Nicky x reader (nrdd)

Harpers for president

"Class, it's everyone's favourite time of year." "Heirloom tomato season?" Nicky asked. "No." "Taco season." Dicky asked. "That's not a thing." "I think what Mr. Williams is referring to is the upcoming election for class president." Ricky says. "So, you mean everyone's favour time of year, you mean just Ricky's." "That's correct, Dawn."

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"President Dawn. Yeah, that's got a nice ring to it. I wonder what my campaign slogan should be." Dawn says. "What about 'vote for Dawn. I don't really want to be president. I just want to annoy Ricky.'? Oh, and by the way, it's not working." Ricky says "uh, what's going on?" Anne asked. "Ricky and Dawn are both running for class president. Yeah, things are getting a little saucy." Nicky says. "Saucy? Sauce. Pizzas have sauce. Refrigerators have pizza. We have a refrigerator." Dicky says. "Really? I though it was a door to another dimension." You say sarcastically. "Pizza!" "Hey, look, I'm proud of both of you, but campaign nicely, because one of you is going to win, and one of you is going to lose. But no matter what happens, I'm going to be the mother of the winner. Yay! Oh, and the loser. Aw." Anne says hugging them. "How long do you think it's going to take for the others, to find out we're dating?" You whisper to Nicky to where no one else can hear. (I have a loud voice so that could never be me.🥲) "probably a long time, but until then we gotta act as though we're not dating around them." Nicky whispers back to you as you nod. "And realised your arm was too short?" Tom asked. "No!" You all say. "Me too. And the only option was looking like an idiot with one of these ridiculous selfie poles. Well, say good bye to your problems, and say hello to Tom's stealthy pole." He says and adjust the pole making the flowers Anne had fall. "Behold, the perfect stealthy selfie." Tom shows you all the picture. "You look horrible." Dicky says. "Your right. Oh, it's the lighting. You know where the lightings perfect? In the living room over by the good china." Tom said. "Tom, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Anne says running after him. "Well, I'm off to prepare for tomorrows debate. I'll be upstairs practicing against the only worthy opponent I have: myself in the mirror." Ricky says. "How are you going to prepare dawn?" Nicky asked. "Oh, I'm just going to wing it." She says. "Wing it? Wings. Chicken wings. Phones order wings. I have a phone." Dicky says. "Wing it? What does that even mean?" Ricky asked. "It means I'm gonna do what I do on the soccer field: keep my eye on the ball, see how things develop, and let the game come to me." Dawn says and Ricky gasp. "That's adorable. Okay, Dawn, you wing it." "Is this wing my bell? Yeah, I'd like to Oder one 'wing, wing, wing, hello?' Bucket" Dicky asked whoever he was talking to on the phone. "This debate is gonna be like shooting fish in a barrel." Ricky says as he walks out and Dicky gets another food idea. "Oh, do you you have fish in a barrel?" He asked "oh, Dicky." You say as you laugh a bit. "Their not gonna have—." Nicky gets cut off. "Oh, you do? Fried or grilled?"

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"Well, yeah, I'm gonna out my posters up there too. Just gotta make some." Dawn say. "Ooh, sorry, dawn. I've got an exclusive deal with Nicky and y/n." Ricky says. "What exclusive deal? I was never told-." Nicky cuts you off. "When Ricky becomes president, he's promised to get me a cushy mat to stand on. That'll feel real good in a working man's feet. And for y/n he'd do whatever they want for a week. "Uh, I didn't agree to this Nicky." You say. "Oh, weird, the polling app shows I'm winning. Told you this is my thing. Have a button." "Yeah, well, your buttons aren't as cool as mine. Just gotta make some." Dawn says as she walks away and you look towards Nicky with some customers. "Ima barrow Nicky really quick we will be right back." You say as you pull Nicky to the side. "You never told me about Ricky's deal." You say angry. "I'm sorry, I just really wanted that cushy mat. I'm sorry." Nicky says. "It's okay just next time tell me about these things Nicky." You say. "I will." He says skulking as he hugs you and you hug him back.

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~Skip to after the debate cause I'm lazy~

"She's beating me. She can't beat me, stupid app. Why did I creat you? I'm the presidential one. Me! Look at her over there. All those girls hanging on her every word." Ricky says. "It's disgusting." Nicky says. "You're right.those girls should be hanging on my every word. Ladies, how we doing today?" Dicky goes to the girls as they start giggling. "Man, girls sure do love him." Nicky says. "Yes, yes they do and soon, their love for him will turn into votes for me." "So you guys wanna grab a smoothie?" Nicky asked. "Yes, yes, I do." Ricky says. "Sorry but I gotta go to softball practice. bye." You say as Ricky is still looking over at dicky with the girls and you kiss Nicky's cheek leaving him blushing and you walk away as they walk away.