Worry Lines - Chad/Ryan - High School Musical
Title: Worry Lines
Fandom: High School Musical
Pairing: Ryan/Chad
Rating: PG
Note: Unbeta-ed. The first half kept playing in my head but then I ran out of steam - I managed to come up with some semblance of a completed ficlet though.
“This can’t be allowed to continue; worry lines are so incredibly aging.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Ryan blinked and looked at his sister in the hope that her outburst might suddenly make sense.
“You. And…” Sharpay flailed her hands in the air “the one with the hair.”
“Chad?”
“Yes, that’s what I said. Anyway, it has to stop.”
“What does? And why?” Why couldn’t his sister just formulate actual sentences like normal people?
Sharpay sighed loudly and looked at Ryan like he was a small child who needed everything explaining in simple terms. “You and HairBoy have been flirting ever since the Wildcats let you play in their little game at Lava Springs. Eventually the dumb jocks are going to figure out what’s going on and they won’t be able to deal and dumbest of the dumb jocks will inevitably try and beat you both up. Waiting for the day when I have to kick the Wildcats’ asses is worry-line-inducing and that is not acceptable. So it has to stop.”
Ryan tried to keep a straight face. “Um… that’s really sweet Shar, but really there’s no need” He counted off the points on his fingers as he continued:
“One - I’m pretty sure the entire school at least thinks I’m gay and no-one’s beaten me up yet,
Two - If… If there was a problem, Chad swears he has enough dirt on those guys to see us safely through graduation unharmed and,
Three - We’ve done way more than flirting.”
Ryan smirked at Sharpay’s look of complete shock. “So really, it was sweet of you to age yourself for me, but there’s no need.”
Ryan took advantage of his sister being stunned into silence for the first time ever and headed for the safety of Chad’s house until she had had time to calm down and try the most expensive facial at the salon where she was no doubt going to spend the afternoon.
Fandom: High School Musical
Pairing: Ryan/Chad
Rating: PG
Note: Unbeta-ed. The first half kept playing in my head but then I ran out of steam - I managed to come up with some semblance of a completed ficlet though.
“This can’t be allowed to continue; worry lines are so incredibly aging.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Ryan blinked and looked at his sister in the hope that her outburst might suddenly make sense.
“You. And…” Sharpay flailed her hands in the air “the one with the hair.”
“Chad?”
“Yes, that’s what I said. Anyway, it has to stop.”
“What does? And why?” Why couldn’t his sister just formulate actual sentences like normal people?
Sharpay sighed loudly and looked at Ryan like he was a small child who needed everything explaining in simple terms. “You and HairBoy have been flirting ever since the Wildcats let you play in their little game at Lava Springs. Eventually the dumb jocks are going to figure out what’s going on and they won’t be able to deal and dumbest of the dumb jocks will inevitably try and beat you both up. Waiting for the day when I have to kick the Wildcats’ asses is worry-line-inducing and that is not acceptable. So it has to stop.”
Ryan tried to keep a straight face. “Um… that’s really sweet Shar, but really there’s no need” He counted off the points on his fingers as he continued:
“One - I’m pretty sure the entire school at least thinks I’m gay and no-one’s beaten me up yet,
Two - If… If there was a problem, Chad swears he has enough dirt on those guys to see us safely through graduation unharmed and,
Three - We’ve done way more than flirting.”
Ryan smirked at Sharpay’s look of complete shock. “So really, it was sweet of you to age yourself for me, but there’s no need.”
Ryan took advantage of his sister being stunned into silence for the first time ever and headed for the safety of Chad’s house until she had had time to calm down and try the most expensive facial at the salon where she was no doubt going to spend the afternoon.