ANYTHING YOU CAN DO I CAN DO BETTER(bree)

[garritt quience cromwell]

"Next time I'll just wait until you finish your damn class..." Gary said as he laid back on the mat he'd been using, his gaze followed the women who were leaving the yoga class before darting over the brunette who ran the class. A smile breaking out across his face, "I mean I may miss you Jenks but yoga just isn't my thing. And I'm convinced you made me do it in hopes I'd be easier to beat on the court."

"But your plan won't work!" He exclaimed as he sat up rather fast, getting light headed he had to take a second to regain his focus. Once it passed his eyes zeroed on her and he watched as she rolled up her mat, rolling off his he followed suit. Holding onto the rolled up mat he rose to his feet and went over to the gym bag he had brought along with him, unzipping it he pulled out a plastic tin filled with three brownies. "Soo I brought you something. And Donnie insisted on adding to it, like you need lots of sweets or something." Turning to face her he held it out for her to take, even if the treats looked tempting and he could go for one at the moment he knew the two would wind up wrestling over it.

Along with everything else she was carrying he added his mat to the pile, even though he was capable of carrying it himself he didn't thought she was rather strong and could handle the little mat. Hoisting the strap of his bag over his shoulder he coked his eyebrow up, "You ready to get your cute butt kicked?"

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[aubrey rose jenkins]

Yoga had it's advantages, like she didn't have to spend time behind the counter listening to people bitch, but she missed working with Donnie. Talking to his brother Gary online she'd tempted him with a game if he'd came to her yoga class, and as it began she almost thought he'd backed out. The man proved her wrong as he showed up and sat his mat down on the floor. Bree grinned as she watched him get into position, "nice of you to actually join us Mr. Cromwell," Bree called attention to him as everyone in the class looked at the male. She laughed as she continued to start counting their breathing again like she had to.

The class went smooth for most everyone, but Bree had to keep glancing over at Gary during some of the harder poses to watch him struggle. It was kind of hilarious even though she tried not to let him see her laughing. Soon enough the class was done and Bree got stuck with cleaning up, which meant picking up the spare mats people left around as well as the small stereo that played the soothing music. She'd much rather listen to something contemporary but apparantly that shit "sets a mood", all it did to her was make her want to sleep. "I almost thought you'd chickened out Cromwell," she walked over near him when her things were all picked up smirking as he stood. "Was it all that bad?" He wasn't in the advanced class so he had to appreciate that.

When he said he'd brought a treat Bree instantly looked down at the plastic tin that she could see through revealing the brownies. Her mouth dropped open some as her eyes lit up, "I knew I liked you for one reason or another," she teased as she nodded towards the top of the mound of things she had. She could balance it all, and even his mat as he threw that up there. "I'm always ready to kick someones ass." She laughed walking to put the things away.

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[garritt quience cromwell]

"Me? Chicken out?" His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked at her shocked by her words, his mouth slowly opening wide and he was sure his jaw had hit the floor. "I never back down from a challenge...and you know that Aubrey." He tried his best to sound like a parent scolding a child but couldn't stop the smile the spread across his face and the involuntary chuckle that shook his body, reaching over his hand found the top of her head and ruffled her chocolate locks. "Oh yes it was terrible. You did nothing to help me with wrestling." Yoga wasn't all that bad, it was just to dam slow for him and he almost found himself drifting off to sleep a few times during the class; he wasn't sure if she'd caught him nodding off or not.

Narrowing his eyes playful he began to tuck the tin in against his body so she couldn't get to it, even though she'd have to drop all she was holding on to in order to successfully wrestle it form him. Or so he convinced himself, "I think you meant to say, 'Gary you're my favorite ever!" He still didn't hand it over as he followed her while she put away everything in her arms, waiting until her hands were free to place the tin in her waiting eager hands. "You can try Bree but I don't see that happening in your near future." He stated pointedly as his head and rose and fell slowly to help emphasize his point, sure he might be a bit delusional since the girl was amazing at the sport but he wouldn't admit defeat until it happened.

Holding out his hand to usher her forward to lead the way he waited until she took her first step before the words tumbled out of his mouth, "Losers first." Grinning cheekily he kept a few paces behind her as he followed her to the gym, ready if at moments notice she tried to get behind him so he'd have to claim the title of loser; the competition already starting between the two.

