Matthew Gray Gubler One Shots and Scenarios

Locked Out #1

Just something silly.

"Let me in you moron!"

"Nuh-uh!" Matthew's childish laugh fogged up the small window beside the front door – the same front door he had currently locked you out of. It's bad enough to be locked out let alone in the freezing cold, pouring rain.

"Matt! Please! I'm wet and cold and I really need to pee!"

This only made him laugh more. "There's a bucket round the back!"

"I hate you!" Your teeth chattered as you spoke, wrapping your arms around yourself as the rain continued to pour. It only seemed to rain harder, the skies darkening. An idea suddenly entered your head. "Let me in!"

"Not a chance, babe!" His face briefly disappeared from the window so you took your chance. Running around the side of the house splashing through the endless puddles you made your way to the back door.

You jiggled the handle to no avail. You caught him laughing at the kitchen window.

"You're such a dick, Gubler!"

"You love me really."

"Debatable!"

A window opening above you caught your attention.

"Hey, Y/N!" Shemar hung out of the window with a wide grin plastered to his face. "Need some help?" he produced the ultimate bargaining chip from behind his back.

You grinned, "Matt; I'm dumping you for Shemar!"

"Lies!" He giggled like a schoolgirl. "Shemar's not your type."

"Then I guess I'll just have to kill Rumple, then."

"You don't even know where he is!"

"Oh, don't I?" You cued Shemar to throw the giant costume head at you. You caught it skillfully, brandishing it at Matthew through the glass.

His eyes grew wide. "You wouldn't dare!"

"Let me in or Rumple gets it!"

"Not my son!"

You put your hands around the fabric neck as if strangling it. "Then let me in."

Matthew scrambled to unlock the door, ripping Rumple from your grasp as you pushed past him to get into the warm.

"My baby! Don't worry son." He glared at you. "Evil mommy will never hurt you again. You're safe with daddy."