Who's your daddy?

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Who's your daddy?

Postby willowrose » Mon Mar 30, 2009 10:26 pm

Title: Who's your daddy?
Rating: No one that isn't willing to giggle
Fandom: Matt and Trey. YAY!
Warnings: This story is ridiculously grammar challenged. It is RPS (Real Person Slash), it is MPREG (Male Pregnancy which kinda takes the fun out of it having to warn everyone of that ahead of time :/ ) and it is AU (Alternate Universe) & Please, for the love of FanFic, try to keep up.
Summary: One of them gets knocked up and the other one gets all clingy about it. (I haven't figured out what type of format I should be posting in. I can't seem to find a general enough example around here)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Trey. I do NOT own Matt. I do NOT own anyone else mentioned in this story except for Kevin and Kacey. No one in any way whatsoever gave me permission to use their names or alleged likeness. I am NOT making a profit off this story because no one in their right mind would pay me for it. This is all made up. As in completely FAKE. Character personalities do not reflect any real person. And if you can't understand all that, you shouldn't be reading FanFic in the first place. This is for amusement ONLY. Give this story a chance. Some will like it, some will abhor it. I don't care if you hate it because either way I thank you for taking the time to read it in the first place. So go. Enjoy. You dig?

Who's your daddy?
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"Why are you so grouchy?" Trey looked across the table at Matt and asked.

"I'm not grouchy. I'm just tired." Matt rubbed at his eyes, his elbows relentlessly resting on the table.

"Then go take a nap. I can finish this by myself." Trey offered.

"No." Matt snapped back. Trey caught his eyes with a bit of an astonished look.

"No? Just no?"

"Yep."

Matt kept Trey's glare this time as Trey stared at him.

"OK, that's lame. Why are you being so grouchy?" Trey asked again.

"I'm not being grouchy! I'm just tired!"

"No. You're being grouchy. You haven't yawned even once. Your eyes are alert and wide. And you look like you just ate a rotten grape. That's not tired. That's grouchy." Trey emphasized the last word.

Matt rolled his eyes a little bit and took a deep breath in.

"Fine. I'm a little bit grouchy."

"Thanks. Now can you tell me why?"

"I don't know why." Matt said with sincerity and a small shrug. "I just don't want to be here right now. I can't stand the smell of this room."

"The writers' room?"

"Yeah. It smells weird."

"OK, I'll light an incense."

Matt watched as Trey did as he just offered. He got up, walked to the door, and yelled for someone to bring in an incense. He then sat back down at the table and started talking again about whatever it was he was rambling on and on and on about. Matt sat there and watched as Trey's mouth moved without really hearing anything that was coming out of it.

"So how does that sound?" Trey finally paused enough to ask.

"What?" Matt's eyes snapped back up into Trey's.

"What? What I've just been talking to you about for the past twelve minutes. You weren't listening were you?"

"Yeah I was listening."

"Then how does it sound?"

"It sounds good. Real good. It sounds fantastic." Matt said with a small lazy half smile. Trey sat there and watched his face for a moment.

"You have no clue what I was talking about because you weren't listening." Trey accused him.

"No really I was listening! I just don't care right now. This room stinks."

"This room stinks? Incense! INCENSE!" Trey yelled from his chair. The door flew open and there was a panting P.A. standing in the middle of the frame.

"I'm sorry. I-" He caught his breath. "had to run to a gas station." The P.A. walked the gas station bought incense to the table and handed it to Trey. Trey sniffed it.

"Run? Why did you run? Where's your car?" Trey asked.

"Dave borrowed it. Him and Steve are at Coffee Corner."

"Yes. I do need my coffee." Trey said, then met the P.A.'s eyes again. "The burner?"

"Um, burner?"

"Yes. Where's the incense burner for this incense?" Trey asked holding the incense up for the P.A. to study it. The look on the P.A.'s face fell. Trey noticed. "It's OK. I'll just hold it. We need to stock up on this stuff next time at Office World though." Trey said. The P.A. nodded in relief, pulled a lighter from his pocket to hand to Trey, and then left the room.

"That thing is probably going to smell like gas." Matt complained as Trey lit it.

"No it isn't. It's going to smell like Cherries." He said as he watched the small flame at the end of it. He finally blew on it and it left a stream of flowing Cherry scented smoke. "There. Are you happy now?" Trey asked, still watching as the smoke floated in spirals through the air.

"No. But it does smell better in here." Matt admitted.

"Good. So, back to business, when should we take on that-"

"URGH"

Trey stopped and stared at Matt as Matt groaned loudly, covered his mouth and plummeted toward the nearest trashcan.

"What,"

"That smell! The smell is- I'm going to puke!" Matt complained as his face went further into the trashcan.

"But it's cherries! Matt, if you didn't like it, why didn't you just-"

"No. Dude, I'm serious." Matt looked away from the trashcan long enough to speak. "I can't take that smell either. I feel like I'm going to throw up my guts." Matt moaned into the trashcan again and Trey watched as his body went limp.

