101 Ways Cain and DG are Found Out
Title: 101 Ways Cain and DG are Found Out - Unofficial Capacity Part Deux Version 1
Characters: C/DG, everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse, mostly established C/DG
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M to be safe for later NOW********
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: Drabbles and Oneshots of different scenarios of how C/DG could be found out by the rest of the OZ
Needed Elsewhere | One More Minute | Wallace and The Argument | It's Pumpkin Time | Lost in the Crowd | In Need of Courage | Trial and Error | Cain was in Trouble | Lounging About | My Lady | Sudsy | Congratulations | Break Time | The End of Break Time | A Different Point of View | At Desert's End | Child's Play | Tangled | Every Little Touch | Unofficial Capacity
A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day, My Lovelies…
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A bet was a bet that was a bet.
Unless you were a Tin Man.
Then a bet was a challenge, that was a contest, that was a competition. And that was before the wagers were agreed upon. Needless to say, that upon DG’s innocent announcement, things had quickly gotten out of control.
It had started as a side wager. One of the Chief’s old tricks to get someone to reveal something. He would bet against someone in the hopes that it would make them forget themselves and give something away, in this case, that they were DG’s date. This evening, he masked it as a simple task.
“I bet that you can’t make the Princess smile with one sentence.”
Having not quite declared that he was the unofficial judge and witness to the proceedings with DG, the Chief, Evan, had eventually secured his position by her side for the evening, making it easy to test anyone who came near her. Sometime over the course of the evening, a repertoire had been established between the two and after remarking that she had an incredible Poker Face. DG had taken the bait, confirming that she could easily hide her emotions. Evan quickly jumped all over that opportunity thus resulting with the challenge issued to others, as stated above.
Joke after joke had been put to the Princess and only a shrug of the shoulders had been given in return.
At some point it became a matter of principle to the Tin Men to make the Princess smile, rather than a challenge because she really DID have a good Poker Face. They had exhausted nearly every avenue, including play acting, sonnets, and some of the cleverest jokes known in the zone.
And yet she merely pursed her lips and gave them a pat on the shoulder.
Then Evan cornered Wyatt.
“Wyatt!” a deep voice boomed to his left. “It’s damn good to see you, son. Damn good!”
Cain smiled widely at his old Commanding Officer and Chief, a portly red-haired man with an equally red beard. He was standing next to two other familiar faces.
“Evan!” Cain greeted his CO, shaking the man’s hand. He turned to the first woman to Evan’s right, which was his wife. “Angela,” he said with a nod, though she was moving to hug him.
“Oh, Wyatt. I am glad to see you’re alive and well.”
“Well, not for the Longcoats’ lack of trying…”
An odd, choked cough emanated from the third person in Evan’s group.
“Ah, Wyatt,” Evan stepped forward and swept a hand towards the lady standing on the other side of his wife. “May I introduce Her Highness, Princess…uh…DG,” the man finished awkwardly after he received a look from the Princess in question mid-sentence.
“How many times must I ask you, Mr. Williams, to just call me DG?”
Evan gave her a winning smile.
“And how many times must I ask you to call me Evan?”
Wyatt smiled at the exchange and waited patiently.
“Always once more,” she stated with a mischievous smirk.
Evan beamed and waved a hand towards Wyatt.
“Your Highness, allow me to introduce my old protégé, Mr. -”
“-Wyatt Cain,” DG finished for him. At Evan’s surprised look, Cain explained.
“We’ve met.”
“A few times this evening, anyway…” DG added, sharing a smile with him.
They had lost count of how many times one or the other had approached a group of people only to be introduced again.
“I see,” Evan hummed and barely narrowed his eyes as he glanced between the two of them. Cain knew he was being sized up far more meticulously than one would have thought. Evan had a great talent of being disarmingly charming and all around underestimated by those that didn’t know him. “Well alright, son. Show us what you got! Can you make our stone faced Princess smile?”
Cain looked at her and she immediately scowled and took a deep breath. He could already tell that this would be too easy. He turned back to Evan and smiled.
“I don’t even need a sentence.”
“Gentlemen!!” Evan’s voice boomed. “We have another taker!” Instantly, there was a crowd surrounding them, muttering and betting.
Cain smirked at her.
DG now had a hint of confusion coloring her face not that anyone other than him could notice. He put his hands in his pockets and stepped closer to her, rocking back and forth on his feet. She eyed him warily.
He leaned forward a fraction as if to kiss her but she swayed backwards. Her precaution was unnecessary because he would not stoop that low just to win a bet. It wouldn’t be fair to the others. He would stoop even lower.
He would kneel, in fact.
Men made noises of disbelief and women gasped, but the only reaction that mattered was DG’s. And while this was not the first time someone had tried to propose to her that evening in order to win a smile, this was the first time there was an actual ring.
