Fic: Kindergarten Woes - Kindergarten AU - Wesley\Charles
This one is for the lovely Nie and Tiere. They requested I continue the kindergarten au I originally wrote for papercutperfect so here it is in the full:
Papercutperfect’s fic, the one where Charles is a kindergarten teacher and Wesley enjoys crashing Charles’s classes;
Charles frowned disapprovingly at Wesley, hands on his hips. “Don’t say god damn, there are children present.”
The children mentioned giggled amongst themselves.
Wesley grinned. “Well shit, oh goddamn I said shit. Shit I said it again.” Wesley reckoned that Charles lost a strand of hair each time he swore in front of the children. “Have I said fuck yet?”
And there it was, the I’m going to throw your arse out the window look. Wesley loved that look. He firmly believed that Charles didn’t get angry enough, it wasn’t healthy.
"Wesley out. Now."
Wesley continued to grin, not moving.
He stomped at the urge to cackle in absolute delight.
"Wesley if you don’t leave this instant I swear I’ll —" Charles stopped midway, Wesley could see he only just remembered that there were children present, and composed himself. "I’ll deal with you when I get home now leave."
Wesley blew Charles a kiss, then left (absolutely pleased by the children’s pleas). Once outside Wesley laughed, and laughed. He didn’t stop until he was home and snuggled up in Charles’s favourite sweater and curled up on the couch. Tonight was going to be fun. Sex was always better when Charles was mad.
When Wesley finds out Charles wants to be a teacher, and Charles has his I’m not kidding face when he says it, Wesley claps him on the back and wishes him luck.
The first time Wesley crashes one of Charles’s classes is Charles’s second year. It’s the one year that the children are extra evil. It is also the year Charles comes home with constant headaches and that is just not on. So he crashes Charles’s class and boy was that fun.
He had never seen so many frightened faces before and it was only Charles’s firm push out of the classroom door that stops him from traumatising the little demons. At least Charles never had any problems after that.
After the first time Wesley just makes it a habit to come in and warn the little children that if they gave Charles any trouble he’d make sure Santa didn’t bring them any presents. They were all too young to assassinate, so this was the best option and, he thinks Charles wouldn’t be too happy with him if he went and killed off his class.
Most times Charles lets him hang around but eighty percent of that time Charles ends up kicking him out. He really should cut down on the swearing but pushing Charles’s buttons was too much fun and why bother censor himself, the kiddies were going to learn about them later anyway, better to start early.
"The little shit bit me!"
"Wesley he didn’t mean it, isn’t that right Hank?"
Hank, the little blue fluff ball, actually has the guts to look all innocent and shake his head and oh no he didn’t just shed a few tears! Bastard. Charles actually buys the act — which is bullshit — and Wesley ends up being the one in the naughty chair.
Oh there would be revenge.