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Feeny in the smoking robe. -Rider

Yep. -Will

I love it. -Danielle 

George is styling. Love that. -Will

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You Can't Have Him! (Shawn Hunter x Reader) BMW

Plot: S4 Ep 21: Shawn is asked to join a teenage cult which effects his relationship with his girlfriend Y/n, but re-thinks his new belief system when Turner is injured. (Pretty long story) REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Y/n Pov: "Hey, Shawn ready for our date?" I asked Shawn as I was putting away my books. "Yeah, about that... I need to go." Shawn said suddenly confusing me. "What?" I asked as we have been planning this date for weeks. "It's just, something came up and I need to be there." Shawn said. "Shawn what is this "Important thing"?" I asked. "Actually... Y/n, are you centered?" Shawn asked confusing me. "What?" I asked confused. "Look, there is this amazing group called the center... and this guy who will help you find true meaning and these people find people like you and I to find our place." Shawn explained to me scaring me. "Shawn this sounds like a cult if anything." I said. "No it's not a cult! Y/n... this group will help you... help us!" Shawn said making me worried. "Shawn you can't be in this group." I said. "They said you'd say something like that." Shawn said making me shocked. "Excuse me?" I asked. "They told me how, people would always try to shut the people who are lost." Shawn said. "Shawn you're not lost!" I said getting more annoyed. "How do you know?" Shawn asked softly leaving me conflicted. "I... I need time." I said to Shawn who nodded. "If you consider joining. Just call me." Shawn said creeping me out as I walked off to go home.

-

After a few days of Shawn leaving school early, always so calm, Cory and I decided to go find Shawn and get him out of there. Before we went in Cory decided to go in first just in case something bad happened and I can go find help.... Or he just wanted to seem brave. Soon it was 5 minutes they were in there making me worried and went in the cult place. "Shawn? Cory?" I called out as I rush down the stairs and saw Shawn and Cory but with the leader then smiling at me creepily. "Welcome to the Center, lost soul." He said making me glare at him. "Shawn we are going." I said holding his hand.

"Ah, is this the other lost soul you mentioned Shawn?" He asked. "Yes... This is my girlfriend Y/n." Shawn said. "I'm not here to join nor stay here. Cory, Shawn let's get going." I said trying to pull Shawn out but he didn't move. "Y/n... I can tell this is hard to see this many changes on your partner... But I think you're gonna like to see what we can do. Nobody judges you who you are, where you come from, everyone here is the same." He said holding Shawn's shoulder letting me to let go. "Can I go in that room?" Cory asked pointing at a door with a star. "Cory!" I said pinching his side. "No, that's the celebrity room." The leader said before walking off. " That is the slickest guy I ever seen!" Cory said to Shawn. "Don't you both see? I'm not a prisoner here. I can leave anytime I want." Shawn said softly. "Okay then, we're going now." I said but then suddenly as Cory and I were about to leave, the lights dimmed revealing the leader on a stage.

"Children of the center.... let's welcome to our family a new life member. Shawn Hunter." The leader said making the crowd clap as Cory and I look at Shawn in shock. "It's fine." Shawn said before going up on stage leaving me in pain. "Let's go Y/n." Cory said as he saw how much pain I was going throw as I'd though, I could make Shawn happy and someone he can belong to.

-

Soon once Cory and I left, we went to his house to talk to Mr and Mrs Matthews and Mr Feeny. As we all stood at the Matthew's backyard I was sitting on a bench as Mrs. Matthews comforts me while the guys talk about Shawn. "You know guys. I am is best friend and it's like he doesn't hear me... Especially his own girlfriend. I mean why does he have so much faith on this center." Cory said. "All right, let's get in the car and drag him out ourselves." Mr Matthew's said a we all got up to get him. "I'm going with you. I'm well acquainted with the Center, I've been trying to close it down for some time now. This Mr. Mac (The leader) is a frightening man." Mr Feeny said but then I saw Eric and Shawn together.

"Shawn!" I said in relief as I then hugged him tightly which he did back. "Hello Mr. Feeny, Cory, Mr and Mrs Matthews." Shawn said greeting everyone as I then let go. " Shawn, are you all right?" Mrs. Matthews asked. "Of course I am. I'm totally centered." Shawn said making me sigh as he still was strongly into it. "Thanks Eric for bringing him back." Mr. Matthews said to Eric. "Actually I brought Eric back." Shawn said making me chuckle a bit as that was the Eric I knew since I was little.

"Mr. Mac thought that Eric wasn't sincere and was in it for the hugs." Shawn said. "Well yeah." Eric said smiling like nothing was wrong and left to go inside the house. "Well hope you all have a peaceful night. I'm going back to the Center." Shawn said making me grab his hand and looked at him in disbelief. "Wait, whoa, no. No you're not. While you're parents are out of town, you're our responsibility." Mr. Matthews said sternly. "That means you're staying here in this house." Mrs. Matthews said.

"Yeah. Mr Mac told me you people would try to talk me out of my belief." Shawn said making me had enough. "Shawn! Do you hear yourself? We all love you and we all wouldn't want to hurt you." I asked angrily as Mrs. Matthews soon pulled me back before I get too emotional. "He also told me you'd say that." Shawn said leaving me in defeat. "All right, fine. That's enough. Get him in the house and tie him up." Mr Matthews said half joking and half not. "Look Shawn. These aren't believes. This is just a way to escape a life that doesn't have beliefs--"That's a judgment." Shawn said cutting off Feeny. "You damn right it is." Feeny said sternly. "What's wrong with me finding something to believe in?" Shawn asked. "Look Shawn. I'm all for you're search of spirituality, okay? But you don't seem to realize that Mr. Mac is conducting is own search. For lost souls that he can influence and manipulate." Mr. Feeny said. "He said you'd also say that." Shawn said. " Yes. I am sure he has given you a thought of every occasion." Mr Feeny said angrily but then a phone rang from his house making him sigh. "Excuse me." He said before entering his home. "Shawn I know I don't say this often... but Mr. Feeny is right." Cory said. "Why do all of you guys keep attacking what I believe in?" Shawn asked annoyed. "Shawn... why do you believe in this Center so much?" I asked. "What?" Shawn asked. "I mean before this... what did you believe in?" Mr. Matthews asked. "I dunno." Shawn said. "Did you believe in God?" Mr Matthews asked but then I saw My Feeny rush out of his house in distress. "George what is it?" Mr Matthews asked. "Uh... Johnathan Turner... Has been on a motorcycle accident." Mr Feeny said making all of us shocked. "Is he okay?" I asked. "Uh... no he isn't... Alan could you give me a lift to the hospital?" Feeny asked which Mr. Matthews nodded. "We'll all go." Mrs. Matthews said making us all move but I stopped and saw Shawn staying behind. "Shawn?" I asked. "I'll meet you guys there." Shawn said kissing my cheek. "Shawn no please." I said begging. "I said I'll meet you guys there." Shawn said keeping his frustration from exploding at me. "Okay..." I said softly as I followed the group.