And an actual reaction from DG. An actual jaw dropping, hand-covering-mouth, eyes rapidly blinking reaction.
“DG…” he began, and grasped her left hand in his. “…will you make me the happiest man in the zone and marry me?”
She took a shaky breath and he reached up and pulled her other hand away from her mouth. Her lips fought for a couple of seconds but she eventually couldn’t stop the smile from breaking across her face. She shook her head and looked up at the ceiling while the crowd around them erupted. Eventually she looked back down at him and pressed her lips together, trying to scowl at him though it never reached her eyes. She stomped her foot, frustrated with herself, and breathed a laugh.
“You are such a cheater…” she muttered.
He grinned.
“Is it really cheating if I already know the answer? Couldn’t we just call it being prepared?” She laughed and brushed her fingers along his ear.
“And I don’t care what you tell Glitch. You are such a Boy Scout.”
He rubbed his thumb back and forth across her hand.
“I’m not hearing a ‘no’ anywhere…”
She pursed her lips together and narrowed her eyes at him.
“No, I won’t make you the happiest man in the zone…” she began, her smile betraying her words. She shrugged. “…but I guess I could agree to marry you.”
He beamed up at her before standing up and wrapping her in his arms as he kissed her. He pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers.
“And how does that not make me the happiest man in the zone?”
She smiled and pressed her lips to his again.
“It doesn’t. I imagine it makes you the happiest in both zones.”
He smiled and kissed her again, letting go of her just long enough to slip the ring on her finger.
“I imagine it does too.”
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A/N: My email decided to do an awesome thing and put all of my ff.net mail in my junk folder (and eventually deleted it). So if you messaged me or reviewed or favorited anything of mine, essentially since my last post, I did not receive it, and for that I apologize. I usually make an effort to respond to all reviews, but short of looking through each and every story and each and every chapter that I’ve written, there’s no easy way to find them….
But just know that I really do appreciate each and every review, favorite, and follow that I receive. You guys are the best - and why I feel obligated to post TWO possible and long awaited Part Deux’s to this Unofficial Capacity storyline. I figure that I can get away with this, since 101 Ways was originally created so that I may post all of my alternate endings for which I don't have an entire backstory for, ha. Clearly, this is the sappy version. The next, is the more thought out, and in my opinion more entertaining ending.
Characters: C/DG, everyone else eventually
Timeline: Post eclipse, mostly established C/DG
Genre: Romance/Comedy
Rating: M to be safe for later NOW********
Disclaimer: I don’t own Tin Man
Summary: Drabbles and Oneshots of different scenarios of how C/DG could be found out by the rest of the OZ
Needed Elsewhere | One More Minute | Wallace and The Argument | It's Pumpkin Time | Lost in the Crowd | In Need of Courage | Trial and Error | Cain was in Trouble | Lounging About | My Lady | Sudsy | Congratulations | Break Time | The End of Break Time | A Different Point of View | At Desert's End | Child's Play | Tangled | Every Little Touch | Unofficial Capacity
A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day, My Lovelies…
TMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTM
A bet was a bet that was a bet.
Unless you were a Tin Man.
Then a bet was a challenge, that was a contest, that was a competition. And that was before the wagers were agreed upon. Needless to say, that upon DG’s innocent announcement, things had quickly gotten out of control.
It had started as a side wager. One of the Chief’s old tricks to get someone to reveal something. He would bet against someone in the hopes that it would make them forget themselves and give something away, in this case, that they were DG’s date. This evening, he masked it as a simple task.
“I bet that you can’t make the Princess smile with one sentence.”
Having not quite declared that he was the unofficial judge and witness to the proceedings with DG, the Chief, Evan, had eventually secured his position by her side for the evening, making it easy to test anyone who came near her. Sometime over the course of the evening, a repertoire had been established between the two and after remarking that she had an incredible Poker Face. DG had taken the bait, confirming that she could easily hide her emotions. Evan quickly jumped all over that opportunity thus resulting with the challenge issued to others, as stated above.
Joke after joke had been put to the Princess and only a shrug of the shoulders had been given in return.
At some point it became a matter of principle to the Tin Men to make the Princess smile, rather than a challenge because she really DID have a good Poker Face. They had exhausted nearly every avenue, including play acting, sonnets, and some of the cleverest jokes known in the zone.
And yet she merely pursed her lips and gave them a pat on the shoulder.
Then Evan cornered Wyatt.
“Wyatt!” a deep voice boomed to his left. “It’s damn good to see you, son. Damn good!”
Cain smiled widely at his old Commanding Officer and Chief, a portly red-haired man with an equally red beard. He was standing next to two other familiar faces.
