Disclaimer: no one mentioned belongs to me, I guarantee it.
Author's note: Matt almost never appears in my fics, so I thought I'd try it out...I don't know yet if this is going to have a serious or a funny tone.
Based on the episode "Those Freaky McGuires", obviously, but with a twist. Hope you enjoy!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
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Gordo rang the bell. He almost never came over unannounced or uninvited, but it didn't matter the few occasions that he did. The McGuires loved him. Which worked out well, because he loved the McGuires. Mrs. McGuire was a great mom, cheerful and fun, and a little bit scary sometimes, but only because she loved you and wanted the best. Matt was a bit like the little brother Gordo had never had, but with the added bonus of he didn't have to live with him. He wasn't as bratty as Lizzie had always made him out to be, but maybe that was because Gordo was a guy. And Mr. McGuire was the most awesome dad. He was a little nerdy, but could be a lot of fun and always had time for his family, unlike Gordo's own dad.
The door swung open, and Matt was there. "Gordo."
"Hey, Matt."
"She's not home, sorry."
"Do you know where she went?"
"I think she went to the mall with Miranda," Matt said, and Gordo felt a pang of hurt. They never went to the mall without him.
Gordo's pain was clearly showing on his face, because Matt smiled apologetically and said, "I think she had to get school supplies or something. She'll be back soon. Wanna come in? Dad and I were about to watch Iron Chef."
Mr. Gordon almost never watched TV, and when he did, it was always the History Channel or PBS. "Yeah, sure, if you don't mind."
"If I minded, I wouldn't have asked," Matt retorted, pushing the door open all of the way and starting into the living room.
Gordo let himself in and shut the door before following the youngest McGuire.
"Oh, hey, Gordo," Lizzie's dad said cheerfully. "Wanna watch Iron Chef with us?"
"Thanks," Gordo said, sitting down on the couch next to Matt.
The secret ingredient was yogurt, which was providing some interesting recipes. Matt was thrilled at the idea of the gross-out combinations, and his eyes were glued to the screen. You could practically see the wheels turning.
The phone rang with five minutes to the end of the episode. Mr. McGuire returned to the living room. "Guys, that was my work on the phone. I'll have to go in for awhile. Gordo, do you think you could stay and watch Matt until Jo and the girls get back?"
"Sure, Mr. M."
"Thanks. Let me know who wins, okay?" he said, cocking his head at the TV, then leaving. A minute later, they heard the front door shutting and his car pulling out of the driveway.
The boys stayed fixated on the television only until the end of the episode, then all but ran into the kitchen, struck with the same hormonal teenage male desire: food, and lots of it.
Gordo's head was submerged in the fridge, surveying its contents and gathering armfuls of supplies. When he removed himself, Matt had already set up the blender. "Got the yogurt?"
Gordo tossed a carton of cherry vanilla yogurt at Matt, who snatched it out of the air effortlessly. He dumped the entire cup in the blender, and started reciting a laundry list of ingredients, which Gordo wordlessly passed off, not minding playing sidekick to Matt's mastermind. As long as it was safe and non-messy, Gordo was in the clear.
"Ready?" Matt said, finger positioned on the 'frappe' button.
"How about we give it a little kick?" Gordo said, bizarre inspiration hitting him courtesy of Iron Chef. "I saw some jalapenos in the veggie drawer."
Matt tapped his chin in thought. "I like it. And if the smoothies suck, we can always talk Lizzie into drinking one."
Normally Gordo wouldn't have gone along with any of Matt's plans that had Lizzie on the receiving end, but this one was fairly harmless, and she and Miranda had gone to the mall without so much as a call to Gordo, so he agreed instantaneously. Matt eagerly fetched the jalapenos, then dropped two into the blender. "That ought to be enough, right?"
"I guess so."
Together they placed their fingers on the button. "Let there be LIFE!" Matt roared, and they engaged the blender.
It was a pinkish-brownish hue, but smelled pleasantly fruity. "What shall we call it?" Matt said, pouring it into two glasses.
"Supersonic Tonic, part two?" Gordo suggested.
Matt rolled his eyes. "Please."
"Oh, do you have any better ideas?"
The younger boy paused, and shrugged. "Okay, go with that. Cheers!" They clinked their glasses, and simultaneously took long swallows.
It was like an electric jolt to Gordo's body. He didn't think that two measly jalapeno peppers thrown in with gobs of yogurt and fruit would really make that much of a difference, but he felt so bizarre...
Gordo put down his glass...and found himself looking at Gordo.
"Matt..?" he said uncertainly.
"Yeah?" his own body answered, in his own voice.
"What's going on? You're me."
"Oh no, not AGAIN!" Matt bemoaned.
"What do you mean, 'again?'" Gordo asked.
Suddenly he remembered that day that Lizzie showed up to school dressed like Elton John and acting like anyone but herself...then the next day she didn't remember anything. It was starting to make sense, but it was just too weird. "So I'm you...and you're me?"
Matt-Gordo shrugged. "Looks that way."
"Well, what do you think did it?"
