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...
So the annual mascot stealing tradition was occurring over the past few days. Every night you went out past your curfew to see which mascots were stolen. So far your school, Westdale High, hadn't stolen their opponents mascot which was a goat. You were waiting in the shadows. Boredom got the best of you so you decided to light a cigarette (sorry if you aren't a smoker, I just needed an activity). The goat stood there in the dark eating it's way through everything.
The night slowly became colder and your leather jacket was beginning to be useless. The wind sent shivers down your spine. Suddenly you heard the door of the barn open signalling your cue to be quite. You were hidden in the shadows so hiding would've been pointless. As the person becomes closer you recognise the familia curly head of hair. Greg Brady, Captain of the football team. 'Wow didn't think goody two shoes here would be stealing the mascot' you think. His presence surprises you. "Well, well well" you begin to say startling the boy. He jumps and you continue to speak while revealing yourself. "Gregory Brady, otherwise known as Golden Child is stealing the mascot." His eyes widen seeing you. "Y/n what are you doing here!?" he replies with anxiety flowing through his voice. "Oh you know, seeing the mascots being stolen. And lets just say I was not expecting to see your pretty face here." You say putting your cigarette out and walking closer to him.
Being only inches away from him you can hear him gulp in fear. "If you tell anyone about this I'll-" "You'll what, report me to the cops?" a small laugh escapes your lips. "As if." You sass back. He stands there, frozen. You move away from him and begin untying the goat. "Well, are you going to stand there starring or allow me to help you steal this goat." He quickly realises his doings before scrambling to help you get the goat out of here. He seems abnormally quite. "So we taking her to your house?" you ask trying trying to brake the awkward silence. "Her?" he asks. "yeah, her name is Rochelle." you answer him as if its the most obvious thing in the world. "Yeah, she can stay at mine. I mean that was the original plan." Nervousness is clearly heard. Then the two of you begin walking to his house.
"What's the matter Gregory? are you scared or something?" you tease. A red tint appears on his cheeks. "No, no. I'm fine." you roll your eyes and continue to walk in silence. 'what a strange child' you think.
**time skip**
"Well this is me" Greg says. "Oh I know." "Oh. Well goodnight Y/n" He says opening the door. He's nearly fully in before you call him back. "Hey Greg." his head poke out the door. "Here have this." You hand him a scrunched up piece of paper. You felt weird doing this. It was if someone was controlling your behaviour. As your hands touched a small blush appeared on your face. You tried to hide your face as you didn't like being seen as vulnerable. You leant up to kiss his cheek then whispered "call me..." seductively in his ear. This unusual behaviour made you embarrassed so you of course turned around and quickly walked home.
No ones POV:
Y/n's flirty behaviour left Greg shocked. Never in a million years had he thought that the big bad y/n could be a softy. He stood dumbfounded at the door trying to process everything that had happened in the last hour. Finally he went inside to try and hide Rochelle and figure the next few days out.
The Epilogue... (also back to your POV)
The next morning you went to the Brady residence to check on Greg and Rochelle. You rang the doorbell. Not long after you were greeted by a woman with short brown hair. "Hello, what can I do for you?" she asked."Oh I'm Y/n- a good friend of Gregs'. May I please see him?" Your innocence was almost sickening. She nodded her head about to call him down. "Oh it's ok ma'am, I can just walk up to his room." You smiled and allowed you to proceed. You quickly ran up the stairs and found his bedroom. Trying to uphold your reputation you didn't knock on his door but just went straight in not caring about what state he could be in. After walking up those stairs you see Greg petting Rochelle and talking to her. He was so focused on the Goat he didn't see you. "You two have a fun night?" Your question scares him a little. You giggle at his response. "Shush, it was really hard to keep her from not eating everything." He replies sounding tired. You walked over to his bed joining him. "Well what can I say, if a girls gotta eat, then she's gotta eat." You both laugh at your answer. After you find each others eyes. This was the start of something beautiful.
