Boi Zone

Crumbled Cookies & An Eff'd Up Life Ch. 37

Title: Boi Zone

By : AshleyMistMalichi

Rating: F A O/Adults Only

Category: Fanfiction

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: 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*

~CHAPTER 37~

Daphne Taylor rolled her eyes at the identical smirky looks that her blue jeaned son and husband wore as she bustled past them.

Looking over her shoulder, she stopped in her tracks, sighed and ground her back teeth in exasperation after glancing down at the pink diamond watch gracing her slim wrist that had been an anniversary gift from her mother-in- law, Jennifer Taylor.

'Crap, they only had 15 minutes!'

Turning around she shooed them in front of her, just to make sure they reached the Courtyards in time for Chance's party. She was looking forward to seeing her family and Justin's mom and HER little sister-in-law, Molly.

That is if that asshole Craig Taylor could be bothered to show, or even perhaps this time let his daughter attend.

>>>>>>>>>>

Justin bit back a grin at his little wife's bossy attitude.

Looking down at his beaming son, he couldn't stop the snickers, not even at her frown, because that grin was just SO infectious!

Chance had that same self assured look on his little face that she got on hers, when she had finally gotten her own way.

It was that little smug look that just did him in and just melted his heart.

He had to agree with the little guy, as he remembered well, the baby's screwed up face as he attempted to put the wiggling tot into the tiny matching dark blue suit.

Yes, fancy suits were over rated, so he too,

had worn his 'tookie' and 'deens' to the party.