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read me my rights | teddy & mac
Teddy had moved around a lot. His mom had passed when he was little, before he even had a chance to remember her face, and his father was an active duty military man who had done his very best to protect him – even if that meant he had to uproot their life every year and move to a different state or even country for work. He had started growing tired of the wandering at the age of about seven, but luckily Theodore had developed a set of self-deprecating humor and his own unique skills that made the moving bearable because, unfortunately, the moving never really seemed to stop. There had been a minor slip-up in Oklahoma City one rather boring summer when Teddy was about 20. As a wolf without a pack or even a permanent home, his father usually kept the beast in Teddy tame by investing in homes with basements and heavy duty padlocks. One accident had led to another and before Teddy knew it, he was on the run from wolf hunters. It was a whole thing. They hadn’t bothered him in years, however, and when Teddy knew it was time to let some roots settle, there was no doubt in his mind that it would be in Naperville. It was his mother’s hometown. From culinary school in Chicago, Teddy knew he wasn’t too keen on working in a restaurant. He wanted roots, of course, but not too many. His investment in a food truck had sort of been a random purchase, but one he didn’t regret too much. No matter where you parked, hungry people would come – that was always a given. One of those hungry consumers? Addison Mackenzie. She was stunning. She’d actually been one of the truck’s very first customers – completely by accident. He’d come back from a bathroom break to find her yelling at one of his employees, a kid he’d hired straight out of high school, about being parked too close to a fire zone. His employee had been scared shitless. He found it pretty amusing. He shoved his sunglasses higher up on his nose, leaning over the truck’s window, shooting her a smirk as she got out of her car and walked over his direction. “Officer,” he greeted in what appeared to be a teasing tone but was actually just pure amusement. “Looking lovely as usual. I’m not in a fire zone again, am I?” If it wasn’t so outrageously illegal, he probably would have done it just to get her attention.
There were few instances in life that could make Addison Mackenzie act like anything other than the professional, tough, cop woman who would tackle a man to the ground without a second thought that she was. And unfortunately for Addison, Teddy Morris was one of those few things.
Things between them had started out normally enough. She’d almost arrested him for being parked in a fire zone but ended up forgetting the ticket completely as he swept her off her feet with those blue eyes, tussled hair, charmingly crooked smile and amazing BLT.
The rest was history.
Since then, she’d lost any sort of self control or dignity really, as she came up with any sort of excuse that would end up in her getting to visit his truck on a weekly basis. It was like watching a train wreck. It was tragic and painful, but you just couldn’t look away. She was watching herself make a fool of herself in front of him over and over again, and yet she couldn’t seem to help it. When he smiled at her, or god even worse, when he made her a sandwich with those secret magic tricks of his… she couldn’t help but turn into a blushing, giggling, little girl with a crush.
It was humiliating.
And yet, she found herself, once again, heading to his usual spot on her off day for a late dinner. She probably should have worried some about how ridiculously obvious she was being, but as she stepped out of her car and was immediately greeted by his usual smirk, all ability to think rationally disappeared entirely. “Flattery when I’m off duty isn’t going to do you any good when I am on duty next week, Teddy.” she replied, stuffing her hands into the back pockets of her white shorts as she approached his truck, grinning up at him.
Honestly, how was a girl supposed to not drool all over him when he looked like that? With his sunglasses, and perfectly messed up hair. It was just not fair on so many levels. “But if you’re lucky, it might just get you an extra quarter or two in the tip jar.” she teased, or at least tried to tease right back. Everybody knew she always left at least two or three dollars more than the usual customer whenever Teddy was working.
Without even taking his eyes off of the approaching brunette, Teddy began to snap his fingers at his only other employee to signal that he should get up off his ass and start making the lady a sandwich. Which would have been weird if he hadn’t already secretly changed the name of his BLTs to the Officer Mac Special. The kid knew the drill by this point – whenever the hot cop came around he had to get up and start cooking while Teddy flirted away. Technically, he did owe him at this point – Teddy let him pretend that he owned the food truck to impress a bunch of teenage girls last weekend. Oh to be young and in love, right? "Uh, flattery gets you everywhere, Officer Mackenzie," he jested, smirk still in place. "How else do you explain me getting out of that ticket? You were pretty keen on writing me up, I had to flirt my way out of it with your partner." Which, okay, if he hadn't been lucky with Addison, it might have been his next logical step. Teddy took a look behind him to make sure his compadre was going at it, making his favorite customer a sandwich before he turned back to her with a small, dopey smile. "How about I turn over the old tip jar and see about takin' you out to a restaurant that isn't on wheels?" he offered up in perhaps the most shit-eating sincerity he could muster while still sounding totally kidding just in case he misread the situation and she decided to chomp down on his heart just like a BLT special. "I'll even wear a shirt without grease stains on it. You can stay in uniform, if you want. Easy access to a taser is totally understandable."
Jake Gyllenhaal and Chris Pratt attend Spike TV’s Guys Choice 2015 at Sony Pictures Studios on June 6, 2015 in Culver City, California.
read me my rights | teddy & mac
Teddy had moved around a lot. His mom had passed when he was little, before he even had a chance to remember her face, and his father was an active duty military man who had done his very best to protect him – even if that meant he had to uproot their life every year and move to a different state or even country for work. He had started growing tired of the wandering at the age of about seven, but luckily Theodore had developed a set of self-deprecating humor and his own unique skills that made the moving bearable because, unfortunately, the moving never really seemed to stop. There had been a minor slip-up in Oklahoma City one rather boring summer when Teddy was about 20. As a wolf without a pack or even a permanent home, his father usually kept the beast in Teddy tame by investing in homes with basements and heavy duty padlocks. One accident had led to another and before Teddy knew it, he was on the run from wolf hunters. It was a whole thing. They hadn’t bothered him in years, however, and when Teddy knew it was time to let some roots settle, there was no doubt in his mind that it would be in Naperville. It was his mother’s hometown. From culinary school in Chicago, Teddy knew he wasn’t too keen on working in a restaurant. He wanted roots, of course, but not too many. His investment in a food truck had sort of been a random purchase, but one he didn’t regret too much. No matter where you parked, hungry people would come – that was always a given. One of those hungry consumers? Addison Mackenzie. She was stunning. She’d actually been one of the truck’s very first customers – completely by accident. He’d come back from a bathroom break to find her yelling at one of his employees, a kid he’d hired straight out of high school, about being parked too close to a fire zone. His employee had been scared shitless. He found it pretty amusing. He shoved his sunglasses higher up on his nose, leaning over the truck’s window, shooting her a smirk as she got out of her car and walked over his direction. “Officer,” he greeted in what appeared to be a teasing tone but was actually just pure amusement. “Looking lovely as usual. I’m not in a fire zone again, am I?” If it wasn’t so outrageously illegal, he probably would have done it just to get her attention.
theodore morris
unlike most of my other characters he’s a pretty functional member of society
chef by day wolf by night amateur comedian in-between
is he a wolf or is he a puppy we just don’t know
#ladykillah
jk he totally respects the ladies
everyone call him teddy because ted is stupid and theodore is old and boring
brought his car insurance up by like 200 dollars a month just so officer mac of chicago pd could pull him over #confirmed
mom was hunted by wolf hunters and his human father did the best he could trying to *protect him
*aka he padlocked doors and hoped for the best
crazy redneck hunters ended up on his ass for a few years but he managed to outrun them
and now he’s in naperville, yay!
went to culinary school in chicago before finding a job in naperville in his momma’s hometown
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