Tedgens Fanfic

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A.N. It's 1:21 AM this is going to suck.

Henry left Emma in the lab and went to go get something. In reality he just wanted to make sure Ted didn't drink all of his booze.

So he made his way back to the bar (At This point I began to laugh about Quirrelmort. You've gotta love sleep deprivation). There sat Ted in all his glory. And he truly was glorious. With that slick black hair and his cute little mustache and his- Henry stopped his thoughts there.
Anywhoooo, the older man noticed how Ted had almost finished the while bottle at this point(I don't know Alchehol okay?). Deciding that, that wasn't good, Henry took the bottle away from the man.

"Dude!", Ted complained as the bottle was pulled from his hands.

"I think you've had enough", The professor said setting the bottle aside.

"I'm not even drunk yet"

"If you're not say the Alphabet backwards(literally this easiest thing ever) and walk in a straight(He can't do that Henry) line"

"Z Y X W V U T S R Q P O N M L K J I H G F E D C B A", Ted said and then stood up. Of course he couldn't walk in a straight line(*Laughs at joke for the second time*), he was wasted. Not that Henry needed to know that.

Hidgens would have to admit that he was very impressed by Ted's ability to pretend to be sober. Impressed and a bit curious on where he learned to do that. After Ted was done Henry walked up to him.

He held up a device, "Here"

"You have a breathalyzer?"

"Duh", The professor replied like this was the most common thing to ever occur. Anyways, Ted did as he was asked.

"It's not that bad", The man defended himself.

He wasn't wrong. If it was just down by a tad bit, Ted could legally drive. Henry was thinking this when Ted said.

"Is there something you needed, Professor?"

You, Henry thought but would never say that out loud, it would just be so unprofessional and weird. "Just wanted to check on you, and my booze. Also, you can call me Henry"

"Okay, Henry, I don't think we're formally introduced. My name is Ted Richards", He said holding his hand out.

The professor shook it, "Henry Hidgens"

"So, don't you have to go back to the lab or something?", Ted asked, not really wanting thd professor to leave, he's just amazing at changing the subject, can't you tell by this whole exchange?

"Emma's got it covered for now", Hidgens replied. He didn't miss the small smile that appeared on Ted's lips(I almost typed Joey).

"In that case, care to have a drink with me?"

"Why not?", Henry said grabbing to glasses and the Alchehol. He sat down at the bar thingy and poured the glasses.

"Tell me about yourself", Ted said, enjoying listening to the professor's deep, deep voice.

"Well, I'm a biology professor at the local college, I like to write, I'm prepared for the apocalypse, and I love Musical theater"

"So, you're enjoying what's going on right now?"

"No, this is terrible. I can't get behind what the plot is supposed to be"

"I don't know. But I get it. I like theater too. Though you couldn't tell by looking at me"

"You do? What's your favorite show?", Henry asked taking a sip of his drink.

"West Side Story", Ted said Immediately (If you don't get it, get out. I'm kidding. I think).

"That's a good show. I'm actually writing a show right now", Hidgens casually slipped in.

"About what?", Ted asked intrigued by the growing enigma that is Henry Hidgens.

This resulted in a thirty minute conversation. They passed ideas back and forth and even, drunkenly, sang songs. There's no other way wither of them would like to spend the apocalypse, but Like most things, the night must come to an end.

It was all Emma's fault if you ask Ted. She needed the professor's help. So what? Ted just needed the professor. There's something about thd man that makes his heart skip a beat(AJ/Brian skipping around).

After Henry left, leaving a unfinished Working Boys script with Ted, the man put away the alcohol and began to read it. He had to admit even with the sucky plot, the writing was fantastic!

Word Count: 739

I'm gonna pretend that all of this made sense. It's now 1:53 AM so it took me 34 minutes to write this and I'm sure it shows. Also, I'm not ever going to fix this chapter. Even if I edit this book, this chapter will stay how it is because it's just so funny to me.

Edit: I was re-reading because I wanted to and plus I don't read it as I write, and I saw that it said ths instead of this so I fixed and then the bold went away. Just like immediate Karma.