"OK. That's it. You're sick."

"Sorry-"

"No, I mean you're really sick." Trey said as he lowered himself next to Matt. He put his hand on Matt's back as he watched the side of Matt's face. Matt had a strong grip on the trashcan as he focused on the inside of it.

"Should I go home?" Matt groaned a little more into the trashcan before asking.

"Yeah. I think you should. I'll drive you."

"You have to stay here and be everyone's boss." Matt said, his voice echoing inside the trashcan.

"We'll leave Eric in charge."

"Dude, you'd come back to Eric tied up and this building burnt down." Matt looked over at Trey and said. Matt's eyes looked watery but other than that he didn't look sick.

"Yeah, you're right. Well I'll get one of the P.A.'s to drive you home."

"No, it's OK. I can drive myself."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why? You think I might puke all over the inside of your car?"

"Don't get grouchy with me again. I tried to tell you we'd go back to your place to get your car last night."

"You know what? Just forget it. I'm fine. Let's just get back-" And with that Matt's face was back inside the trashcan again.

"You're going home. Kevin!" Trey yelled. Moments later Kevin, the only P.A. currently in the building, was back in the door frame. "Get your keys, you're taking Matt home." Trey told him. Kevin stood there a moment staring at Matt with his face inside the trashcan and Trey down beside him. "Do you mind?" Trey asked, jerking the P.A.'s attention back into the moment.

"Oh, sorry, I-"

"Do you mind? You're not already in the middle of something are you?"

"Oh, no! I mean, no I'm not. I can do it. Dave still has my car, but he should be back any second."

"Take my car." Trey stood up and handed Kevin the keys to his 'no one is to touch my car that I spent a lot of money on and dreamed about before getting it except me' car. Kevin softly gasped as he took the keys from Trey's hand.

Matt was now standing beside Trey, trashcan still in his hands, looking a little worse than he had on the floor.

"You OK?" Kevin asked and then realized how stupid of a question it was. "Sorry, I mean-"

"It's OK. Just make sure nothing bad happens." Trey said.

"Don't worry. I know how much it means to you. I'll be careful with your car." Kevin said, still admiring the keys in his hand.

"I meant make sure nothing bad happens to Matt on the way there." Trey admitted bluntly. Matt handed the trashcan over to Trey and dragged himself to the door. Trey took out his cellphone and started going through his schedule. "Some things are gonna have to be changed for the day." He said out loud but more to himself. Kevin nodded and then quickly followed Matt.

On the way out of the building Kevin's cellphone beeped. He pulled it from his pocket and noticed a text message from Trey.

The message read "Make sure he gets inside OK. He seems really sick. Make sure he lays down with a trashcan. Bonus points if you don't tell him I sent you this text". Kevin nodded at the cellphone, as if nodding again at Trey, and followed directions, getting Matt safely to his house, making sure he laid down with a trashcan next to him, and then safely brought back Trey's car.

The day was quiet without Matt around. Trey barely came out of his office. He seemed more on edge and fidgety than a normal stressful day. People quickly caught on that it was best to just stay out of his way. When he had to be spoken to, he was already on his cellphone talking to Matt. He wouldn't end the call. Instead he just talked around it.

"Matt must really be sick." Kacey, one of the people that runs the front desk, whispered over to her best friend Kevin, the P.A. and the only other person that knew how to gossip just as good.

"Well I did drive him home." Kevin reminded her proudly. "And for the record, Trey has a really, really cool car."

"Yeah, I know. He let you drive it. Which is another good indication that Matt must really be sick."

"He probably is. But Trey always acts this way with Matt. He texts him while he's in the bathroom for crying out loud." Kevin said and Kacey laughed.

"I don't get to see all that stuff the way you do. But Trey does seem a little controlling."

"I wouldn't really call it that. I mean I don't think Matt minds."

"Oh really? Isn't that what they all say? He probably does mind and he's just too afraid to do anything about it!" Kacey said, flaring her nostrils a little. Kevin laughed.

"Trust me, it's not like that. Matt actually gets kinda bossy with Trey. Trey is just," Kevin paused to find the right word. "Overprotective I guess."

"Because he doesn't trust Matt?" Kacey asked, trying to keep the conversation going. Kevin again laughed.

"It's really not like that. You really can't understand until you're around them more. It's really something to see. Their teamwork is amazing. The way they really work off each other." Kevin explained as he got a little lost in thought.

"I think you're really just in love with both of them." Kacey said with an obvious hint of jealousy in her voice. Kevin smiled.

"It's not like that either. You know I'd be with you over anyone else." Kevin looked her in the eye and said. Kacey blushed.

"Well, I hope Matt is feeling better, and soon. Trey acts too jittery without him. It makes it even more scary to approach him about anything." Kacey said, causing Kevin to really laugh this time, considering Trey and Matt have always been some of the easiest people to not just talk to but also work for, regardless how hard he tries to impress them.