- It's been a few hours and the Matthew's, Topanga, Mr. Feeny and I were all sitting in the waiting room as we waited more about Mr. Turner's health. "Where's Shawn?" I heard Topanga asking me making me look up at her. "I don't know." I said. "Well Mr. Turner and Shawn are like brothers... how can he not be here?" Topanga asked. "I don't know." I said but then like the universe somehow heard me, I saw Shawn walking in the waiting room. "Shawn!" Cory said as he and I got up glad to see Shawn but soon our smiles drop as I saw Mr. Mac right behind him. "Mr. Mac..." Cory added as we all watch him looking around the hospital. "Shawn thought I could be of some help. Hello, I'm Philip Mac. Feeny..." Mac said looking at Feeny who was glaring at Mac. "You don't belong here." Mr. Feeny said. "One my children invited me, and as always, I'm here for him, as for any other child who calls for me." Mac said instantly making Eric stand up. "I wanna come back!" Eric said quickly and urgently. "No, no, no." Mac said rejecting Eric as we all knew his intentions. "Shawn he shouldn't be here." I said not liking Mac from the first time I heard of him. "Y/n, I can't face this alone." Shawn said to me. "First of all we're here. Second, your being more and more distant that you're more alone than ever." I said trying to knock some sense into Shawn who's face turned into confusion. "What does that mean?" Shawn asked me. "Shawn... please it's very obvious." Cory said also trying to knock sense into Shawn. "Forgive me?!" The voice of Feeny raised making us all turn and saw Feeny getting up on Mac's face held back by Mr and Mrs. Matthews. "George come on. He's trying to get a rise out of you." Mr. Matthews said before taking his stance. "Look. You're not dealing with gullible little kids here now buddy. You brought Shawn down here and thanks but you should take a hike back to Con Land." Mr Matthew's said before Mr Mac turned to Shawn. "Now do you see how judgmental these people are--" Suddenly Mr. Matthew's pushed back Mr Mac back angrily. "No! You see! A judgment I made a long time ago... Is that Shawn Hunter is the best friend my son ever had... And I'd kill for Shawn Hunter from people... Like you." Mr Matthew's said growling at Mr Mac keeping his stance not backing down anytime soon.

"Alan... he'd love a lawsuit..." Mr. Matthews said holding her husband back softly as Mr Mac fixes his jacket. "I think there's a lot of anger here... and I don't feel this is a healthy environment for Shawn." Mr Mac said. "Look I really--" "You don't respect my philosophy. For kids who feel lonely and lost and have an emptiness in their lives, I'm here to give them a sense of belonging." Mr Mac said making me had enough of this nonsense. "You can't have him. He is not yours to dictate what he should or shouldn't do." I said angrily at Mr Mac making him turn and look at me with a soft gaze. "That's up to Shawn. And in any event there are many more just like him." Mr Mac said and turned back to the parents. "Y/n, come." Topanga said making me turn and saw the two boys gone. "Where did they go?" I asked. "They went inside Mr. Turner's room. I don't think Shawn would've wanted to see all that." Topanga said leading me to the room Mr. Turner was at. - As I stood there in the room, I saw Mr. Turner wrapped in bandages, both legs in a cast, head wrapped up with his heart monitor stable. "Cory I can't be in here it's too intense..." Shawn said breathing heavily. "For all of us Shawn... But this is life this is what's happening right now." Topanga said as Mr. Turner was also our teacher and who were like a father or brother to all of us. "I need Mr. Mac..." Shawn said. "No. He can't help you with this. Shawn what is the matter with you?!" Topanga asked scolding Shawn. "I-I-I don't know! But I can't look at him like this!" Shawn said trying to get out of the room but I instantly grabbed his hand and hugged him tightly. "Shawn! This is a hug! And this is when you hug somebody that you care about! And that you want them to know that! Shawn... I love you so much but you cannot leave here. Mr. Turner took care of you... And he loves you and you love him. Is that real or is Mr Mac and The Center real? You decide, but you cannot go." I said sternly as I knew it was time for Shawn to finally get off his bubble. "We can go." Cory said as he walks over to the door as he and Topanga slowly leaves the room. "Y/n?" Cory called me. "Wait a second..." I said not removing my gaze of Shawn as I heard the door closing. "Shawn... Don't think I don't love you... But... you really need to see Turner. I bet if that was your on the bed... Turner would've stay in this room till you finally got better. And so would Cory, Topanga, Feeny, and Me." I said before hugging Shawn again who hugged me back and soon I kissed him softly and soon felt him kissing back and knew the Shawn I knew was slowly coming back. Once I pulled away I left the room with Shawn and Turner alone. - After a while I finally saw Shawn coming out of the room making everyone including Mr. Mac stand up. "How is he?" Cory asked. "He'll be fine." Shaw said making everyone sigh in relief. "Is that what the doctor said?" I asked as Shawn walked over to me and pecked my lips as he held both my hands. "No... I just know he is." Shawn said before wrapping his arm around me as we both face the group. "Shawn it's obvious you've been in a stressful mood for you and I think it's time you'd come back to The Center." Mac said moving me aside a bit away from Shawn who shook his head. "Yeah, I think so too." Shawn said leaving everyone in shock. "What?" I asked. "I wanna go back, pick up my things and if it's okay... I want to stay with you." Shawn said to the Matthews who nodded. "Yes, it's okay." Mrs. Matthew's said with open arms. "And... I already found my home and center. With her." Shawn said walking over to me tightly as we looked at each other with love. "Shawn I--" "Yeah, I see you right in front of me... And I heard what you have to say, and it's nothin... And if I was an empty person and I didn't have anything to believe in. I might go with you...

because that would be easy... Well... I'm done with easy and I'm done with empty. I'm done with you." Shawn said making me smile.

