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"She's gonna say no," Marvin muttered ringing the doorbell to Charlotte's house, where she lived with her girlfriend, Cordelia. Who happened to answer the door, with a smile and a tray of food. Cordelia was "famous" for making appetizers that were new or "exotic". Marvin was just lucky Whizzer knew he couldn't cook because he couldn't fake 'enjoy' every single tray of food that Cordelia made if he lived with her like Charlotte did. Poor Charlotte.

"Hey boys!" Cordelia held up a tray of some sort of fish food, "Gefilte fish!" she threw the door open smiling as both men grabbed the food that she offered. Whizzer ate it, keeping quiet. Marvin grinned when Cordelia took his coat, he tossed the food into the plastic plant, earning a scowl from Whizzer.

"Charlotte!" Cordelia screamed when she ushered the boys into the living room. "Your friends are here!" Cordelia ran off to find more trays of food that she had prepared overnight for the special get together. Charlotte after a few minuets had entered the living room, when Marvin was elbowing Whizzer to act polite.

"Hey guys, Whizzer, your looking good today," Charlotte winked, a inside joke between them. Everyday when Charlotte would check up on him in the hospital she would say "your looking good today" even if he really wasn't. The joke still came around today in conversations over the phone. Marvin, however wasn't in on the joke.

"What?" Marvin gulped, both Charlotte and Whizzer burst into a fit of laughter. Marvin was just fine with the whole situation because Whizzer had begged Marvin to hold his hand while he asked Charlotte for his favor. He was a fit of nerves on the drive over.

"Charlotte I need to tell you something, or - uh - ask you something," Whizzer felt Marvin squeeze his hand, as if saying go on, you can do it. Whizzer smiled, looking nervously down at his shoes.

"Go ahead, sugar," she smiled, noticing the seriousness of the conversation.

"Well as you know, I've been dating Marvin," Whizzer blushed, "and my parents are visiting, and I kinda need to - I -" Whizzer stopped talking, Marvin looked down at him worried about his state. "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend! You don't have to say yes! It's just th-that they don't really k-know that I - well, you know - I -"

"Whizzer," Charlotte walked up to the couch, Whizzer had jumped up from the couch to meet Charlotte's eyes. "Of course I'll help you out, If it were vice versa I would hope that you would help me," Charlotte smiled, "but your going to have to tell them eventually," she leaned Whizzer into a hug. Whizzer couldn't remember ever hugging a girl. Maybe his mother when he told her he was moving. Maybe.

"I know, I just - can't," Whizzer sighed, "It's like a messed up version of GLEE everything goes fine until your best friends boy friend works for the other sectionals team," Whizzer shook his head.

"Do you know what he's talking about?" Charlotte whispered to Marvin who shrugged his shoulders, he had watched about two thirds of the show GLEE, only because Whizzer would obsess about it. 24/7. Marvin was pretty sure Whizzer had a crush on all characters.

"I don't know what you're talking about honey, but if I can help you in any way, then I'm there," Charlotte patted Whizzer on the back.

"Come over for dinner tomorrow night, and we can sort out the details," Marvin smiled. "Oh and bring Cordelia, we could use a few dozen cream puffs," Charlotte nodded.

"Cream puffs, Cordelia, dinner, got it," the three of them talked, had tea and eventually Marvin had to go home to get sleep for work the next day, since he was Whizzers ride Whizzer happily jumped into the passenger seat of Marvin's car.

"Hey, Marvin when will you let me drive?" Whizzer pouted, ever since he got out of the hospital Mendel and Marvin had made him promise that he wouldn't drive anywhere. They never said when he could go back to driving but they did agree on driving him where ever he wanted. So that was a plus.

"When you tell your parents about your boyfriend,"

"THAT'S NOT FAIR!"

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"Lovers come and lovers go," - Mendel