[aubrey rose jenkins]

Gary, always a joker, but still as he messed up her hair he had her laughing. She did try to push his hand away though so she could fix her hair. "Don't ever have any children, you'd make the worst parental figure." She teased as she watched him laugh while scolding her. "Well if it's wrestling you wanted help with you should have just said so, I could have tackled you to the ground during downward facing dog, made you eat the mat." She laughed, no way if her and Gary got into a wrestling match would she be able to keep him pinned.

"I can't say that, we both know that Donnie's my favorite Cromwell, Kayla snatched you away from me and he's always been my right hand man. Should have stayed by my side instead of hers and things would be different," she teased, sticking her tongue out at him before she started to put her things away. Of course Gary knew his brother held a special place in her heart, but he still ranked fairly high on her list of exceptional people. When she finally got the tin she could feel the weight that'd been inside, not to mention she could see them, but instead of diving right into them she placed them on her things.

"How about this, winner gets the goodies?" Bree knew she'd win, or at least she hoped, so she was confident those treats would still be going home with her. She laughed as she side stepped around him to get infront, but as she heard his losers first comment she grinned looking back at him, "this is the only thing you'll be winning today, and you're still behind me, go figure." she joked as she walked slowly towards the gym waiting to make her move. She knew he wouldn't let her behind him, so when the gym was at the end of the hall and nobody was around she smirked pushing him back a few steps as she took off running, "winner gets ball first." she pushed herself running to the gym to try to beat him.

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[garritt quience cromwell]

Staying rooted in the spot she'd left him Gary's eyes followed his friend as he watched her carefully, his face a blank slate except for the look of confusion in his eyes. "We both know I didn't just mean favorite Cromwell. And I like to think there's more than enough of me to go around goofball." With his hands now free he reached out for her and pulled her into his arms, giving her small frame a squeeze as he held her close; while being careful not to smash the treats in her hands.

"I'd hate to rob you of those sweets so no we can work something else out." He assured her she'd get the treats as he already had another deal working in his head, "Like if I mean you gotta come over for dinner every Tuesday and Thursday, or we can all go out to eat. And if you win you gotta come over for dinner every Tuesday and Thursday, or we can all go out to eat." Gary couldn't help but grin at his own brilliance, it was a good bet either way though he could throw something else to sweeten the deal if she wasn't all for it.

Every step he took was a precise one, so he could remain behind her and in case he had to block her to keep her ahead of him. She had him chuckling with what she'd said, "Yeah well maybe for once I just wanted to be like every other guy in the city and stare at the hot yoga teacher's ass. So you say losing I say winning." His eyes were no where near her ass but that didn't matter, they were focused on her feet as they seemed to slow in pace. He tried to ready himself for whatever she threw at him but getting knocked slightly off balance he could only laugh before slowly following behind her.

Entering the gym Gary folded his arms over his chest, eyebrow cocked up as he looked Bree through narrowed eyes. "I hope you know you lost that. Since the rules were losers first." He set his bag off to the side, then made his way over to where she was.

[aubrey rose jenkins]

Bree thought about it for a second, and still she could not justify calling him the best ever. "I could name like ten people better than you," and if he asked her to they'd all be basketball players no doubt. She loved Gary though and hoped he knew that, and honestly to her he had to be one of the most decent and caring people she knew. A little dumb but weren't they all at one point or other? Bree gladly accepted the hug as she grinned against his shoulder squeezing him the best she could while still managing to hold onto the treats. She could not drop them, nope.

Bree burst out laughing at what he'd had in mind other than the treats, and after she calmed down she looked at him curiously. "So either way i'll either be coming over or we'll be going out a couple times a week?" She nodded, that could be arranged. It was so weird that since high school she hadn't spent much time with her friends, and even now Gary hung out with Kayla more than she did since they lived together. She figured that's just how after graduation went, you lost touch with your friends but made new ones in their replacement. "I would agree to that even without a game so come on, let's make it more interesting."

As they walked down the hall Bree again was laughing as he talked about her ass. "You mean all those guys in class don't want to learn all those awesome yoga stances? They'd rather just stare at this old thing?" Bree tapped her ass with her hand smirking as she turned so her back was facing away from him. "You were never like that though, I don't think you ever found me attractive in that way, did you?" He could have checked her out before but she never would have known it.

When she knew she'd lose the first game she started another, and when he reached the gym and said she lost she shook her head. "You made winning impossible so I had to cut my losses and start a fresh game."