"Well... We will always be there for you Shawn." Mr. Mac said. "Yeah, I know." Shawn said and soon we watch as he slowly walks away as soon Shawn looks back at me and kissed me again as I finally have my Shawn back.

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When it came out that Leia was supposed to be a product of a one night stand; I had this aching suspicion that Callie was casted as Eric's daughter. Not Donna. It wouldn't surprise me if that came out as the truth.

I don't think so, as Netflix had rejected that proposal, and iirc, the creators described a son coming to Red and Kitty's door. And, I think casting came some time after that first proposal was scrapped and after the second proposal was put into motion.

However, I do think the remnants of that idea remained in their second proposal, and its execution. It is readily apparent, by how they cultivated Leia's character, and who they chose to play her.

1. Leia is firmly designed as Eric's daughter, with Donna's traits being an afterthought. She is pretty much a smarter Eric with Donna-ish interests (but cultivated in an Eric-y way).

This would be fine, as a whole, if the other new characters were unique entities, but all the other new characters were made in this way. With the intended OG character as an overwhelmingly obvious base, but with a couple of differentiating traits. Like Gwen is way more extroverted and dynamic than Hyde, Nate is a jock (unlike clumsy Kelso), etc. They did better with some new characters than others. Nate and Ozzie, in particular, are the worst of the bunch.

2. Callie can easily pass as Eric's daughter, but Eric's daughter with someone else. Not with Donna, because there are physical traits that don't mesh with both Eric and Donna being her parents, unless something from two/three generations back suddenly popped up. Her parents and grandparents all have light colored eyes; where did the dark brown eyes come from? Her parents and grandparents are very pale/cool toned, but she has olive skin that tans.

*****

Plus, the first proposal really illustrates how little the Turners care about the characters and the integrity of the OG show (minus season 8, which also had zero integrity). The second, fleshed out version we got is only marginally better, too.

Thus, I think T9S is a result of this weird mix of tunnel vision and adhering to real-life circumstances. With some Star Wars gimmicks sprinkled in for good measure.

1. The Turners were reminiscing about their daughter's Gen X teenagehood in the 90s, and they were willing to discard/contort canon (and ages, as they oddly attempted with Eric) to make it happen. When, obviously, the gang's kids (other than Betsy) would probably be Millennials. Duh.

2. Hyde was omitted (entirely?) due to DM. Jackie and Kelso were plopped together because of Ashton and Mila being together in real life. So JH and KB were likely retconned, as was most of the second half of the show, with only convenient, insignificant details/gimmicks from later seasons remaining. Except for JF and the last few eps, because Mila and Wilmer were putting up a stink.

Thus, T9S is a result of these two major factors, instead of keeping true to the characters. If they did, there would be a That 00s Show revolving around JH and ED's kids, at their houses, perhaps with Eric being a Mr. Feeny type and/or with Hyde being the owner of the kids' default hangout spot, Grooves. But that would never happen, for a variety of real-life reasons, and there's money to be made in an ill-conceived venture instead.

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Sixteen Candles

First Date with Shawn Hunter 

Word Count: 5,549

Pairing: Shawn Hunter x Fem! Reader

Summary: Shawn Hunter and Y/N Y/L/N have been close friends since they first met at age seven. They have also been in love with one another just as long, but Y/N was not  allowed to date until she is sixteen. Her sixteenth birthday comes and Shawn asks her out on a date where they make milestones in their relationship/friendship. 

Contains: Tooth rotting fluff, Young Love, First Kisses, Cuddling, and did I say Fluff already

Y/N: Your name    Y/L/N:Your last name 

Y/D/L/N:Your Dads last name  Y/N/N:Your nick name 

They were seven when they first met; no one wanted to play with her in the slightest chance they could catch the mythical “cooties” and no one wanted to play with him the so-called “trailer trash”. 

So they made their own fun together, imagining a world different from their own. 

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Age 16 

“Y/N come on stop dodging my question” the boy exclaimed. 

He brushed his hair out of his eyes in that way that make’s all the girls swoon. “Shawn what am I supposed to say” she laughed half out of the comedy of it and half because she was frustrated. 

“You could say, I don’t know...Yes!”. “I don’t know Shawn, every other girl you have gone out with has been a two-week thing tops. And I don’t want to be another notch on your belt” Y/N opened her locker, set her books in and finally made eye contact with the soft-haired boy in front of her. 

“Well, it’s a good thing I don’t own a belt” flashing a dopey but charming smile her way, in hopes to lighten the situation. She rolled her eyes to prove she wasn’t amused by his joke.

“Okay look Y/N…” he slowed as his tone got serious “...The whole reason I went out with those other girls is to fill the time until now. Your parents have that rule about no dating till you’re sixteen.” He grabs her free left hand and holds it with his gently. “That is why they only lasted two weeks. I wanted to get good at dates so when the time was right, then I could make sure it is perfect”. 

His eyes darted down to the floor, hair falling over his doe-like eyes, after a moment she caved.

Bending down slightly she looked up at Shawn’s face that was dangling in defeat; her right hand brushed the stray hairs behind his ear and squeezed his hand in the other. Looking at her he couldn’t help but smile in the slightest like one does at a sleeping puppy. With her hand wavering on Shawn’s cheek she spoke, “Is that the same story for the kissing I suppose” a cheerful smile showing no malice on her face. 

“From what I recall you stole my first kiss Y/N/N” Shawn laughed lightly at the memory sending a wave of nostalgia his way. 

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Age 12

It wasn’t a secret that Shawn had a crush on Y/N for years already but she never let that get in the way of their friendship, even though admittedly she had a crush on him for equally as long. 

It seemed like every day he was asking her to marry him, probably because it was in fact, every day.

She never showed it but she loved his persistence, even if she always turned him down. 

On this particular day, Y/N was wearing an overall type of dress that had a sunflower pattern on it with pockets and underneath it, she wore a white long sleeve blouse perfect for the fall weather. 

Hot on Y/N’s heels was Shawn with Cory and Topanga following farther back in their own conversation 

As if on cue Shawn says smoothly “Y/N that dress is pretty on you, I look forward to seeing how beautiful you will look on our wedding day”. Cory and Topanga join the two near the lockers and Cory says in a  fake deep booming voice “You may kiss the bride” as Topanga joins in on the fun humming of ‘Here comes the bride’. Y/N looks at Shawn as he closes his eyes and puckers his lips in a comedic way, not expecting anything to come from it. Y/N grabs Shawn by his shirt collar and puts him back to the locker, his eyes widening in confusion and fear thinking he is about to get pummeled. 

