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Itty Bitty New Years Eve

It's been almost four months since Shawn and I set up Topanga and Cory; truly is the best thing we ever did. 

"I'm surprised you could come out." Shawn says as I walk up the Matthews walk way, "I know, they've been super chill lately." I lie, I snuck out and I'm totally going to pay for this. It's worth it, New Year's with Shawn, our first time spending it together in all our years of knowing each other; it has to be good.

"My uncle Lazlo will be here any minute." Shawn announces as we walk into the Matthews to see Cory and Topanga sucking each other's faces off. "Yuck." I mock Cory and Topanga chuckles. "You look great, Itty." Topanga compliments. "Itty?" Shawn and Cory question. "Cassidy, itty. She's also itty bitty." Topanga pats the top of my head. "You're only like an inch taller." Shawn defends me. "Watch it, Hunter." She waves her finger in his face, teasingly. "Tippy and Itty." Cory says, wrapping his arm around Shawn, "What great names our girlfriends have." Shawn snickers. "Hush." I roll my eyes and push Cory away from Shawn. A horn grabs all our attention, "He's here." Shawn smiles and leads us all outside.

"Shawn, that's a hearse." Cory says, "Cool." He shrugs and continues to walk towards it. Just as we get in we hear groaning coming from the back seat. We all look at the occupied coffin behind us to see their chest moving. "Uh, uncle Lazlo. This thing is still alive, you gotta take it back." Shawn sounds panicked. "Get out on my limo!" He yells at us and we all pile out. "Good going Shawn!" Cory exclaims. "Without his 'limo' we'll never get to that party!" Cory complains as he storms back into the house. "Hey, when you see a stiff breath you gotta return it, it's the right thing." Shawn defends himself. "Look, I'm happy for the stiff but-" "Jeeze guys, it's New Year's Eve, time to celebrate not fight!" Topanga mediates the situation. "You're right, Topanga. We're going to make this the best New Year's Eve ever." Cory matches her enthusiasm.

"Rebecca Alexa. I'm so sorry the car broke down." Eric says, walking into the door. "Wow, you really did get a super model date." Cory says, admiring the tall blonde. "I'm a big big fan. I'm huge." Shawn gawks and I slap his arm with the back of my hand. "H-Hi. I'm Cory Matthews. Eric's brother and this is Topanga, a girl from school." Cory also is gawking at her. "Cory." Topanga says, "She's also my girlfriend and I love her dearly." Cory says before moving behind Topanga. "I'm Cassidy. Huge one's girlfriend." I mock Shawn. "You two look great together." She says, admiring the both of us. "Look into couples modeling, it pays pretty well." She smiles at us. "What about Topanga and I?" Cory asks and she smiles awkwardly, "Topanga!" She says before turning and walking towards Eric. "It's okay sweetie. I think you're very handsome." Topanga compliments Cory. "Great news! I just got the very last cab in Philadelphia." Eric gloats. "We have to share it with you guys!" Cory exclaims. "Please." I beg. "It's my first time going out on New Year's Eve, please let me come." I grab his arm. "Fine." He groans.

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"Why would you do that, Cory?" I groan as we all walk back into the Matthews. "I'm sorry his ID on the window looked nothing like the driver!" "So what it was the last cab in Philly!" Eric yells, "If there was an Olympic for stupidity you'd win a nobel prize!" Eric exclaims. "He was obviously and imposter and was going to take us to some wearhouse and cut out our livers." Cory says. "At least I would've been making out with my boyfriend as we got our livers cut out." I cross my arms and plop down on the couch, "I could've been kissing Rebecca Alexa while I got my liver cut out." Eric mutters and plops down next to me. "It's no big deal, I don't need to go to some big crowded party anyway." She tries to make Eric feel better, "Oh we're going baby." Eric says, looking up at her. "Hey, lightbulb!" Topanga exclaims, "Why don't we just have our own little party right here?" "I wanted to makeout under fireworks." I whine; jeez I sound like Cory. "We will make it there one way or another." Eric says, "How, taking the subway?" Rebecca asks sarcastically, "Race you there." Shawn says, grabbing my hand and running outside.