Chapter 2 will follow...
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby BigCamera4892 » Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:19 am

Very well written. What they used to call (in book form, not on a computer screen): a real page turner. Makes the reader want more. Excellent.

Let me read it again tomorrow and I'll add to this.

Good job, willowrose :)

EDIT:

Hope you don't mind, but I printed out Chapter 1 to read over later today while I'm at the dentist's office. Hope that's Okay with you?
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 7:19 am

BigCamera4892 wrote:Very well written. What they used to call (in book form, not on a computer screen): a real page turner. Makes the reader want more. Excellent.

Let me read it again tomorrow and I'll add to this.

Good job, willowrose :)

EDIT:

Hope you don't mind, but I printed out Chapter 1 to read over later today while I'm at the dentist's office. Hope that's Okay with you?


I don't mind. Thank you for reading it. Chapter 2 should be up sometime today. :wink:
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby ShaneHaughey » Tue Mar 31, 2009 9:32 am

Weird? Yes. Yes it is. But it is well-written and I wonder what Matt and Trey'd think if they read it.XD























They'd probably shut the forum down. :shock:
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 2:29 pm

ShaneHaughey wrote:Weird? Yes. Yes it is. But it is well-written and I wonder what Matt and Trey'd think if they read it.XD

















They'd probably shut the forum down. :shock:


:wink: Thank you for reading. Oh it's gonna get plenty weirder. This story is in it's 60th chapter already.

What would they think of it? I'm sure they'd hate it and disown me as a fan. But that's OK because creativity is creativity. And I'm being really careful about not mentioning anything that might sound too personal or whatever so as far as I'm concerned it's a coincidence that certain first names (only) are used.

ps, Wait, OK. I just noticed that little part at the end. If they'd actually shut the forum down because of THIS fic, then I'd have no choice but to be quite impressed with myself. But yeah, I really don't think they'd let some silly little fanfic get them THAT upset. I mean how ironic would that be?
But thanks again for reading and the next chapter should be up soon.
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby ShaneHaughey » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:15 pm

It was a joke. Hence the small text and the emote. :lol:

Also, dude, post the chapters here. Don't make a new topic.
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:17 pm

ShaneHaughey wrote:It was a joke. Hence the small text and the emote. :lol:

Also, dude, post the chapters here. Don't make a new topic.


Oh. OK. I'll post the chapters here. But don't call me a dude please. I'm not a boy.
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby likethis_youdobitch » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:20 pm

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude your fanfic is pretty good, even if it's not technically an SP fic. :)
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Re: Who's your daddy? CHAPTER 2

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:34 pm

Warning: This chapter has minor curse words and some sexual content. But none of it is pornographic. Please beware and approach accordingly.

Who's your daddy? Chap 2
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"What's that?" Matt asked as Trey walked into the bedroom.

"It's soup. Homemade. Not that can crap."

"I like the can crap."

"Stop complaining." Trey said. He carefully sat down next to where Matt was sitting up in the bed. He was balancing the hot bowl of soup and a cold can of 7-Up.

"That looks good." Matt said as he reached for the can of 7-Up.

"No that's mine." Trey hissed. Matt gave him a stunned look. "But you can have it if you kiss me." Trey said and stuck out his pouted lips. Matt leaned forward and quickly kissed him, taking the can of 7-Up from Trey's hand at the same time.

"assh*le." Matt mumbled as he took a sip of the soda. Trey laughed.

"OK, now for the soup."

"I don't want the soup."

"Too bad. You're eating it anyway."

"Why?"

"Because it's good for you. Now shut up and say AH." Trey said, the spoonful of soup ready to enter Matt's mouth.

"You have to feed me too?"

"I don't have to. I can just leave it all here and go home." Trey said, his patience finally starting to get tested. Matt just stared at him. "Fine. Feed yourself. I'm going home." Trey started sitting the bowl down.

"OK I'll eat. AH." Matt said and then opened his mouth. Trey grinned as he readied the spoon with more soup and moved it in the direction of Matt's mouth.

"Damn you have a big mouth." Trey mentioned as he carefully fed Matt the hot soup.

"The better to bl- Ow. That's good soup, but hot." Matt complained but admitted it was good, tasting it as it slid around his tongue.

"You like that don't you?" Trey asked. Matt nodded with more soup in his mouth. "Trey knows how to make it juicy and hot."

"And meaty." Matt added as he took in more soup.

"And meaty." Trey said, laughing.

"Napkin." Matt tried saying with a mouthful of soup as some of it slipped from Trey's spoon and was slipping down his chin.

"Oh. I forgot one of those." Trey shrugged and leaned forward to lick the sliding soup from Matt's chin. Matt smiled. Trey kissed his way from Matt's chin to Matt's lips. "Feeling better?" He asked.

"Yes." Matt whispered slowly with almost a groan.

"Good." Trey whispered back as his lips touched Matt's again. He started shifting himself to straddle Matt's lap when Matt suddenly pushed his hand up between them.

"Wait!" Matt mumbled against Trey's lips.

"What? Indigestion?"