But instead, Y/N plants her lips on his in a kiss, it only lasted not even a moment ,but it still left the both of them breathless. 

Sliding down the locker onto the floor both of them said a unison “Woah”. 

Blushed faces, Pink lips, and an understood adoration of one another was the recipe of Shawn and Y/N’s relationship. But that first kiss would have the pair yearning for the next, for years to come.

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Back at age 16

“And I wouldn’t trade it for a second, Shawnie” her hand still cupped Shawn’s cheeks and his face turned a shade of red that Y/N loved to see travel to his ears. 

Regaining a bit of his confidence with hearing his nickname from her he says “So will you go out with me Y/N Y/L/N. I promise you won’t regret it.” 

Y/N stared at Shawn for a few seconds taking in and soaking his words up, she didn’t have much to lose and even if she did, losing whatever it was  for the gift of Shawn Hunter would always be worth it. 

“Yes, Shawn I’ll go out with you. But you better have something phenomenal and never before seen planned since you talked your dating game up so much”. 

“Just you wait, darling” he lifted her hand up, their fingers still interlocked and kissed her hand princess style. Y/N leaned over and kissed Shawn’s nose, her face turning red this time. 

Shawn got all giggly, Y/N had never seen him this way but she was definitely enjoying seeing a different side of him she was pretty sure only she could bring out of him. 

“So I will see you at 6,” Y/N said, giggling a little now too, pulling her hand away from his, she could only get a two-thumbs-up from him as a response. At the same time, Mr. Turner came and dragged Shawn away, and to class still unable to do anything but giggle. 

Y/N was swapping her books in her locker when Mr. Feeny came up behind her and says “I just saw Mr. Hunter down the hallway it was as if he was on laughing gas, you didn’t happen to know anything about that now would you Miss. Y/L/N. Because I believe you broke the poor boy.” Mr. Feeny put a hand on her shoulder and laughed with his coffee in the opposite hand. He had watched this dance between the two for years, growing and maturing as young adults and destined lovers. “Love is a precious thing that shouldn’t be taken lightly, especially young love, for it is at its most precious time of a person’s life” then he walked away without saying another word. 

Later that Friday night Y/N stood in front of her mirror and smoothed her casual pink dress out. 

Staring at her reflection she thought to herself “I cannot believe I’m going on a date with my best friend”, but she was smiling ear to ear. Shawn and Y/N’s friendship was unique in the way that they behaved as if they held the label of boyfriend and girlfriend, what with the hand holding, him carrying her books, and his arm slung over her shoulder being a regular sight. But when anyone would ask it was always the same response “We are just friends” or the occasional “She’s not allowed to date yet” coming from Shawn. But after a long nine years the night is finally here. 

Hearing the door shut from downstairs she hears chatter and then her father calling her down shortly after. 

Coming down the stairs she could imagine how cliche she looked based on the way she felt, that was until she saw how Shawn looked at her. Eyes glazey, mouth slightly hung open, and his hand scratching the back of his neck (a nervous habit that he couldn’t ever kick) she loved every bit of it. He looked at her like she put pieces of her soul into the sky and that's what made up the stars, and somehow she knew only he could ever make her feel as if she really did.

There was an electric charge in the air and the words between the nervous teens seemed to dissipate. 

No words were needed anyways they both knew.

“Um, Y/N … wow, you’re so beautiful” Shawn couldn’t hold his tongue any longer even if it was in front of his date's Dad. 

“You look great too Shawn” Y/N walked forward, grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers showing no discomfort in front of her Dad. 

After being best friends for almost ten years Y/N’s family knew Shawn was going to become part of the family one day and this was just the beginning of it, they only had that rule so the pair could do some growing up before getting their hearts involved even more than they already are. 

“Go have fun Sweetie I trust you and Shawn to stick to the same rules,” Y/N’s Dad said cheerfully.

“Thank you Mr.Y/D/L/N I’ll have her home by 11 'o'clock  as usual sir” Shawn knew the rules indeed and surprisingly they were the only ones he followed.

Going out the door hand in hand was a new feeling that Y/N relished in, she knew that when she was with Shawn everything would make sense eventually and from experience, she knew when Shawn Hunter was around everything made sense in her world. 

“So what do you have planned for us tonight, so-called King of Dates”.

“Well first off it is not something as lame as King of dates, many like to refer to me as ‘Oh great one’.”

His eyes locked onto her features taking in every slight curve of her soft face then continued. 

“But that’s behind me, now I have my girl here and nothings going to ruin that without going through me first.” 

Y/N blushed walking with him further. 

After taking the subway and walking for a while Y/N could see it in the distance it was the park where she and Shawn had first met, except this time the jungle gym and trees had twinkling lights strewn everywhere and there was a blanket laid out in a clear area.

The look on Shawn’s face was immeasurable to how he actually felt inside, his chest was on fire but then again so was the rest of him but in the best way. He only feels like this around her, perhaps it's because she knows the real him and not the fictitious version everyone at school knows him as.

Turning his head he looked at Y/N’s expression, it was priceless. 

He swore he had never seen her eyes go this big, it was as if she held the suns rays in her irises

Shoulders hunching up slightly Shawn asked nervously,“Do you like it” ?

It took her a moment to answer and he started to panic, fumbling over his words he says “If you don't I totally get it we can go and do something else or…”

Putting both hands on the shaky boy's shoulders she said “Shawn this is better than any date we’ve had in my dreams”.

Finally coming back to reality Shawn’s voice goes soft and questioning “You dreamt about our date”?

Y/N giggles at the same softness that Shawn used “Only since we were seven, you goof”. 

“Wow I had no idea, glad I could exceed your expectations Y/N”. 

“Shawn you always have, there has never been a moment where you have ever let me down” Y/N’s hand fell down from Shawn’s shoulders and reached for his hand then pecked his cheek.

Now it was Shawn’s turn for his eyes to explode with happiness. 

“Well then let's get started m’lady”. 

Hide and go seek a game that has been Y/N’s favorite over the years and now here they are playing it at age sixteen. Usually Shawn would feel childish and refuse playing such a game any other time  but with Y/N everything changed in the best ways, if she wanted to do something he would move mountains just so it happened. 