"Supersonic Tonic, part two, is my guess."
"We drank it at the same time," Gordo thought out slowly. "So if we did it again, do you think it would reverse itself?"
"Didn't work that way the last time," Matt-Gordo said. "We're probably stuck like this for awhile."
"'Stuck?' We can't be stuck. We have school tomorrow, and..."
The front door opened. "Sam? Matt? We're home!"
Lizzie, Miranda, and Mrs. McGuire paraded into the kitchen, completely not noticing that the two men with food spread out on the island were not two McGuire men, but one McGuire and one Gordon, in mismatching bodies. Immediately Lizzie and Miranda went to the fridge.
"Nice of you guys to invite me," Gordo said sourly.
"Uh! Like we'd ever invite you to the mall with us, worm," Lizzie retorted.
It was like a stab to the heart. Why was Lizzie being so mean all of a sudden?
Someone elbowed Gordo in the side, and he turned to look into his own face. Oh, yeah. She was mean because he was Matt.
This was going to take some getting used to.
Then a thought struck him. What if he stayed in Matt's body forever, and he never got to hang out with Lizzie again?
Wait a minute. He was in Matt's body. He got to live with her!
This wasn't looking that bad...
Lizzie turned around and saw Matt-Gordo. "Gordo! What are you doing here?"
"Babysitting," Gordo said, and they looked at him. "Me."
"Yeah, um, there was a call from work, and Dad had to leave," Matt filled in quickly.
"Dad?"
"Your dad. I said your dad."
Gordo and Matt glanced at each other, worried.
"Oh, well, thanks, Gordo," Mrs. McGuire said, patting Matt-Gordo's shoulder.
"Not a problem. Matt is so charming and delightful."
Lizzie raised an eyebrow at this, and Gordo looked at his pseudo self with a glare daring him to try that again. Finally Lizzie moved her gaze to the blender. "You guys made smoothies?" she asked, reaching for the blender.
"NO!" Matt and Gordo chorused loudly. "You don't want to drink that," Gordo told her. "It has jalapenos in it."
Abruptly she retracted her hand. "Gross me out. I won't even ask. We're going upstairs, Mom."
"Okay, honey."
Lizzie and Miranda started for the stairs, Gordo following closely behind. At the foot of the staircase, Lizzie glared at him. "Uh, excuse me, you weren't invited."
Right. He wasn't himself. He looked at Matt-Gordo worriedly, but he only shrugged and followed the girls.
Gordo hovered at the bottom of the staircase, uncertain of what to do with himself. Finally he settled for going up to Matt's room and lying down to think it all out.
Author's note: Matt almost never appears in my fics, so I thought I'd try it out...I don't know yet if this is going to have a serious or a funny tone.
Based on the episode "Those Freaky McGuires", obviously, but with a twist. Hope you enjoy!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
Gordo rang the bell. He almost never came over unannounced or uninvited, but it didn't matter the few occasions that he did. The McGuires loved him. Which worked out well, because he loved the McGuires. Mrs. McGuire was a great mom, cheerful and fun, and a little bit scary sometimes, but only because she loved you and wanted the best. Matt was a bit like the little brother Gordo had never had, but with the added bonus of he didn't have to live with him. He wasn't as bratty as Lizzie had always made him out to be, but maybe that was because Gordo was a guy. And Mr. McGuire was the most awesome dad. He was a little nerdy, but could be a lot of fun and always had time for his family, unlike Gordo's own dad.
The door swung open, and Matt was there. "Gordo."
"Hey, Matt."
"She's not home, sorry."
"Do you know where she went?"
"I think she went to the mall with Miranda," Matt said, and Gordo felt a pang of hurt. They never went to the mall without him.
Gordo's pain was clearly showing on his face, because Matt smiled apologetically and said, "I think she had to get school supplies or something. She'll be back soon. Wanna come in? Dad and I were about to watch Iron Chef."
Mr. Gordon almost never watched TV, and when he did, it was always the History Channel or PBS. "Yeah, sure, if you don't mind."
"If I minded, I wouldn't have asked," Matt retorted, pushing the door open all of the way and starting into the living room.
Gordo let himself in and shut the door before following the youngest McGuire.
"Oh, hey, Gordo," Lizzie's dad said cheerfully. "Wanna watch Iron Chef with us?"
"Thanks," Gordo said, sitting down on the couch next to Matt.
The secret ingredient was yogurt, which was providing some interesting recipes. Matt was thrilled at the idea of the gross-out combinations, and his eyes were glued to the screen. You could practically see the wheels turning.
The phone rang with five minutes to the end of the episode. Mr. McGuire returned to the living room. "Guys, that was my work on the phone. I'll have to go in for awhile. Gordo, do you think you could stay and watch Matt until Jo and the girls get back?"
"Sure, Mr. M."
"Thanks. Let me know who wins, okay?" he said, cocking his head at the TV, then leaving. A minute later, they heard the front door shutting and his car pulling out of the driveway.
The boys stayed fixated on the television only until the end of the episode, then all but ran into the kitchen, struck with the same hormonal teenage male desire: food, and lots of it.