"No. I just got a shooting cramp through my gut."

"Oh. Diarrhea?"

"No. It was like, through my abdomen. Ow. There it is again."

"I think you might need a hospital dude." Trey looked Matt in the eye and said seriously.

"No I don't. You worry too fast. I just need, a heating pad or something."

"I'll get it for you. Where do you keep it?" Trey asked, sliding off the bed.

"Under the bathroom sink." Matt said as he winced in more pain.

"sh*t. I'm getting it."

Trey went into the bathroom for the heating pad. He shifted through the stuff under the sink. There was no heating pad.

"Find it yet?" Matt yelled.

"No! Anywhere else it could be?"

"I don't know!" Matt shouted, aggravated. "Look in the towel cabinet over the toilet!"

Trey did. After throwing a couple towels around, he spotted it. Grabbing it, he quickly pulled it out and caused Matt's electric razor to fall into the trash. He bent down and grabbed it out, causing some trash to fall out of the trashcan. He quickly picked it back up and threw it back into the trash, including an empty toothpaste container, an empty bottle of allergy medicine, an empty pregnancy test box and an empty beer can from Matt and Trey's last shower together. Trey got it all back in, closed the cabinet door and got the heating pad back to Matt.

Turning it on and laying it against Matt's abdomen, Trey held it in place as he laid next to Matt. Matt relaxed with a couple deep breaths. Trey watched him, his free hand sliding over Matt's hair, picking at a couple curls that were starting to show back up since his last hair cut.

"I'm sorry I've been so grouchy all day." Matt said quietly as he stared at the ceiling, feeling the warmth of the heating pad and Trey's fingers in his hair.

"I know you are. But you're sick so you don't have to apologize for it." Trey said as he watched Matt stare at the ceiling.

It was just a few weeks earlier that Trey had a horrible sinus infection and had Matt fetching him antibiotics all weekend long. Which Matt did without complaint.

Trey's cellphone rang. "I thought I put this thing on buzz." He complained as he pulled the phone from his pocket. After seeing who it was, he answered it. "Yeah?... No... Why?... Yeah, he's fine... OK thanks. Bye." Trey finished the call and turned the phone completely off.

"Important call?"

"Yeah, not really."

"Good. Why do people have to call us at all?" Matt complained.

"I don't know. Maybe because we're awesome?"

"We're not that awesome."

"That's true."

"No really, why do people always have to call us?" Matt complained again. "It's like people can't fend for themselves. Why do they have to call us? Why can't they just leave us alone?" Matt continued complaining, putting on that hard outer shell that sometimes appears when he's irritated.

"I don't know. Why is there an empty pregnancy test box in the bathroom trash?" Trey asked. Matt just stared at the ceiling. "Matt?"

"I bought it. But I didn't use it."

"Why did you buy it?"

"Kevin told me it'd probably be a good idea."

"Kevin? The P.A. Kevin?" Trey almost shouted. His hand was still holding the heating pad in place on Matt's skin.

"I wanted to stop for some flu stuff, you know, to hold me over until you got here and whatever. So I sent him in for it and he said 'Should I get a pregnancy test too? Might be a good idea you know', so I handed him more money."

"So where's the test?" Trey asked, not caring about the rest of the detail, aside from the fact a P.A. now knew their private business.

"Under my pillow."

"What? Why is it under your pillow? Is the stork suppose to come and put a baby there instead or something?"

"God, I hope not."

"Well," Trey was sitting up now and looking at Matt with wide eyes. "so now what?"

Matt shrugged.

"That's your only answer? Give me the damn test." Trey held out his hand and demanded.

"Why are you getting all jumpy about this?" Matt asked as he handed Trey the test.

"Jumpy? Matt, how often do you buy pregnancy tests?"

"Never."

"That's why." Trey said then got off the bed to head to the bathroom with it. "Well I'm taking it." He said.

"Why are you taking it?" Matt asked.

"I'm not. You are." Trey said as he rounded the bed and grabbed Matt's hand.

"But I don't want to know." Matt protested as Trey gently dragged him by his hand.


Chapter 3 will follow...
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby butters kenny » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:35 pm

Not bad dude, 8/10
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:37 pm

likethis_youdobitch wrote:Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude your fanfic is pretty good, even if it's not technically an SP fic. :)


Thank you. I know, I debated forever about posting it here, but as long as people continue to be amused by it, I'll take that as a sign no one minds. ;) It'll be *SP themed* in time. Sort of. Enough to get by anyway. :)

Thank you for reading. Chapter 2 has been posted in this post.
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Re: Who's your daddy? Chap 1

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 4:38 pm

butters kenny wrote:Not bad dude, 8/10


Thank you!! :D
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Re: Who's your daddy?