For the first round Shawn was the hider and Y/N was the seeker, hiding on top of the jungle gyms roof , it took a lot of willpower for Shawn not to laugh. 

“3...2...1...ready or not here I come Shawnie”! She yelled from below. 

When she opened her eyes she went straight for the tree’s, looking around every single one with a large trunk. When she realised he wasn’t there then she went to every other area, not even thinking of looking up to the roof. 

Shawn watched as she looked around confused, he was so in awe with her he zoned out and lost track of her, that was until she shouted from underneath him “Found you”!

Then they switched positions Y/N was now the hider. When she hid she didn’t try as hard, she actually wanted him to find her. She climbed their tree, the one where they had first played all those years ago.

It was a medium sized tree easy to climb but sturdy enough for something like a tree house, thick branches and all. 

It took Shawn longer than expected to find her but what matters is he did. 

“Found you” He said softly. 

“You always do” she jumped down,  him guiding her with his hand.

She kept his hand in hers as she pulled him down gently to the blanket underneath them, sitting down legs spread out next to one another.  

He complied doing as she silently asked, just as he always did and always would. 

“This tree holds a lot of memories” Shawn says pulling her into his side wrapping his arm around her, their hands still clasped together.

“It sure does, do you still carry that pocket knife you got for your tenth birthday” Y/N asked curiosity filling the air. 

Pulling out the pocket knife in question Shawn says “Yeah, why”?

“Could we add one more memory into this tree by engraving out initials into it” .

Shawn's heart was a mess at this point, he obviously did something right if she wants their initials engraved into their tree, he thought.

Wasting no time or words he untangles himself from her disappointedly, and starts carving. 

You would think there would be hurt feelings at some point because of Shawn’s active dating life and Y/N’s lack thereof, well before this of course. But it was actually the opposite, I mean sure sometimes Y/N would get a tad jealous at him going out with these other girls. But soon she realised that they only get him for a few short hours every saturday night, while she has him every other day of the week. She also had realised that what she has with Shawn they are never going to have, certainty. Y/N always had known she was going to have Shawn by her side no matter what and she would be by his, whether that would be romantic or not. 

Finishing up the last letter he took a moment to look at his handiwork then decided to add the finishing touch, a heart to enclose it all. 

Shawn looked up for Y/N’s approval and she was beaming, if smiles were lazars then hers could cut steel. 

“Shawn I don’t know if I have ever told you this but, You’re my favorite person” Y/N grinned but her words were spoken with solid truth.

“Even over Cory and Topanga” Shawn joked. “Yes, each and every day”.

Y/N leaned into Shawn’s space, even closer than they were before.

It was as if a spell had been cast onto him, he was so nervous and yet so calm. 

Leaning towards her as well, now engulfed in each other's breath Shawn rests his forehead to hers.

Hands finding one another blindly on the blanket, no map needed.

“Shawn…” she says with a  softer voice than he has ever heard it.

“Hmm” He hums, eyes fluttering open to look at her. 

“Thank you” she leans back to look him in the eyes properly. 

“Y/N the pleasure is really all mine..” but before he could finish she interrupted him.

“No I mean just thank you for everything, not just this… date. Thank you for being everything to me”.

Shawn's heart swelled more than he ever thought it could. Taking a moment to find the words he says 

“Y/N you’re not only the most beautiful girl I have ever known on the outside; but the brightest soul on the inside as well. You remember the first time we met yeah?”

“Of course, no one wanted to play with either of us, so we played together,” she said, absentmindedly playing with his fingers in hers. 

“Yes that is true. But what you don’t realise is how lucky I got, meeting you is why I am who I am today, So...thank you right back.”

Y/N didn’t protest, she just smiled and then her stomach growled so loud; it was as if it was hooked up to a loudspeaker. 

The pair fell into a pile of giggles, true belly laughs forming every passing second. 

Pulling Y/N to her feet Shawn looks to his watch and says “Okay we have plenty more than enough time to go and grab a burger from Chubbies; how does that sound”. 

The laughter still hung in the air between the two of them. 

“Sounds great, let’s go” Y/N says , eager to go and eat. 

Shawn reached out for her arm to stop her “Um one second, I have a surprise for you”. 

“I had somewhat of a plan on how to give this to you, But I guess this will have to work; Close your eyes”

He instructed and she listened, not wanting to ruin the surprise. 

With her eyes shut she only heard a bit of rustling from beside her. 

Shawn had hid her surprise behind their tree covered with a dark cloth so she wouldn’t find it too early; but instead he was struggling to find it himself. 

“Okay here we go” Shawn mumbled when he finally found the familiar box he placed her surprise in. 

“You can open your eyes now, Y/N/N” and when she did there he stood nerves and all, with a baby blue box and a dainty ribbon tied around it. 

“Shawn” Y/N says with a look that is serious. “I know, I know you don’t like presents but please just let me do this” and she does. 

He hands her the box with shaky fingers; her eyes dart up to his when their hands brush together during the transaction. 

Staying relatively close to her as he awaits her reaction, she unwraps it painfully slowly. 

After taking off the ribbon she ties it to her wrist, knowing she’ll want to keep it as a memento. 

Then finally she opens the small box and inside is a weathered silver heart shaped locket.

Her hand flies up to her mouth in surprise, tears filling the waterline of her eyes.

“I remember you telling me when we were about nine or ten; how your Dad had given the locket to your Mom when they were our age…” he taps her hand as if to silently ask if it's okay if he grabbed the said locket from the box.  “...you loved that necklace so much I told myself that one day I would give you one of your own. And I also took a page from your Dad’s book as he used the locket to ask your Mom to be his girlfriend”. 

The silver chain and locket attached to it dangled expectantly in Shawn’s hands. 

“So what I’m saying is...Will you Y/N...Will you be my girlfriend” a flustered Shawn asked his childhood friend. 

Y/N wiped the tears away from her eyes and nodded her head profusely, this being one of the few times he has seen her at a loss for words.

Shawn just let out a relieved and breathy “Really oh my gosh”; but wasted no time going behind her to clasp the jewelry around her neck. 

Lifting up her hair and angling her head down to make it easier for him to do so. 

She was beyond happy and once he said “Okay”. 

She spun around so quickly she got dizzy; and basically jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck into a hug, in return he wrapped his arms around her abdomen. “Shawn I love it, thank you so very much” she whispered into his ear  “Anything for you darling”, her face growing a flame at the use of the pet name. 

