They are just too much, the both of them. They are such utter love all the time.

And I love your lines, the way that the whole fic sounds like the show:

Clearly the Dillon school system wasn't even asleep on the job –- instead it was out back shooting cans off an empty oil barrel, while the kids cleaned out the house.

And the Matt and Landry and the chaps and the Matt awkwardness.