Auslly One Shots

Jack's Flaps

By skwirelygurli

They're walking past on their way back to the Sonic Boom when he sees it.

He doesn't notice it at first, too absorbed in what Ally is saying. She's talking to him about a new idea for a song. She's humming him a tune.

Then it hits him.

Jack's Flaps, now open.

The smell of pancakes wafts out the open doors. He peers in the window. There's a free booth in the corner. It's almost as if it is waiting for him.

Too bad he just ate lunch.

She's asked him a question. It's obvious that he didn't hear her. He's not responding, hypnotized by the stack of pancakes being set on the table.

"Austin, are you even paying attention?" she asks. He could lie. He could nod and tell her it's a great song, because they always are.

"Sorry Ally. I got distracted." he grabs the sides of her waist and directs her gaze to the store window. "An entire restaurant, dedicated to pancakes!"

He rests his head on her shoulder and sighs. It tickles the back of her ear. It distracts her. She nearly forgets the tune in her head.

"Come on. We can come back tomorrow for breakfast," she offers. He squeezes her in a backwards hug.

Austin Moon has a breakfast date with Ally Dawson.

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November 17: Banana Pancakes

He cannot believe he got up this early on a Saturday. He's sharing a booth with Ally, his nose buried in the menu.

"Fourteen flavors! I cannot believe they have fourteen flavors." The booth can barely contain his excitement.

She sets her menu down. "Which one are you going to pick?"

"I might as well start at the top of the list," he shrugs.

The waitress comes to take their order. He orders banana and Ally asks for buttermilk. The most boring, safe choice on the menu.

While they wait for their order she pulls out her book. "I had an idea for the chorus."

"Let's hear it," he prompts. They talk until their order arrives. Then Ally knows she's lost all his attention to the pancakes, and she shuts her book, keeping it far away from the syrup.

"We should do this again," he tells her as he cuts into the second pancake.

She agrees.

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November 24: Peanut Butter Pancakes

He cannot believe he got up this early two Saturdays in a row. He looks across the booth to Ally, who is stifling a yawn.

He makes eye contact with her. He recognizes the look on her face.

She was caught.

"Sorry, I was up late making some final adjustments to the song. I want it to be perfect for when you go on the Helen show." She slides a sheet over to him. "Hopefully this time I won't bring down the set."

He laughs.

"You'll be fine Ally. I promise." He puts one hand on top of hers reassuringly.

The waitress comes over and he's quick to remove his hand. Peanut butter pancakes are placed in front of him. He digs in, looking over to her buttermilk ones.