When the hug died down, Y/N bent down and grabbed the blanket they had used earlier. And wrapped it around her shoulders, grabbing his hand and walking in the direction of Chubbies. 

Shawn stopped in his tracks and she gave him a confused look. 

“What” Y/N asked as Shawn took the blanket off of her shoulders. He shrugged off his own jacket and said “Here take my jacket, it will be much warmer” a blush tinted both of their cheeks and they continued on to Chubbies. 

The walk was silent besides the sounds of nature and Y/N breathing in the scent of Shawn’s clothing hanging from her shoulders, a smell so unique she could only classify it as Him. 

Y/N rested her head on his shoulder as they walked, knowing they would be at the restaurant within a few short minutes. The display of affection even though it was small was enough to make the butterflies that resided in Shawn’s stomach since he met her, go insane. In his defence even though touches between the two were a normal behavior, she has never done this and he honestly loved every bit of it. How she trusted him to have these most precious moments with, of all people. 

Arriving at Chubbies it was packed as it usually was on a Friday night, every inch of the place filled with bodies. Except one booth in particular, their booth. Y/N’s head snapped up to look at her now, Boyfriend. 

“Shawn, What did you do?”

“I used the best friend card” Shawn points as they make their way down the stairs and Y/N sees Cory dressed in a suit with black sunglasses; and everytime someone even goes near the booth he says “This booth is reserved for two of my best friends” How sweet Y/N thought.

Taking a seat Shawn lets go of her hand and takes a seat opposite from her; But she reaches immediately back for his hand which makes him happier than he’d care to admit to anyone but her. 

“Thanks Cory, see you later,” Shawn says. “My duty is done, I got it. Have a good night love birds” .

After a burger and countless fries it's surprising that the pair haven’t run out of things to say to each other. 

Right now they’re reminiscing about how Shawn dressed up as a girl for an article for the school newspaper. “Yeah and you came to my house, because you and Cory ran out of pantyhose” 

“The funny part was you weren't even shocked. You were just like ‘Yeah which shade’? When you obviously know I am a medium tan.” Y/N busts up laughing letting out a snort in the process. 

On anyone else that would be obnoxious but because it was Y/N, Shawn was in awe. 

Once the laughter died down between the two of them Shawn realised something important;

Pulling back the sleeve of his sweater covering his watch he panicked...It was ten thirty and taking the subway would take well over half an hour. 

When Y/N asked Shawn what was the matter he just showed her his watch as he ran to the counter, paid for the food and tried to think of a faster way to make sure she got home on time. 

“What am I going to do, your Dad is going to kill me if I don’t get you home before curfew. And what if he never lets me see you again that would be a terrible way to start a relationship…” shawn rambles. 

“Shawn, he would never do that over a broken curfew. Just give me a minute”. 

Y/N scans the room for anyone who could help the couple, and across the room she spots Eric, thankfully not on a date. 

“Okay I got this” Y/N says to Shawn to possibly help calm him. 

Y/N bassically sprints towards Eric, so hard in fact she runs right into him. “Woah there buttercup, whats going on” his tone goes from going to concerned quickly when he sees her face.

“Curfew is in thirty minutes and could you possibly...drive us” Y/N asks, nervous of his answer. 

Sure her family and his were close and even though Eric was the closest thing Y/N had to an older brother, that doesn’t mean he will say yes. 

With the most nonchalant attitude he says “Yeah of course let's go. I have a late anniversary present from my parents to yours anyways that I need to deliver”. 

Even though Shawn and Y/N no longer had to worry about her missing curfew there was an awkwardness in the car because Eric was giving Shawn the ole big brother talk, while she was in the vehicle. 

But to her astonishment Shawn was taking it like a champ, agreeing with practically everything Eric was saying. It was at this moment that Y/N really felt how much Shawn cared about her. I mean of course she knew it in her mind but it wasn't until now that she felt it deep inside her heart and it made her heart soar beyond words.

When they arrive at her house Shawn and Y/N race out of the car as fast as humanly possible. Rushing to the door Shawn checked his watch and it said 10:58pm. Ringing the doorbell there is no time for anything except a rushed “Goodbye” before she is ushered into the house. Before closing the door Y/N’s Dad laughs saying “See you tomorrow”.

When Y/N is in the comfort of her own room she shuts the door and slides down it, squealing with glee.  She realises that she is still wearing Shawn’s leather jacket so she brings the collar up and takes a deep breath of her Shawn and lets herself get lost in thought rewinding the night in her mind. Her hand placed over the locket that hung over where her actual heart was. *Tink* She hears not thinking much of it going back into her daydream. Then a knock against her window makes her jump. Looking over to the window she sees Shawn hanging from the large oak tree directly outside her window. Quickly she opens it then rushes back to her door and locks it, eliminating the possibility of anyone walking in unexpectedly. 

“Not that I mind but what are you doing back here” Y/N pushes her hair out of her face and behind her  ear. Shawn steps closer and puts his index finger on top of her locket “Well I remembered you never looked inside of the locket and I wanted to see your face when you did”. 

Shawn eased his finger up off of the pretty object and made eye contact with her waiting. 

 Wasting no time she did just that; and upon looking at the inside of the locket is on one side a picture of the two of them aged seven… the day they first met. And on the other a picture of her that she's never seen before, her face deep in concentration as she was reading a book. It was just a simple photo, she assumed he took it. 

Looking back up at Shawn she was so overwhelmed by emotion she said what was on her mind. “Is this how you see me” she asks and if voices could have textures hers would be a flower petal. “Yeah I do, I think you’re gorgeous Y/N and as I have said plenty of times before not only on the outside but your soul too. I don’t know why or how but our souls are meant for each other Y/N and I hope you feel the same way” Shawn says heart in his hands. 

“I do” she holds the eye contact with him as she awaits whatever he is going to say next. 

“Good cause I also forgot one more thing” he says wasting no time. 

Puts his hands on Y/N’s face leans in and closes the agonizing space between them. It takes no time for Y/N to move her lips with his, her hands placing atop of his and then moving them to his face she deepens the kiss and wishes she had done it sooner. It was a kiss filled with nine years of friendship, adoration, and something more than yearning. 

After what feels like not long enough they break apart for some air, foreheads resting against each other for support just as they did earlier that night. Words of true emotion slip from  Y/N’s mouth “I am in love with you Shawn Hunter”. He doesn’t even hesitate before replying with “I am in love with you,Y/N Y/L/N. And god I should have kissed you sooner. That was five years of torture.” She giggles before placing her lips back onto his, smiling in the process. This was right, she couldn’t explain why but she just knew. 