Postby GlittersBlings » Tue Mar 31, 2009 5:47 pm

willowrose wrote:Title: Who's your daddy?
Rating: No one that isn't willing to giggle
Fandom: Matt and Trey. YAY!
Warnings: This story is ridiculously grammar challenged. It is RPS (Real Person Slash), it is MPREG (Male Pregnancy which kinda takes the fun out of it having to warn everyone of that ahead of time :/ ) and it is AU (Alternate Universe) & Please, for the love of FanFic, try to keep up.
Summary: One of them gets knocked up and the other one gets all clingy about it. (I haven't figured out what type of format I should be posting in. I can't seem to find a general enough example around here)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Trey. I do NOT own Matt. I do NOT own anyone else mentioned in this story except for Kevin and Kacey. No one in any way whatsoever gave me permission to use their names or alleged likeness. I am NOT making a profit off this story because no one in their right mind would pay me for it. This is all made up. As in completely FAKE. Character personalities do not reflect any real person. And if you can't understand all that, you shouldn't be reading FanFic in the first place. This is for amusement ONLY. Give this story a chance. Some will like it, some will abhor it. I don't care if you hate it because either way I thank you for taking the time to read it in the first place. So go. Enjoy. You dig?

Who's your daddy?
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"Why are you so grouchy?" Trey looked across the table at Matt and asked.

"I'm not grouchy. I'm just tired." Matt rubbed at his eyes, his elbows relentlessly resting on the table.

"Then go take a nap. I can finish this by myself." Trey offered.

"No." Matt snapped back. Trey caught his eyes with a bit of an astonished look.

"No? Just no?"

"Yep."

Matt kept Trey's glare this time as Trey stared at him.

"OK, that's lame. Why are you being so grouchy?" Trey asked again.

"I'm not being grouchy! I'm just tired!"

"No. You're being grouchy. You haven't yawned even once. Your eyes are alert and wide. And you look like you just ate a rotten grape. That's not tired. That's grouchy." Trey emphasized the last word.

Matt rolled his eyes a little bit and took a deep breath in.

"Fine. I'm a little bit grouchy."

"Thanks. Now can you tell me why?"

"I don't know why." Matt said with sincerity and a small shrug. "I just don't want to be here right now. I can't stand the smell of this room."

"The writers' room?"

"Yeah. It smells weird."

"OK, I'll light an incense."

Matt watched as Trey did as he just offered. He got up, walked to the door, and yelled for someone to bring in an incense. He then sat back down at the table and started talking again about whatever it was he was rambling on and on and on about. Matt sat there and watched as Trey's mouth moved without really hearing anything that was coming out of it.

"So how does that sound?" Trey finally paused enough to ask.

"What?" Matt's eyes snapped back up into Trey's.

"What? What I've just been talking to you about for the past twelve minutes. You weren't listening were you?"

"Yeah I was listening."

"Then how does it sound?"

"It sounds good. Real good. It sounds fantastic." Matt said with a small lazy half smile. Trey sat there and watched his face for a moment.

"You have no clue what I was talking about because you weren't listening." Trey accused him.

"No really I was listening! I just don't care right now. This room stinks."

"This room stinks? Incense! INCENSE!" Trey yelled from his chair. The door flew open and there was a panting P.A. standing in the middle of the frame.

"I'm sorry. I-" He caught his breath. "had to run to a gas station." The P.A. walked the gas station bought incense to the table and handed it to Trey. Trey sniffed it.

"Run? Why did you run? Where's your car?" Trey asked.

"Dave borrowed it. Him and Steve are at Coffee Corner."

"Yes. I do need my coffee." Trey said, then met the P.A.'s eyes again. "The burner?"

"Um, burner?"

"Yes. Where's the incense burner for this incense?" Trey asked holding the incense up for the P.A. to study it. The look on the P.A.'s face fell. Trey noticed. "It's OK. I'll just hold it. We need to stock up on this stuff next time at Office World though." Trey said. The P.A. nodded in relief, pulled a lighter from his pocket to hand to Trey, and then left the room.

"That thing is probably going to smell like gas." Matt complained as Trey lit it.

"No it isn't. It's going to smell like Cherries." He said as he watched the small flame at the end of it. He finally blew on it and it left a stream of flowing Cherry scented smoke. "There. Are you happy now?" Trey asked, still watching as the smoke floated in spirals through the air.

"No. But it does smell better in here." Matt admitted.

"Good. So, back to business, when should we take on that-"

"URGH"

Trey stopped and stared at Matt as Matt groaned loudly, covered his mouth and plummeted toward the nearest trashcan.

"What,"

"That smell! The smell is- I'm going to puke!" Matt complained as his face went further into the trashcan.

"But it's cherries! Matt, if you didn't like it, why didn't you just-"

"No. Dude, I'm serious." Matt looked away from the trashcan long enough to speak. "I can't take that smell either. I feel like I'm going to throw up my guts." Matt moaned into the trashcan again and Trey watched as his body went limp.

"OK. That's it. You're sick."

"Sorry-"

"No, I mean you're really sick." Trey said as he lowered himself next to Matt. He put his hand on Matt's back as he watched the side of Matt's face. Matt had a strong grip on the trashcan as he focused on the inside of it.

