Poisoned Waffles (Mcnamawyer)
A fluffy Mcnamawyer (Veronica X Heather McNamara) based on a deleted scene from Parks and Recreation. No triggers just cute!
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Veronica sighed with a smile as the front door closed behind her. A mixture of exhaustion at work and relief to be home swirled inside her. Of course the relief overpowered any fatigue she might have, she had made it through today with the single hopeful thought that if she got through all the meetings and paperwork she could come home to her wife and the triplets. That was a thought that got her through even the worst interactions with her sexist boss, who she regularly got the urge to punch in the face. She held back for her family and because despite her superior being a pig this was her dream job. Editor at the Wall Street Journal. Diary entries, forgeries and faked suicide notes weren’t exactly portfolio material but did turn out to be excellent practice for a real writing gig.
Veronica stuck her head into the kitchen where she found her wife cooking. The sweetest girl who (unlike a certain unmentionable ex) was the most honest person Veronica had ever met, besides maybe Martha. And not the Chandler brutal honesty. Heather McNamara was such a blessed sight Veronica had to come up behind her and wrap her arms around her waist. McNamara jumped but relaxed when she realised it was Veronica who was greeting her.
“Hey McNamara.” Veronica purred and pressed a kiss to her wife’s cheek. All these years and she still rarely referred to Heather by her first name. Probably because of the other two girls by that name who Veronica didn’t care for.
“Hey Ronnie!” Heather turned off the stove so she could turn and properly return Veronica’s embrace. Veronica wasn’t up for more kissing though since she collapsed into Heather’s arms and would probably be on the floor if Heather wasn’t there to catch her. “Long day?” Heather stroked Veronica who nodded into her chest.
“Too long.” Veronica mumbled before straightening up and getting a better look at McNamara’s sunny face and cute yellow clothes. It really was all worth it to get back to her. “What are you up to?” Veronica asked casually but noticed a mischievous smirk on McNamara’s face indicating she was probably up to something.
“Nothing…”Heather sang in way that made it obvious she was.
“What have you done now?” Veronica sighed, hoping to god she hadn’t got Martha’s (little Martha, the only girl of the triplets) ears pierced when Veronica had told her no.
“I made mac and cheese!” Heather announced, sounding very proud of herself.
“Like your name MacNamara.” Veronica chuckled, it took Heather way too many seconds to figure out the joke and laugh too. Sweet, simple Heather.
“Ok but guess what, I am hiding broccoli in the mac and cheese to trick the kids into eating vegetables.”
“Well that’s what being a parent is all about. Helping your children. Through lies.” Heather stated matter-of-factly. Now Veronica had to rethink the “most honest person” thing. Now a confession came to Veronica’s mind, she wasn’t planning to tell heather but this feels like the right time.
“Well… not just your children.” Veronica mumbled but her words and her guilty face were there. No turning back now.
“I used to sneak vegetables into your waffles for years, way before we were married.” Veronica almost thought she could get away with this as a joke and didn’t realise the smile falling from Heather’s face.
“What?” Heather said with fury. Veronica was beginning to get scared but kept smiling nervously.
“Didn’t you ever wonder why there were seeds in your syrup?”
“You told me those were maple seeds.”
“Yeah… there’s no such thing.” Veronica started backing away because she was really getting scared of her wife now. She was staring to remind her of another Heather associated with red…
“Babe, they’re just vegetables and in my defence you did eat a lot of waffles!”
“I have never been so angry at anyone in my entire life! Not cool Sawyer!”
“Alright I’m sorry!” Veronica kept backing away with her hands raised in surrender but couldn’t help giggling under her breath at how cute McNamara looked when she was angry.
“Kids!” Heather called, “Come attack your mother!”
“No no, Mac please! Have mercy!” Veronica begged but it was too late. Martha, Damien and Hunter came flooding into the room and pounced Veronica, taking her down. Heather fought back a grin as she watched them all wrestling on the floor. Though poisoning her precious waffles was a jerk move, she still loved that nerd girl she married.
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