While Shawn's shorter hair was something to get used to after knowing him with longer hair for so long, Zoey was certainly wasn't complaining as her fingers tangled into the spiky strands.
Zoey sat on Shawn's lap in the courtyard, sitting at a table with Cory and Topanga.
The engaged couple kissed hungrily. At first the kiss starts off slow, with just a slight peck, and turned into a make out session. Zoey didn't know how Shawn was doing it, but she felt on fire just from the touch of his lips. His hands roam down her sides, resting on the curve of her hips.
"Shawn, I think I've discovered a new taste treat." Cory said.
"Cory do you mind? I'm in the middle of-" Shawn was interrupted when Cory shoved a piece of food into his mouth. "Mmm! Cheesy." He gave Zoey a pour. "Prove that you love me."
Zoey smirked. "Oh, I will."
Zoey wrapped her hands around Shawn's neck as he kissed her. She responded with such enthusiasm that he taken aback at first. The world around them was meaningless.
"Look at her. Like a Waterpik, this one." Cory said, gesturing to the engaged couple. He turned to his wife. "How come you never licked the food off my teeth?"
"Cause we're married now. I don't have to." Topanga answered simply before she returned to her magazine. "Okay, Cory, this is your last question - do you ever have difficulty performing in bed?"
Cory smirked. "Why don't you tell me?"
Topanga laughed. "Yes."
"Hey! Topanga!" Cory hissed.
"Alright, everyone. Let's tabulate our scores." Topanga insisted.
Shawn and Zoey groaned when they pulled apart as they waited for their result.
Cory leaned towards his wife. "Hey! Last night, I had a stummyache. You didn't take care of me, by the way."
"Alright, let's see who's gonna live the longest." Topanga continued, ignoring her husband.
"Peaches, I can't help but notice you're ignoring me." Cory stated.
"Shawn and Zoey are going to live well into their eighty's. According to this, I should live to be a hundred." Topanga announced excitedly. "This is gun!"
"What about me? What about my longevity?" Cory wondered.
"Okay, Cory, you got...." Topanga trailed off as she looked for the results. "Hmm. Good for you, honey."
Cory smiled. "Good for Cor! I'm gonna live to be a hundred, too."
"No. You've proved these people wrong by being alive right now." Topanga explained.
"Let me see that." Cory demanded, grabbing the magazine.
Shawn sighed. "Cory, it's just a magazine."
"Yeah, you're not gonna take this seriously, are you?" Zoey asked.
"You guys wanna know what's weird about this? Is that all of a sudden, I can't feel my legs." Cory said dramatically.
"Oh, here we go." Shawn and Zoey muttered in unison.
"My life just got really bad." Topanga added.
"Honey, your husband can't feel his legs! What are we gonna do about this?!" Cory wondered.
"Movie?" Topanga suggested. "Anyone want to see a movie?"
"Wait a minute! If you're not gonna take care of me now, who's gonna take care of me when I get old?" Cory questioned.
Topanga rolled her eyes as she stood up from the table.
"Movie!" Zoey agreed, standing up from Shawn's lap.
Shawn smirked. "Ooh! It'll be dark in a movie theatre."
"Mhmm." Zoey muttered as she grabbed her fiancée's hand, following Topanga into the Student Union.
••••
After the movies, Topanga invited Shawn and Zoey over for some pizza in their new established dorm room. After Topanga and Cory struggled for a while, wondering why their parents refuse to help them, but eventually realize they're capable of doing things on their own as a married couple.
The dorm was beautiful.
Shawn and Zoey sat on the yellow couch, eating pizza as they waited for Cory to return from the doctors appointment.
"He's been planning his funeral. I do the eulogy and Zoey gets to light the eternal flame." Shawn informed, referring to Cory.
"This is all my fault. I should have never given him that stupid Couples Quiz." Topanga said, pacing around the small space.
"What did the doctor say?" Zoey wondered.
"He stopped off there to get his test results back." Topanga explained. She then began to hesitate for a moment. "But what if he actually finds out there's something wrong with him?"
"Oh, there's something wrong with him." Zoey admitted simply.
"She means here." Shawn said, tapping on his temple.
"I know what she means! Don't you think I know what she means? I know he's crazy! I know everything. Do you wanna know what he won't let me touch? 'No, not there! I might get cancer'." Topanga told them.
"Where?" Shawn asked, placing a hand on Zoey's arm.
"Topanga, what if there actually is something wrong with him?" Zoey questioned.
Topanga groaned. "Oh, please, he's just doing this because he's afraid I'm not gonna take care of him when he's eighty. He's just doing this to get attention."
"He is?" Zoey asked.
Topanga nodded. "Yes."
"Well, why don't you just five it to him?" Shawn wondered.
"Because I'd rather give him attention for acting normal." Topanga replied.
"Topanga, we know that's never gonna happen." Zoey said truthfully.
"You're right. It's not. I married a nut. But aside from that, there's absolutely nothing wrong with him." Topanga assured.
The front door open to reveal Cory on the other side with a weary expression.
"Hello, everyone." Cory greeted nervously.
"And here we are in hell." Topanga muttered under her breath.
Cory closed the door and leaned against it. "I'm glad you're all here today."
"Cory... is there something wrong?" Zoey asked with raised eyebrows.
"Well, as you all know, I just came from the doctor." Cory replied.
"You have something?" Topanga questioned.
Cory nodded his head. "Yes. I have something. You all made fun of me, but I have something, alright." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. "It's all right here." He passed the paper to Topanga. "You're my wife. You have the right to know first."
Once Cory handed Topanga the piece of paper he dramatically went over and sat by the window. Shawn and Zoey looked over at Topanga who unfolded the piece of paper and began reading it.
"What's it say?" Shawn asked.
"He has Hypochondria." Topanga announced. "Chronic and severe Hypochondria."
"That's right. I'm a Hypochondriac." Cory said, his voice breaking.
"Cory, it means that there's nothing wrong with you. It means you create stuff in your head." Topanga explained.
Cory stood up and pulled out a bottle of medication. "Yes, well, he gave me these placebos."
"Placebos are what they give to crazy people like you to make them think they're being cured of something they don't have!" Shawn exclaimed.
Cory stared at Shawn in disbelief. "Hey! I have to be on these for the rest of my life!!"
Shawn sighed and turned to his fiancee. "Okay, so.. what's up for tonight? Movie?"
"Movie." Zoey agreed.
The engaged couple stood up from the couch and walked out of the apartment together.
"Wait up!" Topanga called, walking out into the hallway. "I don't care what that magazine said. He's gonna outlive all of us! But if he thinks that I'm gonna take care of him for the rest of his life, he's nuts!"
"Of course he is." Shawn told her.
"That's why you married him." Zoey added.
Topanga sighed and leaned against the door. Shawn and Zoey gave each other a smile before they went out to go to the movies.
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PUBLISHED: March 23, 2019
WORDS: 1267