I Swear People Better Not Leave Negative Reviews For This Upcoming Episode Because I’ll Be So Mad.

i saw where someone's head gets stuck in a pumpkin on the halloween episode of 911, and I'd LOVE if you wrote that buck was pranking tommy or something and gets his head stuck in a pumpkin. If not, it's fine!

I stopped writing a very serious fic to do this instead... and it was so worth it! Thank you for the idea!

“Evan?” Tommy called as he entered his house. He'd seen Evan's Jeep when he pulled up, which was a surprise. He was supposed to be on shift for another two hours, not that he was complaining.

The house was still dark, lit only by the lamp in the hall that he'd turned on when he left for his shift last night. “Evan, you here?”

“I- I'm here,” a muffled voice replied from the living room, quickly adding, “Don't come in the room, please!”

Tommy's eyebrows furrowed. “Baby? Are you- What's going on? Aren't you supposed to be working?”

“Chimney convinced everyone I was cursed,” Buck yelled back, his voice still sounding like he was talking through some sort of device. “Bobby let me leave early. I- I think he might be right.”

Tommy slowly moved closer to the living room, the floor creaking with each step. “What's going on, Evan? You're freaking me out a little bit.”

“Okay, I-” Buck sighed. “Just don't laugh at me!”

“I will not laugh at you.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

Tentatively, Buck stepped out from the spot he'd been hiding, coming face to, well, pumpkin, with Tommy.

“Oh my God!” Tommy exclaimed, jumping back in surprise. Evan stood in front of him with nothing but a pair of boxer briefs on... and a giant pumpkin on his head. “What... What the hell?!”

“It's stuck.”

“I-” Tommy took a second to catch his breath. “How did... How?”

“I put it on when I knew you were close. I was gonna surprise you, you know?”

“You definitely achieved that. Why, exactly, were you surprising me with this?”

“Like,” Buck placed a hand on his hip, “sexy Halloween.”

And that's what broke Tommy. He couldn't help the snort that escaped him, tears pouring from his eyes in laughter.

“You promised!” Buck whined.

“I'm- I'm sorry! You have a p- pumpkin on your head, Evan!”

“Tommy!” Buck cried. “Stop! I can't get it off!”

“Okay, okay.” Tommy took a few seconds to calm himself down. He took a deep breath, then moved closer to Buck. “I'm gonna try to pull it off, okay?”

“I already did that,” Buck said, tugging at the pumpkin. “It won't budge.”

“Uh, well, I... Lube?”

“Did that too. You're gonna have to cut it off.”

Tommy felt around the base of the pumpkin, which was so close to Buck's neck that he couldn't even fit a finger under it. “I don't feel comfortable doing that. I don't have the right tools here.”

“I can't live like this forever, Tommy.” Buck knocked on the pumpkin head to emphasize the point.

“Yeah, I- I know. I'm gonna. I have an idea.”

There was a few seconds of silence. Way too much silence for Buck, so he asked, “What are you doing?”

“I'm calling- Yes, is Maddie Buckley available?”

“No!” Buck gasped, holding his hands out in front of him so he didn't run into anything as he stepped toward Tommy. “No, you aren't!”

“I am. It's all we can- Hi! Hey, Maddie. It's Tommy.”

“Tommy? What happened?”

“Oh, no, nothing. Um, I mean, well,” he stared at the pumpkin. “He's totally fine, but your brother did get into a bit of trouble.”

“What'd he do?” she asked curiously.

“He, um, he has a pumpkin. Stuck on his head.”

“He... He what?”

Buck tapped on Tommy's arm over and over until he put the phone on speaker. “Yeah. He put a pumpkin on his head and now it's stuck.”

“Are you,” Maddie paused, but Buck could've sworn there was laughter in her voice. “Are you being serious right now?”

“Unfortunately, yes-”

“Maddie,” Buck interrupted, “for the love of God do not let the 118 come!”

Okay, now she was definitely laughing. “Sorry, Buck, they're the closest to you. You know how busy Halloween is.”

“Maddie!”

“The 118 will be just fine,” Tommy said, and Buck crossed his arms, definitely pouting under the giant pumpkin. “I'd try to get it off myself, but it's pretty tight around the neck and I don't wanna risk it.”

“Is he having any difficulty breathing?”

“I wish!” Buck yelled.

Tommy sighed. “He's fine. Just embarrassed.”

“Alright. The 118 should be there in under ten minutes. I'll let you go, but Tommy?”