“Evan!” Cain greeted his CO, shaking the man’s hand. He turned to the first woman to Evan’s right, which was his wife. “Angela,” he said with a nod, though she was moving to hug him.
“Oh, Wyatt. I am glad to see you’re alive and well.”
“Well, not for the Longcoats’ lack of trying…”
An odd, choked cough emanated from the third person in Evan’s group.
“Ah, Wyatt,” Evan stepped forward and swept a hand towards the lady standing on the other side of his wife. “May I introduce Her Highness, Princess…uh…DG,” the man finished awkwardly after he received a look from the Princess in question mid-sentence.
“How many times must I ask you, Mr. Williams, to just call me DG?”
Evan gave her a winning smile.
“And how many times must I ask you to call me Evan?”
Wyatt smiled at the exchange and waited patiently.
“Always once more,” she stated with a mischievous smirk.
Evan beamed and waved a hand towards Wyatt.
“Your Highness, allow me to introduce my old protégé, Mr. -”
“-Wyatt Cain,” DG finished for him. At Evan’s surprised look, Cain explained.
“We’ve met.”
“A few times this evening, anyway…” DG added, sharing a smile with him.
They had lost count of how many times one or the other had approached a group of people only to be introduced again.
“I see,” Evan hummed and barely narrowed his eyes as he glanced between the two of them. Cain knew he was being sized up far more meticulously than one would have thought. Evan had a great talent of being disarmingly charming and all around underestimated by those that didn’t know him. “Well alright, son. Show us what you got! Can you make our stone faced Princess smile?”
Cain looked at her and she immediately scowled and took a deep breath. He could already tell that this would be too easy. He turned back to Evan and smiled.
“I don’t even need a sentence.”
“Gentlemen!!” Evan’s voice boomed. “We have another taker!” Instantly, there was a crowd surrounding them, muttering and betting.
Cain smirked at her.
DG now had a hint of confusion coloring her face not that anyone other than him could notice. He put his hands in his pockets and stepped closer to her, rocking back and forth on his feet. She eyed him warily.
He leaned forward a fraction as if to kiss her but she swayed backwards. Her precaution was unnecessary because he would not stoop that low just to win a bet. It wouldn’t be fair to the others. He would stoop even lower.
He would kneel, in fact.
Men made noises of disbelief and women gasped, but the only reaction that mattered was DG’s. And while this was not the first time someone had tried to propose to her that evening in order to win a smile, this was the first time there was an actual ring.
And an actual reaction from DG. An actual jaw dropping, hand-covering-mouth, eyes rapidly blinking reaction.
“DG…” he began, and grasped her left hand in his. “…will you make me the happiest man in the zone and marry me?”
She took a shaky breath and he reached up and pulled her other hand away from her mouth. Her lips fought for a couple of seconds but she eventually couldn’t stop the smile from breaking across her face. She shook her head and looked up at the ceiling while the crowd around them erupted. Eventually she looked back down at him and pressed her lips together, trying to scowl at him though it never reached her eyes. She stomped her foot, frustrated with herself, and breathed a laugh.
“You are such a cheater…” she muttered.
He grinned.
“Is it really cheating if I already know the answer? Couldn’t we just call it being prepared?” She laughed and brushed her fingers along his ear.
“And I don’t care what you tell Glitch. You are such a Boy Scout.”
He rubbed his thumb back and forth across her hand.
“I’m not hearing a ‘no’ anywhere…”
She pursed her lips together and narrowed her eyes at him.
“No, I won’t make you the happiest man in the zone…” she began, her smile betraying her words. She shrugged. “…but I guess I could agree to marry you.”
He beamed up at her before standing up and wrapping her in his arms as he kissed her. He pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers.
“And how does that not make me the happiest man in the zone?”
She smiled and pressed her lips to his again.
“It doesn’t. I imagine it makes you the happiest in both zones.”
He smiled and kissed her again, letting go of her just long enough to slip the ring on her finger.
“I imagine it does too.”
TMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTMTM
A/N: My email decided to do an awesome thing and put all of my ff.net mail in my junk folder (and eventually deleted it). So if you messaged me or reviewed or favorited anything of mine, essentially since my last post, I did not receive it, and for that I apologize. I usually make an effort to respond to all reviews, but short of looking through each and every story and each and every chapter that I’ve written, there’s no easy way to find them….
But just know that I really do appreciate each and every review, favorite, and follow that I receive. You guys are the best - and why I feel obligated to post TWO possible and long awaited Part Deux’s to this Unofficial Capacity storyline. I figure that I can get away with this, since 101 Ways was originally created so that I may post all of my alternate endings for which I don't have an entire backstory for, ha. Clearly, this is the sappy version. The next, is the more thought out, and in my opinion more entertaining ending.