Boi Zone

Madonna,McDonald's & Plan B. Ch. 21

Title: Boi Zone

By : AshleyMistMalichi

Rating: F A O/Adults Only

Category: Fanfiction

Y T Video & Song: 'Papa Don't Preach' written by Brian Elliot and additional lyrics by Madonna

Artist: Madonna

Characters: Justin Taylor, Daphne Chanders, Brian Kinney, Debbie Novotny, Michael Novotny, Emmett Honeycutt, Ted Schmidt, Lindsay Peterson, Melanie Marcus, Gus, Vic Grassi, Cynthia, The Taylors, The Chanders, Chris Hobbes; OMC's OFC's and OC's.

Genre: AU, Drama, General/Misc. Romance, Angst, licorice FanFiccy (twisty & bittersweet)

Warnings: AU, OOC, and Het. A What IF? Canon/Fanon FanFic

Summary: Question, What if? Answer, Boi Zone. Because, 'love isn't always easy, and corrections can soon become mistakes.'

*A/N: For the sake of my story, Daphne's middle name is the inital J. =) Also, please remember, this is an AU. But, it's also a Brian and a Justin love story.

It will have a happy ending, this I promise you, but? As far as a happy middle, well, just stay tuned. ;)

*And, last BUT not least, there will be some Het references inside this fic, BUT it is NOT who you might think. ;)

Disclaimer: All Characters and situations from Queer as Folk are the properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, (Cowlip) Showtime, and others. No Copyright infringement has been intended by this author or this website. This story has been invented for Entertainment purposes only and has been rated by the author AshleyMistMalichi, and not by any independent body.

Story courtesy of: serindipity *my fragile fairy muse*

Boi Zone

~CHAPTER 21~

She'd had to be careful at school, acting like her limited questions to her Personal Growth teacher, Mrs. Simms, were just some of the 'average teen-curious' questions about growing up and someday, raising a family.

Mentally pushed out of her past musings as a pale blue medium sized thick plastic bag announcing, 'Welcome to Parenthood' decorated with white, brown, yellow, red, and black small blue jeans jumper covered playing teddy bears, tumbling, laughing and running and chasing colorful butterfly's that's filled to the brim with different small samples and coupons for various baby items and for Daphne too, was next handed to her.

At her questioning glance, the receptionist winks and says,

 "Blue, for boy! Congratulations!"

Stapled to the top of the surprisingly heavy bag by the white silk drawstring is a pale pink card with black raised lettering naming the clinic, written on it with the date of Daphne's next appointment, two weeks from today, and the day of the prom.

After hugging Dr. Julie good bye, Jennifer, Daphne and Justin made their way outside to the car.

Once they were all inside and buckled in, Jennifer had to giggle at the happy noises coming from the back seat, as Daphne and Justin pored through the bags contents.