"Should I go home?" Matt groaned a little more into the trashcan before asking.

"Yeah. I think you should. I'll drive you."

"You have to stay here and be everyone's boss." Matt said, his voice echoing inside the trashcan.

"We'll leave Eric in charge."

"Dude, you'd come back to Eric tied up and this building burnt down." Matt looked over at Trey and said. Matt's eyes looked watery but other than that he didn't look sick.

"Yeah, you're right. Well I'll get one of the P.A.'s to drive you home."

"No, it's OK. I can drive myself."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why? You think I might puke all over the inside of your car?"

"Don't get grouchy with me again. I tried to tell you we'd go back to your place to get your car last night."

"You know what? Just forget it. I'm fine. Let's just get back-" And with that Matt's face was back inside the trashcan again.

"You're going home. Kevin!" Trey yelled. Moments later Kevin, the only P.A. currently in the building, was back in the door frame. "Get your keys, you're taking Matt home." Trey told him. Kevin stood there a moment staring at Matt with his face inside the trashcan and Trey down beside him. "Do you mind?" Trey asked, jerking the P.A.'s attention back into the moment.

"Oh, sorry, I-"

"Do you mind? You're not already in the middle of something are you?"

"Oh, no! I mean, no I'm not. I can do it. Dave still has my car, but he should be back any second."

"Take my car." Trey stood up and handed Kevin the keys to his 'no one is to touch my car that I spent a lot of money on and dreamed about before getting it except me' car. Kevin softly gasped as he took the keys from Trey's hand.

Matt was now standing beside Trey, trashcan still in his hands, looking a little worse than he had on the floor.

"You OK?" Kevin asked and then realized how stupid of a question it was. "Sorry, I mean-"

"It's OK. Just make sure nothing bad happens." Trey said.

"Don't worry. I know how much it means to you. I'll be careful with your car." Kevin said, still admiring the keys in his hand.

"I meant make sure nothing bad happens to Matt on the way there." Trey admitted bluntly. Matt handed the trashcan over to Trey and dragged himself to the door. Trey took out his cellphone and started going through his schedule. "Some things are gonna have to be changed for the day." He said out loud but more to himself. Kevin nodded and then quickly followed Matt.

On the way out of the building Kevin's cellphone beeped. He pulled it from his pocket and noticed a text message from Trey.

The message read "Make sure he gets inside OK. He seems really sick. Make sure he lays down with a trashcan. Bonus points if you don't tell him I sent you this text". Kevin nodded at the cellphone, as if nodding again at Trey, and followed directions, getting Matt safely to his house, making sure he laid down with a trashcan next to him, and then safely brought back Trey's car.

The day was quiet without Matt around. Trey barely came out of his office. He seemed more on edge and fidgety than a normal stressful day. People quickly caught on that it was best to just stay out of his way. When he had to be spoken to, he was already on his cellphone talking to Matt. He wouldn't end the call. Instead he just talked around it.

"Matt must really be sick." Kacey, one of the people that runs the front desk, whispered over to her best friend Kevin, the P.A. and the only other person that knew how to gossip just as good.

"Well I did drive him home." Kevin reminded her proudly. "And for the record, Trey has a really, really cool car."

"Yeah, I know. He let you drive it. Which is another good indication that Matt must really be sick."

"He probably is. But Trey always acts this way with Matt. He texts him while he's in the bathroom for crying out loud." Kevin said and Kacey laughed.

"I don't get to see all that stuff the way you do. But Trey does seem a little controlling."

"I wouldn't really call it that. I mean I don't think Matt minds."

"Oh really? Isn't that what they all say? He probably does mind and he's just too afraid to do anything about it!" Kacey said, flaring her nostrils a little. Kevin laughed.

"Trust me, it's not like that. Matt actually gets kinda bossy with Trey. Trey is just," Kevin paused to find the right word. "Overprotective I guess."

"Because he doesn't trust Matt?" Kacey asked, trying to keep the conversation going. Kevin again laughed.

"It's really not like that. You really can't understand until you're around them more. It's really something to see. Their teamwork is amazing. The way they really work off each other." Kevin explained as he got a little lost in thought.

"I think you're really just in love with both of them." Kacey said with an obvious hint of jealousy in her voice. Kevin smiled.

"It's not like that either. You know I'd be with you over anyone else." Kevin looked her in the eye and said. Kacey blushed.

"Well, I hope Matt is feeling better, and soon. Trey acts too jittery without him. It makes it even more scary to approach him about anything." Kacey said, causing Kevin to really laugh this time, considering Trey and Matt have always been some of the easiest people to not just talk to but also work for, regardless how hard he tries to impress them.


Chapter 2 will follow...


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Re: Who's your daddy?

