reynolds x maddy


what is so funny about that?
you wanted to be an accountant on the moon.
well, it made sense when i was six. (..) and i had a calculator, and i would hide under dining room table, pretending that i was on the moon.
adding things?
well, when you say it like that..
no, no, no, i didn’t mean to…
it was a dumb story.
no, i liked it.
it’s okay.

pink-starbursts  asked:

Reynolds x Maddy; making breakfast in the morning and there's not enough eggs for a proper omelet

“We’re out of eggs,” Maddy said as she pulled her head out of the refrigerator. 

“We can scramble-” Mark was interrupted by a guttural noise that was somewhere between a yelp and a growl. 

“It’s barely dawn, why are you in my house?” Jim Shannon finally managed to say. 

Mark looked down a quick moment confirming he had pants on, and looked nervously between his girlfriend and her father. Maddy though rolled her eyes. 

“He’s running to get some eggs, and you’re dreaming, he’s not actually here,” she said with an innocent smile. Jim glared at her a moment before he turned around and trudged back to his room.