If it wasn't Thomas you wouldn't do it.
But it is Thomas so you are.
And that sort of sucks.
Five o'clock.
On a Saturday morning.
But all the same you were ready to go.
At least you still had the pleasure of scowling at him when you opened your front door.
"This had better be the best date ever." You mutter.
"Morning sunshine." Thomas grins.
"I'm no sunshine until the sun is ACTUALLY UP." You say.
"But you're always MY sunshine." Thomas says stepping in and wrapping his arms around you.
You click your tounge, "I'd planned on being mad at you today, but you're not making that very easy."
He chuckles and plants a kiss on the top of your head, "Terribly sorry, flower."
"Like heck, you're sorry."
He looks down at you and smiles, "You ready to go?"
You sigh, "Yeah."
"Good. I have a feeling you'll like this date." He grins.
Oh, look at that gleam in his eye.
- - - -
"We've been driving for two hours." You tell him.
"I know. But don't worry I know where we're going." Thomas smiles.
"Don't you have to be at the studio this afternoon?"
"I do."
"Then where are we going!?"
"A magical place, where we will spend our time in the great outdoors." He says enthusiasticly.
"These had better be REALLY great outdoors."
"We're almost there. Get down off your high horse." Thomas says with a fatherly tone.
"But-" You start.
"QUESSSSTIONS!" Thomas blurts loudly, "We're going to ditch the whole 'lady's first' thing for now because the lady present will ask about where we're going and what we're doing and I refuse to answer that question so here we go!" He glances at you, "What kind of parent do you want to be?"
You burst into a coughing fit.
Did he really just ask you about parenting?
Like for children?
In a family?
Holy cow!
"What!?" You choke out.
He clears his throat, "What kind of parent do you want to be?"
"An older one." You say with wide eyes.
Thomas laughs, "Well, duh. I wouldn't expect you to want kids NOW."
Crap.
You're having THIS conversation.
"A married one." You say.
He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, "How do you mean?"
"I'm not having kids, or sex for that matter, before I get married. "
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Jumping on the Train (Thomas Sangster fanfic)
Fanfiction"I don't know, Thomas. It just seems like it could be the start of something bad." Thomas leans over and looks directly into your eyes, "Ah, yes. It could be. But would you jump on this train if you knew it could be the start of something wonde...