[garritt quience cromwell]

It was a good thing Bree caught on to how the deal he had come up with would play out; she wasn't going to get out of it. Even if he had to drag all of them there it would happen, but he wouldn't be surprised if he was the first to forget. The grin on his face grew even more, if that was at all possible; possibly making him resemble the Cheshire cat, but he often smiled this broadly. "Well if you will still come then we can throw something else on the table. But what?" The grin vanished from Gary's face as he began to stroke his chin thoughtfully, truly trying to think up a better deal.

Trying to keep his composure, he was biting back the laughter that was trying to tumble out of him; his friend already had him shaking and emitting a muffled chuckle he couldn't lose it just yet. "Having already burst your bubble I'll keep popping more, yes! They just want to stare at that fine Jenkins ass." Some how he managed to get the words out with only a few bits of laughter sneaking in there. When she mentioned how he was his couldn't help but wonder, "Hell yeah I did!" He informed her rather bluntly, "But I still think you're attractive, sorry if you wanted me to kiss you right now cause I won't. You're my attractive friend who happens to be a girl that maybe once I drunken made out with...or was that in my head. Either way booze's fault." Gary through up his hands in the air as if to help prove his innocence, you could always blame things on alcohol; and teenage hormones, maybe.

"I'm sorry you lose. And I'm my brother sooo..." Going over near her he manged to trap her head in arm in vice grip, but not enough to hurt her just to keep her from getting away so his knuckles to rub against the top of her head; noogies were definitely in order. "...I won't let you win just because you say so. Admit defeat!"

[aubrey rose jenkins]

Bree nodded, of course she could come around more to visit, but as he asked what else should be tossed on the table she too became deep in thought. Moments later she snapped her finger figuring it out and getting his attention back. "The loser buys me a few drinks tonight," she smirked of course refering to herself as the winner. "Not at a bar or anything though, that scene is so played out...should be at one of our places, maybe even ordering a pizza, you know to get the whole hanging out weekly ball rolling."

Fine Jenkins ass, that should be on a bumper sticker it sounded so good, but it was hardly true in her opinion. She had much better features than her bum. Bree was rather shocked at first when he made the blunt remark, but hearing his ramblings she started to laugh shrugging off if they'd ever made out or not. "If we did it was so long ago I don't even remember," or maybe she did but she didn't want to bring anything up. These two were such great friends that even thinking about something like that happening between them was kind of odd. "I'm sure if it happened though you weren't all that bad a kisser," she teased patting him on the shoulder just toying with him.

Bree, after thinking she'd grown smarter and beat his little game, started to squirm when she felt him take hold of her in the stupid vice grip position. The noogie, well let's just say Bree was too busy laughing and squirming to find that childish move annoying, and as he told her to admit defeat she shook her head nudging it against his shoulder. "The only thing i'll ever admit to you is that i'm the better sport and you should just accept it." She smirked though he could hardly see her lips in this position, and it didn't help how much moving she was doing around (although moving was very uncomfortable). "So how about you let me go and i'll go easy on you on the court, at first."

[garritt quience cromwell]

It was probably the most comical thing to watch these two get so lost in their thoughts, both of them weren't the type to over think things. In most cases. And yet here they were giving an issue that didn't require nearly as much effort as they putting into it some serious consideration. Thankfully Bree was quicker than he was had him back with her at the snap of her finger; listening to her offer Gary's brow arched up slowly with every word she said. A lopsided grinning turning up the corner of his lip in amusement that she was overly confident in her abilities and would win. "Alright and if I win you buy and you have to strip to your underwear and go run out in that cold water at the beach."

"Aww you're adorable trying to get away from a wrestler...you should know that won't happen." Smirking as he watched her squirm around trying to break free Gary didn't let up and had no plans to let her go so easily; considering she was being stubborn and not admitting defeat he saw no reason to let her free just yet. "No you don't try to bribe me with going easy on me. You better treat me like those girls you played in school." His strange request had even him blinking in uncertainty that he'd actually said it, but he had seen her games and wouldn't enjoy a second of their game if she didn't try her hardest.

Releasing his hold on her Gary looked at her overly pleased with himself, his pale blue eyes locked on hair atop her head he'd managed to disarray from the uniformed look it'd been in; she might not care but it was rather humorous to stare at. "So go get the ball so I can kick your ass." His foot rose up behind him and lightly tapped her ass to send her on her way; a cheeky grin raising the corners of his lips, it was fun to tease her. I guess I should say kick it again." Gary stuck out his tongue, childish but he was a big kid after all.