Tyrandy Reposted

Episode 7 *Mr & Mrs Johnson*

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From the series "Press Play" on ao3
By unburnttkhaleesi
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Picture by cloakanddagger official Instagram (I think)
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1330 words
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The tap at his window was loud and quick. Tyrone stands quickly from his desk to see Tandy on the other side of the window, soaking wet and full of dirt, but still beautiful as ever. Tyrone takes a deep breath and opens up the window. The blonde gives him a grateful smile as he helps her through. “What happened to you?” He pokes, wondering if he really wants the answer to that question.

“Well,” She begins as she starts toward his draws. “I was on my way back to see my mom-”

Tyrone listens as she begins to look through his clothes. “How is she by the way?”

Tandy turns to him, her eyes full of venom- yet somehow soft. “Shitty, she’s in a shit mood, can you blame her?” Tyrone shakes his head no, following her toward the bathroom. “So I’m walking toward the trailer park when suddenly the heavens open and unleash a fucking tidal wave onto me- sorry for the language, and then some asshole in a fucking G-Wagon covers me with mud so-” A sweet smile graced her lips. “Can I use your shower?”

At this point, he wonders why she even asks. He extends his arm as a ‘go for it’ gesture before going back to his studies.

Tyrone is about twenty minutes into his homework when he hears a knock at the his bedroom door. He looks over at the closed bathroom door for a moment before going to answer. It’s his mom of course and her face just reads annoyance. “Ty, can I please use your bathroom to finish getting ready. I stepped out of mine for one second and your father took it over.”

Tyrone’s heart drops into his stomach and he tries to hide his panic as he shakes his head. “No, um no you can’t right now, it’s a hot mess in there and I am just so embarrassed of the state that it is in, so no, you can’t use it.”

His mom wasn’t playing. Her lips went thin and her brows narrowed. “Son, Anna was just here yesterday to clean the house, how would your bathroom get that messy that quick?”

“Mud.” He answers, nodding his head quickly.

“Mud?” Adina repeats.

Tyrone isn’t very good a lying, he in fact sucks at it. Almost everyone sees through it, Tandy and his mom happened to be the masters of seeing through it. “Yeah, it’s really muddy in there right now.”

Adina rubs her temples and shakes her head. “I swear Tyrone- Anna said last time she cleaned your tub, it was filthy with some kind of leaves in it. If you went and did that again, I-”

“Do you have a spare toothbrush? Mine seems to have seen the street filth armageddon.” It doesn’t take his mom a beat as she pushes to door open to see a blonde girl standing in her son’s room in a towel. She didn’t see this girl walk through the front door, or had she ever met her before. “Ty?”

She finally looks up to see what made him go silent. Tandy clutches the towel a bit tighter around her chest. “Oh shit.” She squeaks. “Oh, uh- Hi Mrs. Johnson.”

Tyrone had to give it to her, for at least attempting to put the charm on. Adina looks as if she is about to explode though and for once, he senses a different kind of fear in Tandy. “You two, downstairs- I am getting your father, Tyrone.”