Just randomly started to write these imagines. I wanted to write these so we could remember this wonderful and magical TV show. I will only be writing imagines on Greg, Peter and Bobby. Send in imagine ideas if ya want. Honestly, I don't really know...
"We met at the cafeteria the other day." I said while talking to the grooviest chic at school. Y/n l/n is the dreamiest girl I have ever met. "Brown hair, Blue eyes?" I say hoping she will remember me. "Oh yeah, now I remember you." the feminine voice on the other line says. All of a sudden my youngest brother Bobby comes running into the house yelling and screaming. "Excuse me for a moment Y/n." I put the phone to my chest about to tell him to be quite before "Greg guess what! I can do the most chin ups in my class!" he says with a massive cheesy grin on his face. "What could you do 5." I mock and go back to Y/n. "No I did 10." "Ok that's great, now can I go back to my conversation with Y/n?" he smiles and I go back to Y/n.
"I would really like to take you out? What about Saturday night, a movie?" I offer wanting her to say yes. "I would love to, pick me up at 7:00. Goodnight Greg." Y/n says causing me to have a goofy grin plastered to my face. " Night Y/n, see you on Saturday." "Bye Greg." and with that, we both hung up the phone. I was there looking dumb as.
"Greg I bet I could do more chin ups than you." I hear the small annoying voice say. "yeah, well I bet you couldn't." I say prepared for a challenge. "Ok then, lets place a bet. If you can't do twice as much chin ups than me then... then.." "Then the loser has to be the other person's slave for a week." I say finishing off the sentence. We shake on it and then I leave the room.
**to Friday afternoon**
"9... 10... 11!" My father counts as Bobby does his last few chin ups. The young boy jumps down from the swing set. Everyone applauds him and I go get ready for my turn. I jump up to the bar and start.
"19... 20" I hear before I fall to the ground. At this point I knew I was screwed. Bobby starts running around and yelling in excitement. Before I know it, he runs inside and grabs a piece of paper from the table. He hands it to me and on it reads 'Greg's to do list'. I get up and walk the path of shame to the house, my family laughing at me.
Your POV:
Saturday morning and you are woken up by your lovely mother screaming at you to get down stairs. you flop out of bed and run down to her. "What do you want mum?!" you say slightly annoyed. "Y/n, there's a boy on the phone for you." she says clearly excited. You take the phone from her and say "Hello, this is Y/n l/n, Who is it?" sounding extremely fake. "Hey it's Greg Brady here, I was just wondering if we were still going to the movies tonight?" your heart flutters and your cheeks turn red. "Hey Greg, yeah of course tonight is still on. What movie are we going to see?" "I was thinking f/m?" Before you could answer you hear a little boys voice saying "That sounds great." "Y/n I've got to go, but I'll see you at 7, Bye!" "Bye." you respond smiling. You glance at the clock and your eyes widen. "CRAP! I HAVE 7 HOURS TO GET READY, AND I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!!!!!!" you yell before racing up to your bedroom to take a shower.
**6:55pm**
You straightened out your skirt waiting by your front door. (What you're wearing):
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The door bell rings giving you a fright. You walk to the door revealing the handsome brunette. "Hey." You say nervously. He stares at you with his mouth wide open. "Is there something wrong?" you question. "Oh no, you just look really beautiful tonight." He says confidently. A blush appears on you cheeks. "thank you." "oh, before we go, I had to take my brother with us, so hopefully he won't spoil out date." You heard the nervousness in his voice. "I'm sure he won't." you say reassuring him. You get into the car hearing "Hi Y/n, I'm Bobby Greg's brother."
**At the movies**
Greg yawned and put his arm around you. 'wow thats so cliché but so cute' you thought before his brother interrupts and complains that he can't see. Greg pulls away looking annoyed. You grab his hand and squeeze it letting him know that it's ok.
The night consisted of Bobby complaining. "Greg can I have some popcorn, Greg I can't see, Greg I want some pizza, Greg it might rain so I'm not closing the umbrella..." and so on. You had to admit it was annoying but nothing could ruin the date with the man of your dreams. All of a sudden you hear a pop. you look up to see that Bobby had put a hole in the roof of the convertible car. It took all your strength to not laugh at the boys mistake. Greg was clearly not happy about it.
**Your house**
The drive home was slightly awkward. Bobby making jokes and talking non-stop while Greg looked like his was going to kill him at any moment. We drive to the front of your house and Greg parks the car. "Would you like me to walk me to your door?" "I would love you too." The two of you get out of the car and walk to your front door. "I would like to apologise for tonight." Greg says embarrassed. "No need to, it was fun." you reply with a smile. "Still, I'm really sorry. I want to go out again but if you don't want to then I-" You cut him off. Smashing your lips onto his. 'I'M KISSING GREG FREAKING BRADY!' you think as his kisses back. "I'm telling mum that you kissed her." Bobby yelled from the car. His voice caused you to pull away laughing. "Right well I should probably get going." says Greg sadly. He quickly pecks your cheek and runs back to the car. You yell "Call me!" before he gets in the car to drive home. After walking into your house and closing the door you sigh with a smile. 'Greg Brady is such a good kisser!' you think before going to bed, grinning from ear to ear.