After many sweet kisses and hushed talking, Y/N looks at the clock, the time being a quarter past midnight. It was definitely way too late to let Shawn walk home to Turner’s apartment alone, and even though Shawn protested claiming that he can take care of himself; Y/N was not having it. 

“You aren’t leaving and that’s final. You can call Mr. Turner on my landline and tell him the truth. At least he will know you’re safe, besides it is not like this is your first time spending the night here.”

Shawn nodded deciding his response could wait until after his call. 

Shawn tells Turner what happened and that he is safe at your house for the night, the details of this impromptu little sleepover didn’t matter, at least Turner didn’t have to wait up any longer for the boy sat beside her. 

During Shawn’s phone call with Turner; Y/N went to the bathroom and grabbed some pajama pants for Shawn to sleep in.

When she returned there he was waiting silently for her, she handed him the Pj’s. Y/N went to the opposite side of the room in order to give him some privacy and turned away. 

“Done” he said to give her the okay to turn around, and when she did he looked so comfy she could have melted right through the carpet. 

There was a sting in the air, full of nervousness and uncharted territory. As they both knew they were going to sleep in the same room together, perhaps even the same bed. But neither of them would admit just how much they wanted to sleep next to the other, not in a sexual way either cause they both knew there was time for that later on in life. But in a ‘I just really want to hold you in my arms’ sort of way. 

“Just for the record this is different cause all of the other sleepovers we have had, had been in your living room on two seperate couches.” Shawn broke the silence first and Y/N’s face dropped, she hoped this didn't make him uncomfortable. But he spoke up again before she could continue the assumptions in her head “But different isn't always bad”. He reached for her hand resting on her lap and curled his fingers around her own. Instead of speaking Y/N just leaned forward and kissed him much like she had plenty of times during this night, but this kiss was different in the good way; it said ‘I trust you completely’ because she really did. 

 After getting under the covers the pair laid on the edge of each side of Y/N’s full size mattress, too scared to touch one another. As the awkward tension grew; Shawn knew neither of them could sleep like this so he scooched closer to Y/N putting a hand on her arm in the gentlest way possible as to be sure not to scare her and said “Can I hold you please”?

Y/N’s eyes twinkled with the reflection of the moonlight bouncing off some unknown source, “I was just about to ask you the same thing” soft whispers filled the air. 

Y/N tucked her head into Shawns chest as his arms wrapped around her arms and overlapped at her back. Their legs tangled together practically on their own, comfort between the two coming quickly. 

As Y/N’s breathing slowed and Shawn’s eyelids became heavier he said “Happy Sweet Sixteen, My girl”.

A smile woke its way onto her face before they fell asleep for the night. 

  In the morning before the new official couple woke up, Y/N forgot one important thing when you’re to sneak a boy in to spend the night in your room….Remember to re-lock the door. When Y/N’s family came in to wish her a happy birthday they discovered the childhood friends and now Lovers strewn together in the comfort of Y/N’s blankets. But instead of being angry her parents smiled and her mother captured the blissful moment of Teenage love, forever in a photograph.

[timmyturnerchalamett]

BOY MEETS WORLD •ERIC MATTHEWS x READER

Not my best work but bare with me :)

Being Shawn Hunter’s twin meant you were apart of the iconic trio that recked havoc on Mr Feenys class, every grade for your entire school life. You were able to join in on the master pranks. Or travel to Pittsburgh with Topanga when her parents moved. It also meant the Matthews were very aware of you tight knit friendship.

Amy adored you, almost as her own child. Seeing as you and your twin had half a father and your mother picked and chose when she would stay home. You went to Amy for most thing. First dates. Periods. Or when Mr Turner and Shawn were unbarable after he took them in.

Her favourite one however, was your first crush. It was amusing when Amy noticed how one day you would arrive with curled hair, the next with darken eyebrows. How you would show up to “ask Cory to hang out.” Playing dumb when Alan explained Cory was with Shawn. But of course you knew that. It was clear when you would stay for dinner and laugh just the littlest louder when Eric would joke.

So it was no shock when you told Amy. She explained it would fade. ‘It was just a 6th grade crush” That lasted until 8tj grade. When the Hunters bacame known for their flirting and two week relationships. The crush was pushed to the back of your memory.

That was until college rolled around and life got stressful. Shawn was a loose cannon corpanga we’re now legalising their wedding. And the Matthews were having a baby. The biggest change was the death of your father. It rocked Shawn and Jack a lot more than you. Yet you had Amy keeping you sane.

A week after you dad and passed. Shawn and Cory were road tripping, Jack was a mess, and you wanted to keep busy. So you babysat. You offered to supervise Morgan and a few of her friends while her parents went to their ultrasound for the newest member. She was In her room, while you were in the kitchen catching up on some of Feenys papers. He had assured there was no rush, but you needed to keep busy.

“Feen-eh!” You beard from the garden. You knew it was Eric. Deciding to answer Eric’s calls you appeared at the back door, smiling lightly. “He’s not home.” You cut of his next attempt of the ‘Feeny call.’

He whipped around, “Jack and Rachel kissed.” He smiled but it wasn’t a happy one like he tried to hold, so you nodded for him to follow, and sat on the edge of the kitchen table. “I lost.” He shrugged.

You mimicked him. “So. You’re Eric Matthews. You’ll move on.” You recalled the days he had a new girl every week. He sighed leaning against the island.

“Why is it every girl I want. Doesn’t want me?” He moped. You laughed at him.

“It happens to all of us.” His head shot up and scoffed at you. “It’s true.” You smiled.

“Oh yeah. You know you’re gorgeous.” It made your heart flutter. Never having heard such a compliment.

“You think so?”

“Yeah! Everyone knows the Hunter Twins are hot.”

Oh.

-

After that encounter, you wanted to be known more than a Hunter twin. You wanted Eric to notice you as more than that. So you hung around more. You sat with him while Josh was at the hospital. You helped him move out of his apartment after Jack and Rachel became a couple.

You got closer. Tommy now expected you as well as Eric. No one ever saw Eric without a smile. So you weren’t either.