Postby willowrose » Tue Mar 31, 2009 7:56 pm

GlittersBlings wrote:
willowrose wrote:Title: Who's your daddy?
Rating: No one that isn't willing to giggle
Fandom: Matt and Trey. YAY!
Warnings: This story is ridiculously grammar challenged. It is RPS (Real Person Slash), it is MPREG (Male Pregnancy which kinda takes the fun out of it having to warn everyone of that ahead of time :/ ) and it is AU (Alternate Universe) & Please, for the love of FanFic, try to keep up.
Summary: One of them gets knocked up and the other one gets all clingy about it. (I haven't figured out what type of format I should be posting in. I can't seem to find a general enough example around here)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Trey. I do NOT own Matt. I do NOT own anyone else mentioned in this story except for Kevin and Kacey. No one in any way whatsoever gave me permission to use their names or alleged likeness. I am NOT making a profit off this story because no one in their right mind would pay me for it. This is all made up. As in completely FAKE. Character personalities do not reflect any real person. And if you can't understand all that, you shouldn't be reading FanFic in the first place. This is for amusement ONLY. Give this story a chance. Some will like it, some will abhor it. I don't care if you hate it because either way I thank you for taking the time to read it in the first place. So go. Enjoy. You dig?

Who's your daddy?
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"Why are you so grouchy?" Trey looked across the table at Matt and asked.

"I'm not grouchy. I'm just tired." Matt rubbed at his eyes, his elbows relentlessly resting on the table.

"Then go take a nap. I can finish this by myself." Trey offered.

"No." Matt snapped back. Trey caught his eyes with a bit of an astonished look.

"No? Just no?"

"Yep."

Matt kept Trey's glare this time as Trey stared at him.

"OK, that's lame. Why are you being so grouchy?" Trey asked again.

"I'm not being grouchy! I'm just tired!"

"No. You're being grouchy. You haven't yawned even once. Your eyes are alert and wide. And you look like you just ate a rotten grape. That's not tired. That's grouchy." Trey emphasized the last word.

Matt rolled his eyes a little bit and took a deep breath in.

"Fine. I'm a little bit grouchy."

"Thanks. Now can you tell me why?"

"I don't know why." Matt said with sincerity and a small shrug. "I just don't want to be here right now. I can't stand the smell of this room."

"The writers' room?"

"Yeah. It smells weird."

"OK, I'll light an incense."

Matt watched as Trey did as he just offered. He got up, walked to the door, and yelled for someone to bring in an incense. He then sat back down at the table and started talking again about whatever it was he was rambling on and on and on about. Matt sat there and watched as Trey's mouth moved without really hearing anything that was coming out of it.

"So how does that sound?" Trey finally paused enough to ask.

"What?" Matt's eyes snapped back up into Trey's.

"What? What I've just been talking to you about for the past twelve minutes. You weren't listening were you?"

"Yeah I was listening."

"Then how does it sound?"

"It sounds good. Real good. It sounds fantastic." Matt said with a small lazy half smile. Trey sat there and watched his face for a moment.

"You have no clue what I was talking about because you weren't listening." Trey accused him.

"No really I was listening! I just don't care right now. This room stinks."

"This room stinks? Incense! INCENSE!" Trey yelled from his chair. The door flew open and there was a panting P.A. standing in the middle of the frame.

"I'm sorry. I-" He caught his breath. "had to run to a gas station." The P.A. walked the gas station bought incense to the table and handed it to Trey. Trey sniffed it.

"Run? Why did you run? Where's your car?" Trey asked.

"Dave borrowed it. Him and Steve are at Coffee Corner."

"Yes. I do need my coffee." Trey said, then met the P.A.'s eyes again. "The burner?"

"Um, burner?"

"Yes. Where's the incense burner for this incense?" Trey asked holding the incense up for the P.A. to study it. The look on the P.A.'s face fell. Trey noticed. "It's OK. I'll just hold it. We need to stock up on this stuff next time at Office World though." Trey said. The P.A. nodded in relief, pulled a lighter from his pocket to hand to Trey, and then left the room.

"That thing is probably going to smell like gas." Matt complained as Trey lit it.

"No it isn't. It's going to smell like Cherries." He said as he watched the small flame at the end of it. He finally blew on it and it left a stream of flowing Cherry scented smoke. "There. Are you happy now?" Trey asked, still watching as the smoke floated in spirals through the air.

"No. But it does smell better in here." Matt admitted.

"Good. So, back to business, when should we take on that-"

"URGH"

Trey stopped and stared at Matt as Matt groaned loudly, covered his mouth and plummeted toward the nearest trashcan.

"What,"

"That smell! The smell is- I'm going to puke!" Matt complained as his face went further into the trashcan.

"But it's cherries! Matt, if you didn't like it, why didn't you just-"

"No. Dude, I'm serious." Matt looked away from the trashcan long enough to speak. "I can't take that smell either. I feel like I'm going to throw up my guts." Matt moaned into the trashcan again and Trey watched as his body went limp.

"OK. That's it. You're sick."

"Sorry-"

"No, I mean you're really sick." Trey said as he lowered himself next to Matt. He put his hand on Matt's back as he watched the side of Matt's face. Matt had a strong grip on the trashcan as he focused on the inside of it.