Gordo's head was submerged in the fridge, surveying its contents and gathering armfuls of supplies. When he removed himself, Matt had already set up the blender. "Got the yogurt?"
Gordo tossed a carton of cherry vanilla yogurt at Matt, who snatched it out of the air effortlessly. He dumped the entire cup in the blender, and started reciting a laundry list of ingredients, which Gordo wordlessly passed off, not minding playing sidekick to Matt's mastermind. As long as it was safe and non-messy, Gordo was in the clear.
"Ready?" Matt said, finger positioned on the 'frappe' button.
"How about we give it a little kick?" Gordo said, bizarre inspiration hitting him courtesy of Iron Chef. "I saw some jalapenos in the veggie drawer."
Matt tapped his chin in thought. "I like it. And if the smoothies suck, we can always talk Lizzie into drinking one."
Normally Gordo wouldn't have gone along with any of Matt's plans that had Lizzie on the receiving end, but this one was fairly harmless, and she and Miranda had gone to the mall without so much as a call to Gordo, so he agreed instantaneously. Matt eagerly fetched the jalapenos, then dropped two into the blender. "That ought to be enough, right?"
"I guess so."
Together they placed their fingers on the button. "Let there be LIFE!" Matt roared, and they engaged the blender.
It was a pinkish-brownish hue, but smelled pleasantly fruity. "What shall we call it?" Matt said, pouring it into two glasses.
"Supersonic Tonic, part two?" Gordo suggested.
Matt rolled his eyes. "Please."
"Oh, do you have any better ideas?"
The younger boy paused, and shrugged. "Okay, go with that. Cheers!" They clinked their glasses, and simultaneously took long swallows.
It was like an electric jolt to Gordo's body. He didn't think that two measly jalapeno peppers thrown in with gobs of yogurt and fruit would really make that much of a difference, but he felt so bizarre...
Gordo put down his glass...and found himself looking at Gordo.
"Matt..?" he said uncertainly.
"Yeah?" his own body answered, in his own voice.
"What's going on? You're me."
"Oh no, not AGAIN!" Matt bemoaned.
"What do you mean, 'again?'" Gordo asked.
Suddenly he remembered that day that Lizzie showed up to school dressed like Elton John and acting like anyone but herself...then the next day she didn't remember anything. It was starting to make sense, but it was just too weird. "So I'm you...and you're me?"
Matt-Gordo shrugged. "Looks that way."
"Well, what do you think did it?"
"Supersonic Tonic, part two, is my guess."
"We drank it at the same time," Gordo thought out slowly. "So if we did it again, do you think it would reverse itself?"
"Didn't work that way the last time," Matt-Gordo said. "We're probably stuck like this for awhile."
"'Stuck?' We can't be stuck. We have school tomorrow, and..."
The front door opened. "Sam? Matt? We're home!"
Lizzie, Miranda, and Mrs. McGuire paraded into the kitchen, completely not noticing that the two men with food spread out on the island were not two McGuire men, but one McGuire and one Gordon, in mismatching bodies. Immediately Lizzie and Miranda went to the fridge.
"Nice of you guys to invite me," Gordo said sourly.
"Uh! Like we'd ever invite you to the mall with us, worm," Lizzie retorted.
It was like a stab to the heart. Why was Lizzie being so mean all of a sudden?
Someone elbowed Gordo in the side, and he turned to look into his own face. Oh, yeah. She was mean because he was Matt.
This was going to take some getting used to.
Then a thought struck him. What if he stayed in Matt's body forever, and he never got to hang out with Lizzie again?
Wait a minute. He was in Matt's body. He got to live with her!
This wasn't looking that bad...
Lizzie turned around and saw Matt-Gordo. "Gordo! What are you doing here?"
"Babysitting," Gordo said, and they looked at him. "Me."
"Yeah, um, there was a call from work, and Dad had to leave," Matt filled in quickly.
"Dad?"
"Your dad. I said your dad."
Gordo and Matt glanced at each other, worried.
"Oh, well, thanks, Gordo," Mrs. McGuire said, patting Matt-Gordo's shoulder.
"Not a problem. Matt is so charming and delightful."
Lizzie raised an eyebrow at this, and Gordo looked at his pseudo self with a glare daring him to try that again. Finally Lizzie moved her gaze to the blender. "You guys made smoothies?" she asked, reaching for the blender.
"NO!" Matt and Gordo chorused loudly. "You don't want to drink that," Gordo told her. "It has jalapenos in it."
Abruptly she retracted her hand. "Gross me out. I won't even ask. We're going upstairs, Mom."
"Okay, honey."
Lizzie and Miranda started for the stairs, Gordo following closely behind. At the foot of the staircase, Lizzie glared at him. "Uh, excuse me, you weren't invited."
Right. He wasn't himself. He looked at Matt-Gordo worriedly, but he only shrugged and followed the girls.
Gordo hovered at the bottom of the staircase, uncertain of what to do with himself. Finally he settled for going up to Matt's room and lying down to think it all out.