“Are you going to adopt me? Or not?” Tommy asked softly, and you lowered you pizza shocked by his question, you sat with Eric and his parents while they argued what was wrong or right. “See YN understands.” And you did. You loved Tommy just as much. But the family could give him more.

So you sat on the couch listening to Eric break not only his heart. But Tommy’s too. You walked him out after he closed the door gently. Leading him to his car. When all he did was sigh you glanced at him to see him with a sad smile.

“He doesn’t like me,” You wrapped my arm around his shoulder and smiled.

“If it helps I like you.” A lot. You said, he laughed and thanked you. “You’ll find someone, a lovely girl and you’ll settle and have all the kids you want, and one day Tommy.” You nodded to the building. “Will thank you.” You tried to be supportive but it was a strange thing comforting Eric. Who rarely had anything less than a smile.

“I have to get a girl first.” He joked. Still fiddling with his fingers.

“You will!” He laughed and looked at you. Yet you weren’t looking back. He watched as you smiled and fixed your hair. Not listening to what you were saying just looking. “I mean sixth grade me tonight you were everything. If only we were the same age.” You joked. He looked shocked and amused.

“Really?” You nodded. “Huh? I never knew.”

“It was just a 6th grade crush.” You laughed.

It became quiet, you glanced around. Unaware of the eyes on you. Eric knew you were pretty. Heck the whole of Philly did! Yet right then you were more than pretty. Your hair was messy but perfects, your eyes tired. Probably from school and the stress of having half a brother, and had your smile always made your eyes sparkle like that? He couldn’t help but admire his brother best friend. It seemed wrong.

When your head finally turned and wow, those eyes - “Have you always been this beautiful?” He spouted out. You were closer now. He could feel your breath fan his face when you laughed at his outburst. “No, seriously.” Your heart quickened when his hand reached up to cup your cheek.

He was not one to hesitate, but you had him doubting everything. “Can I-“ you beat him too it, planting you lips onto his for no more than 2 seconds. Pulling back worried of misreading the situation. “Shawn and Cory are gonna kill me.” He mumbled before leaning in for another. Laughing into eachothers mouths.

So much for a 6th grade crush.

[lielthemusical]

Make You Stay | Shawn Hunter x Reader

Chapter Two

(Y/N)’s POV

I started heading to class but I decided to stop at the bathroom on my way. I looked at myself in the mirror and retouched my hair and I started thinking. I don't understand why I was having such a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that Shawn is going out with another girl. It’s never bothered me before.

I turned to get to class but Topanga walked in.

“Hey Topanga.” I smiled.

“Is everything okay?” she asked. “Why’d you leave?”

“I-I don't know…” I sighed. “Shawn started to talk about other girls and I just got mad. That's never happened before.”

“I see.” She lowered her eyebrows and she seemed like she was thinking. “Maybe you like him?”

I shook my head. “What on earth are you talking about? I don’t like Shawn. I’ve never liked Shawn. And I never will.”

Topanga gave me a smile that looked almost sympathetic.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I laughed nervously.

She walked closer to me and put her hand on her shoulder. “You like Shawn, hunny.”

“I’m sorry, what?” I said, shocked. “How are you supposed to know who I like or don't like?”

“You’re getting upset when he’s talking about someone else, you’re denying it, and now you’re getting defensive. You like him.”

“Topanga, I’ve known him since we were in diapers. If I liked him it would've happened a long time ago.” I turned to check my hair in the mirror one more time and made a last minute decision to put it in a messy bun. “We should get to class.”

Topanga dropped the topic. “Yeah, let’s go.” We walked out of the bathroom and headed to Mr. Turner’s class.

We walked in a few seconds before the boys did. When they walked in the four of us sat in our regular seats. Topanga in front of Cory, Cory in front of Shawn, Shawn in the last seat in the back and me next to Shawn.

We get a couple minutes into class and Shawn and Cory have fallen asleep.

Shawn is snoring and Cory is yip yip yipping.

Mr. Turner shakes his head and presses his fingers in between his eyebrows.

Mr. Feeny walks in and stares at them for a couple of seconds, then points to Shawn. “Interesting, in my class Mr. Hunter handles the yipping.”

Corry wakes up and the first person he sees is Mr. Turner. He turns his head and sees Feeny, then he looks up at Mr. Turner and sits up. “Shawn.” He hits Shawns desk. “Shawn, it's both of them.”

Shawn rubs his eye and then looks up at Mr. Feeny and then Mr. Turner. “Oh no, now I don’t know which class I slept through.”

I covered my mouth to keep from laughing. Shawn is so cute when he snores.

Wait. No he’s not. Shawn is not cute. I don’t even know what I’m talking about.

I looked over at Shawn and ruffled his hair. “Good morning sleepy head.”

He looked back at me and smiled.

Maybe I do like him. I smiled to myself.

[feenyslessons-blog]

Hey George, it's Turner. Responding to your last post, you should've paid more attention to my class on my first day! I taught X-Men. Yes, the comic book. Since it was a text the students were so familiar with, and keen on, they were motivated to do their homework and learn the lesson I taught them using X-Men. Definitely a great strategy that would benefit you, as well as the students!

Hello Jonathan. At first I was skeptical about you teaching strategies but now I see how much it benefited the students. Thank you for this input.

-Mr. Feeny

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

And all we hear is Shawn's loud snore followed by Cory's yip-yip-yip-yip-yip. -Danielle

 I remember this so well. The yip-yip-yip-yip-yip. -Will 

I know. 'Cause I know I think we do it a couple times. -Danielle

We've already done it. We've done it before. This is a bit. Yeah, we did it I think season one or season two. So it's, it's, it's a, it's a callback. -Rider 

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Mr Feeny leaves and jokingly says “I don't shoot pool either.” Which I thought Bill was so great. -Danielle 

One of my favorite readings of all time. It's also Bills real laugh. That laugh, that little like I'm trying not to laugh but I'm laughing I can't control it. He does that in life. And it was so fun to see him sort of breaking as Feeny into his real laugh. -Rider

Absolutely. This moment stood out to me as like Bill Daniels gold. -Danielle

Those were the moments we would occasionally get with Bill. Like you'd every once in a while be like that was just pure Bill. -Will

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

This is where the background music goes crazy. It's all like record scratching, hip hop, what? -Rider 

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

This whole storyline is the payoff of what was established in that first episode of the 2nd season. And I remember when we were talking about I said "I hope they develop this" because it's really a great dynamic. The Feeny/Turner divide. I love it. -Rider