"Should I go home?" Matt groaned a little more into the trashcan before asking.

"Yeah. I think you should. I'll drive you."

"You have to stay here and be everyone's boss." Matt said, his voice echoing inside the trashcan.

"We'll leave Eric in charge."

"Dude, you'd come back to Eric tied up and this building burnt down." Matt looked over at Trey and said. Matt's eyes looked watery but other than that he didn't look sick.

"Yeah, you're right. Well I'll get one of the P.A.'s to drive you home."

"No, it's OK. I can drive myself."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why? You think I might puke all over the inside of your car?"

"Don't get grouchy with me again. I tried to tell you we'd go back to your place to get your car last night."

"You know what? Just forget it. I'm fine. Let's just get back-" And with that Matt's face was back inside the trashcan again.

"You're going home. Kevin!" Trey yelled. Moments later Kevin, the only P.A. currently in the building, was back in the door frame. "Get your keys, you're taking Matt home." Trey told him. Kevin stood there a moment staring at Matt with his face inside the trashcan and Trey down beside him. "Do you mind?" Trey asked, jerking the P.A.'s attention back into the moment.

"Oh, sorry, I-"

"Do you mind? You're not already in the middle of something are you?"

"Oh, no! I mean, no I'm not. I can do it. Dave still has my car, but he should be back any second."

"Take my car." Trey stood up and handed Kevin the keys to his 'no one is to touch my car that I spent a lot of money on and dreamed about before getting it except me' car. Kevin softly gasped as he took the keys from Trey's hand.

Matt was now standing beside Trey, trashcan still in his hands, looking a little worse than he had on the floor.

"You OK?" Kevin asked and then realized how stupid of a question it was. "Sorry, I mean-"

"It's OK. Just make sure nothing bad happens." Trey said.

"Don't worry. I know how much it means to you. I'll be careful with your car." Kevin said, still admiring the keys in his hand.

"I meant make sure nothing bad happens to Matt on the way there." Trey admitted bluntly. Matt handed the trashcan over to Trey and dragged himself to the door. Trey took out his cellphone and started going through his schedule. "Some things are gonna have to be changed for the day." He said out loud but more to himself. Kevin nodded and then quickly followed Matt.

On the way out of the building Kevin's cellphone beeped. He pulled it from his pocket and noticed a text message from Trey.

The message read "Make sure he gets inside OK. He seems really sick. Make sure he lays down with a trashcan. Bonus points if you don't tell him I sent you this text". Kevin nodded at the cellphone, as if nodding again at Trey, and followed directions, getting Matt safely to his house, making sure he laid down with a trashcan next to him, and then safely brought back Trey's car.

The day was quiet without Matt around. Trey barely came out of his office. He seemed more on edge and fidgety than a normal stressful day. People quickly caught on that it was best to just stay out of his way. When he had to be spoken to, he was already on his cellphone talking to Matt. He wouldn't end the call. Instead he just talked around it.

"Matt must really be sick." Kacey, one of the people that runs the front desk, whispered over to her best friend Kevin, the P.A. and the only other person that knew how to gossip just as good.

"Well I did drive him home." Kevin reminded her proudly. "And for the record, Trey has a really, really cool car."

"Yeah, I know. He let you drive it. Which is another good indication that Matt must really be sick."

"He probably is. But Trey always acts this way with Matt. He texts him while he's in the bathroom for crying out loud." Kevin said and Kacey laughed.

"I don't get to see all that stuff the way you do. But Trey does seem a little controlling."

"I wouldn't really call it that. I mean I don't think Matt minds."

"Oh really? Isn't that what they all say? He probably does mind and he's just too afraid to do anything about it!" Kacey said, flaring her nostrils a little. Kevin laughed.

"Trust me, it's not like that. Matt actually gets kinda bossy with Trey. Trey is just," Kevin paused to find the right word. "Overprotective I guess."

"Because he doesn't trust Matt?" Kacey asked, trying to keep the conversation going. Kevin again laughed.

"It's really not like that. You really can't understand until you're around them more. It's really something to see. Their teamwork is amazing. The way they really work off each other." Kevin explained as he got a little lost in thought.

"I think you're really just in love with both of them." Kacey said with an obvious hint of jealousy in her voice. Kevin smiled.

"It's not like that either. You know I'd be with you over anyone else." Kevin looked her in the eye and said. Kacey blushed.

"Well, I hope Matt is feeling better, and soon. Trey acts too jittery without him. It makes it even more scary to approach him about anything." Kacey said, causing Kevin to really laugh this time, considering Trey and Matt have always been some of the easiest people to not just talk to but also work for, regardless how hard he tries to impress them.


Chapter 2 will follow...


Never thought of a Matt n Trey FanFic before. You're a good writer :)


Thank you very much.

Chapter 2 was posted. Chapter 3 will follow in this post tomorrow. :)
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Re: Who's your daddy?

Postby sykosis » Tue Mar 31, 2009 10:41 pm

Dude,
this is pretty f*cked up right here

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