Fanfic: Maureen // 095 New Year
Title: Happy New Year
Characters: Maureen, Mark, Roger, Collins, Benny
Prompt: 095 New Year
Word Count (if fiction): 449
Rating: PG
Summary: Mark kisses Maureen at midnight.
Disclaimer: Nope not mine. Happy New Year!
Maureen bounced around the loft all day, as if she had already downed the bottle of champagne that Collins stole for later that night.
“Do you know what today is?” she asked wide-eyed to a very aggravated Benny.
“Hmm, National Annoy Benny Day?” he asked sarcastically. “I don’t know.”
“It’s New Years Eve, Benny!” Maureen hopped beside him on the couch, nearly landing on his lap. “Do you know what that means?”
“Not a clue?” he rolled his eyes. Maureen always went out of her way to piss Benny off.
“Two weeks until your birthday,” Mark, who had just walked in the room, informed. Lifting his camera up, he narrated, “December 31, New Year’s Eve. First shot Maureen Johnson and Benjamin Coffin the third.”
“Pookie!” Maureen waved and blew kisses at the camera.
“You know, you can call be Benny,” he said, obviously fed up with his roommates. “It’s my nickname for a reason.”
“Jeez,” Mark said, turning his camera off.
“I’m going to spend the rest of the night with Alison,” Benny informed, standing up, “I’ll see you all next year.”
“Send Muffy our love,” Maureen grinned from the couch.
Rolling his eyes, he grabbed his coat and left.
“Now we can actually have fun since Mr. Sourpuss left,” Maureen joked, as Mark took a seat beside her.
“Six hours til midnight,” Mark said. “I can’t believe a year went by so fast.”
“I bet I can drink more champagne than you,” Maureen poked Mark in the side.
“I don’t really like champagne,” he replied, scrunching his nose.
“That’s only because you can’t hold your liquor.”
Mark blushed. “That too.”
--
Later that night, Maureen cuddled against Mark on the fire escape. Roger and Collins stood on the other side passing the champagne bottle back and forth while watching the fireworks.
“I’ve heard it’s good luck to kiss at midnight on New Year’s,” Collins mused, glancing towards the happy couple sitting at the other end.
“I’ve never done that before,” Mark admitted.
“That’s because you’ve never had a girlfriend before,” Roger smirked.
“Yes I have.”
“Nanette Himmelfarb doesn’t count,” he joked back.
“Roger,” Mark said angrily.
“Then I’ll be your first, Pookie,” Maureen kissed his nose.
“Five, four, three, two, one…” Collins stared at his watch.
“Happy New Year!” the four yelled as fireworks exploded in the distance.
Maureen leaned into Mark, giving him the privilege of his first New Year’s kiss.
“Aww,” Collins and Roger echoed in the background. The looked at each other thoughtfully. “Nah,” the shook their heads.
“Mmphh,” Mark groaned, still attached to Maureen.
Roger looked over, his eyes widening at what he saw. “Whoa wait, guys! You’re just supposed to kiss, not… guys!”
Fin
Characters: Maureen, Mark, Roger, Collins, Benny
Prompt: 095 New Year
Word Count (if fiction): 449
Rating: PG
Summary: Mark kisses Maureen at midnight.
Disclaimer: Nope not mine. Happy New Year!
Maureen bounced around the loft all day, as if she had already downed the bottle of champagne that Collins stole for later that night.
“Do you know what today is?” she asked wide-eyed to a very aggravated Benny.
“Hmm, National Annoy Benny Day?” he asked sarcastically. “I don’t know.”
“It’s New Years Eve, Benny!” Maureen hopped beside him on the couch, nearly landing on his lap. “Do you know what that means?”
“Not a clue?” he rolled his eyes. Maureen always went out of her way to piss Benny off.
“Two weeks until your birthday,” Mark, who had just walked in the room, informed. Lifting his camera up, he narrated, “December 31, New Year’s Eve. First shot Maureen Johnson and Benjamin Coffin the third.”
“Pookie!” Maureen waved and blew kisses at the camera.
“You know, you can call be Benny,” he said, obviously fed up with his roommates. “It’s my nickname for a reason.”
“Jeez,” Mark said, turning his camera off.
“I’m going to spend the rest of the night with Alison,” Benny informed, standing up, “I’ll see you all next year.”
“Send Muffy our love,” Maureen grinned from the couch.
Rolling his eyes, he grabbed his coat and left.
“Now we can actually have fun since Mr. Sourpuss left,” Maureen joked, as Mark took a seat beside her.
“Six hours til midnight,” Mark said. “I can’t believe a year went by so fast.”
“I bet I can drink more champagne than you,” Maureen poked Mark in the side.
“I don’t really like champagne,” he replied, scrunching his nose.
“That’s only because you can’t hold your liquor.”
Mark blushed. “That too.”
--
Later that night, Maureen cuddled against Mark on the fire escape. Roger and Collins stood on the other side passing the champagne bottle back and forth while watching the fireworks.
“I’ve heard it’s good luck to kiss at midnight on New Year’s,” Collins mused, glancing towards the happy couple sitting at the other end.
“I’ve never done that before,” Mark admitted.
“That’s because you’ve never had a girlfriend before,” Roger smirked.
“Yes I have.”
“Nanette Himmelfarb doesn’t count,” he joked back.
“Roger,” Mark said angrily.
“Then I’ll be your first, Pookie,” Maureen kissed his nose.
“Five, four, three, two, one…” Collins stared at his watch.
“Happy New Year!” the four yelled as fireworks exploded in the distance.
Maureen leaned into Mark, giving him the privilege of his first New Year’s kiss.
“Aww,” Collins and Roger echoed in the background. The looked at each other thoughtfully. “Nah,” the shook their heads.
“Mmphh,” Mark groaned, still attached to Maureen.
Roger looked over, his eyes widening at what he saw. “Whoa wait, guys! You’re just supposed to kiss, not… guys!”
Fin