troy grinning. "We got more choc- heeeey, Shirley. We're, uh, hunting Blorgons."

"Bleep, bloop," Annie agreed.

"Oh, and, look! You found them. Good job... good job."

"Cool, cool, cool." Abed hid his hands behind his back, handing something to Troy, who handed it hastily back.

"Bleep, bloop," Annie said sadly as Shirley turned her disapproving stare to her.

"Them I can understand, but you, Annie? You need to stop hanging around the boys so much. They're turning you to the dark side." She rolled her eyes as she wiped Ben's smiling mouth. "You too, Britta!"

Britta popped up from the closest couch, sucking her lips into her mouth to keep from laughing. "Okay, alien-Shirley. Um, your spawn is- I mean, bleep-bleep-bloopity-bloop and stuff."

 

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Tots Times Ten

 

 

"Ugh. One of them touched me."

Annie snickered at Jeff's curled lip as he frantically wiped at his suit. "They tend to do that, being kids."

"They're not my kids. Why are they touching me?" Sighing at a spot on his pant leg, he gestured to the tiny tots surrounding them. Kids ran, shouted, laughed, played, and... one of them kept tugging at Jeff's pants, trying to get his attention. "What?" he finally yelled.

The little boy's lip trembled and his eyes filled with tears. "I have to go potty."

Annie knelt before the tearful kid, glaring at Jeff. "Nice job. What's wrong with you?"

"I don't like kids?"

Ignoring him, she wiped a tear from the boy's cheek. "Never mind the mean grump. He's just a bitter, bitter man."

Jeff scoffed, leaning against the wall, casual as can be. "Talk to me when he puts his sticky hands in your hair."

"I'll take you, sweetie." Annie picked up the boy, smiling when he grabbed handfuls of her hair in a tight hug. He breathed out a soft sigh and she turned just in time to catch the dopey look that sneaked across Jeff's face before it was gone again.