“Yeah?”

“Take pictures.”

“Oh, for sure!” Tommy exclaimed. He'd already snapped a few, head only at this point. “I'm taking video too.”

“Excellent! See you guys tomorrow for dinner. Bye, Buck!”

“Ugh!”

Tommy hung up the phone with a laugh before turning fully to Buck. “I'd just like to know what the game plan was here, Evan. Sexy Halloween? Like this? This is... This is a choice.”

“It's different!” He threw his arms up. “Role play!”

“Did you really think I'd have sex with you while you had that thing on?”

“You and Chimney kept talking about the movie Pumpkinhead! I thought there was something there!”

Tommy couldn't help but give Buck a fond look, even though he couldn't see it. “Evan, did you even look up the movie before you went with this idea?!”

A beat of silence, then. “No.”

“Pumpkinhead does not have a literal pumpkin for a head, Babe. Also, never in my wildest dreams would I want to have sex with that.”

“This is the last time I try to be adventurous.”

Tommy reached out and took Buck's hands. “How about we take an adventure to the bedroom and put some clothes on you before your team arrives?”

*****

By the time Tommy had helped Buck into sweatpants and a zip up jacket, the team was arriving at Tommy's house.

Tommy helped Buck sit at the dining room table, then headed for the door.

“Guys,” he warned as soon as he saw their faces, all trying to contain laughter. “He's very sensitive about this. Let's keep the jokes to a minimum.”

He got a few thumbs up, a nod, and Hen saying, “We'll be total professionals,” before he let them in.

The second they saw Buck, they all burst into laughter.

“This is the best day of my life,” Chimney decided right then and there.

“I gotta send some pictures to Christopher, Buck. This is. This is incredible.”

“What the hell were you thinking?” Hen asked. “I mean, I-” she wheezed, unable to to finish her sentence.

“Okay, guys,” Bobby stepped forward, “let's be professionals about this.”

“Thank you, Bobby!” Buck said, the pumpkin nodding back and forth.

“We'll have this pumpkin off you in no time, Kid.” He whipped out his phone, motioning to everyone around him, “But first we need a selfie. Here, Tommy, you've got the longest arms.”

As Tommy took the phone, Buck groaned, putting his hands over the front of the pumpkin. It didn't even cover half. “I hate you all!”

*****

They waved goodbye from the doorway as the team headed out of the neighborhood, then Tommy turned to Buck, the smile on his face growing. “Never in all my sexual fantasies would I have ever expected this, Evan. I truly thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

Buck glared at him. “We're getting a divorce,” he said, tucking the torn pumpkin head into his side.

“We're not married.”

“We'll get married to get a divorce.”

Tommy cocked his head to the side. “Are you proposing to me, Evan Buckley?”

As much as he tried to fight it, Buck couldn't contain his smile. He rolled his eyes, biting at his bottom lip. “What if I was?”

“I'd say I think you should move in first.”

He laughed. Then he realized Tommy wasn't laughing back. “Wait.” Buck's smile turned to shock. “Wait, are you being serious?”

Tommy nodded. “What if I was?”

“I- I'd say okay. Yes, I mean. I'd say yes.”

“For real?” Tommy grinned wide, his face scrunching up in the way Evan loved so much. “You wanna move in?”

“Yes! Of course I do. I knew this pumpkin head would be good for something!” he exclaimed, lifting it up between them. “Should I put it back on?”

Tommy took it out of Buck's hand, tossing it out the door before grabbing Buck by the waist and bringing him in close, “Absolutely not,” he said, pulling Buck in for a kiss. “But I do admire your dedication.”

Buck's smiled returned. He cupped Tommy's jaw and kissed him again, deeper this time.

After a few seconds, Buck parted with a grimace. “What's that smell?” he asked.

Tommy picked a seed out of Buck's hair and tossed it over his shoulder. “It's you, Evan. You smell like gourd.”

Upon her return to shore, Athena's son finds himself in trouble with the law. Meanwhile, Buck grows envious as Eddie forms a close bond with someone else, and the 118 rescue a woman who's stuck on receiving a rose at an iconic mansion.

Wake up BuckTommy Girlies it’s time for your morning submission of feedback politely asking to see Buck move in with Tommy next season and why you think Buck and Tommy deserve stability together.

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they think they’re doing well at hiding their feelings until they go to an [insert sport] game and end up on the kiss cam and then spend the rest of the game paying more attention to each other than anything else.

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