little a/u before I start:I don't have the book, so I'm not quite sure if its
Nathan or Nathaniel, if I screwed up I am eternally sorry, and you can have my
flying midget of doom, Mrs. Anderson.
This Is Our Time
discription: a bunch of fluff about Mattie and Nathaniel, I love romance novels,
and I'm not afraid to admit it, I'm just terrible at writing them!
Four weeks have passed by since the first frost, and mother's homecoming.She is
well, but still needs a long nap during the day. She tries to hold off until the
lunch hour customers are gone, but she rarely does. I was at the market, making
my way home when a pair of hands carefully snuck around my waist and snatched an
apple out of my basket. I smiled, not needing to turn to know who it was. For
some reason, I leaned back against the medium frame of Nathaniel, content as
ever. He wasn't expecting that, but he did not pull away. I could feel him smile
behind me, feel him move so that our bodiess would conform more easily. Ever
since mother came back, and he began to be paid for his work from master Peale,
we had become so very close. Talking almost every other hour, hugging in public,
and being so close to each other. What we were doing now was concidered quite
inapropriate, but all the stand owners, and most of my mother's friends knew I
had a good head, and that Nathaniel had honor.
"Mattie?"
"What?"
"is there something wrong love?"I turned to him, shocked by his words. Love. He
had called me love? What made him so brash? I thought for a fleeting moment that
he was joking, but then, I only saw the kindness in his eyes. No teasing, no
mocking. Only pure and loving kindness. I don't know what made me do what I did
next, I don't know if it was the stress of everything: running the coffee shop
now that Eliza's married, taking care of Nell, My grandfather dead, mother being
so sick, and I having a god-awful cold, but I placed my arms around his neck,
and leaned into him, tears slowly welling up. He was taken aback and leaned back
slightly.Then, he softened and wrapped his arms around me, taking my basket and
setting it next to us. He pulled me to the side of the street, between two
houses, and unlatched my arms from his neck.
"What's wrong Mattie?" he asked and brushed his hand against my cheek. I stared
up at him with tear stained eyes.
"I'm just so exhausted, so terribly exhausted.Mother needs attending and so does
Nell, and I'm running the coffee shop with only one other helper, and she's just
the cook. I have to take care of the spills and services. Why did Eliza have to
leave? Then, Gradfather isn't here to help or take care of me. Everything is so
terribly muddled."I felt like such a baby crying to him like this.
"oh, Mattie." he sighed and hugged me close. The German egg sellers smiled at
each other, as they gazed upon us. Finally we broke, and I wiped the tears from
my eyes with his hankerchief. He pulled something from his pocket and pressed it
into my palm. I glanced down at it. It was a small painting of lilies on a
cameo, hung on a thin leather cord.
"An early christmas present" he explained as I gazed apon it. The lillies were
expertly painted and etched, and the leather on the cord was so soft it could be
mistaken for cotton.We smiled as he tied it onto my neck. It hung delicately
across my upper chest(get your MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTERS PEOPLE,NOT THAT LOW).
"I always promised I'd bring you everlasting flowers Mattie." I laughed and
picked up my basket as we made our way back into the streets. He took my hand
and held it throughout the entire trip through the market. As I stood examining
winter cabbages, I heard two elderly ladies wispering.
"that's the Cook child. then the others Nathaniel Bension."
"Such a lovely couple"
"indeed, a match made by god no less"
I stopped from poking a rather aweful looking cabbage, and stood up straight,
contemplating. DID I want to marry Nathaniel?
of course not, he's a painter, not even!
he's been you're best friend for years!
your mother would not approve.
The words swarmed around me like flys around hunny (HOW DO YOU SPELL HONEY!??...
oh.... heh heh...) However, they soon floated away. All I could think about was
how I would love to kiss Nathaniel Bension....
Nathaniel was tapping me on my shoulder and calling my name "Mattie? Mattie?"
"Yes? What, I'm fine" I scrambled to say, then picked out a cabbage half
hazardly.I tossed some coins at the market... er and began to walk back to my
house. Mother would be sleeping by now. So would Nell. Nathaniel did not hold my
hand on the way back, but he did walk rather close to me as we made our way
along the Ice caked streets. The streets by the market had so many feet on it,
it had turned to slush. However, here, 4 blocks away from the market the ice had
not melted, and it was slippery ,and thick. Nathaniel did not stray far from my
shoulder during our entire trip, which took more that a quarter of an hour, for
there was much ice, and it was slow going. I almost slipped many times, but
Nathaniel was always there to steady me. Darn him, but he was so surefooted and
careful, he did not slip once. He offered to carry my basket for I had dropped a
few turnips once when I had slipped. I politely delcined.
We were only half a block from my house when I almost slipped again, throwing
the fresh loaf of bread from my basket. I sighed, then kneeled carefully to pick
it up.Nathaniel had stopped for me, but was urgeing me to hurry, he was frozen
to the bone. I grumbled something unladylike, then begun to stand up. Suddenly,
a strong gust of wind got me when I was unbalanced and toppled me over,
revealing my bloomers, and spilling everything but the eggs out onto the ice.
Nathaniel scurried to pick everything up, whilst I tried to retain some of my
dignity. I stood up, and picked up my basket, praying that my eggs were not
damaged. He was just picking up a scraggly preserved lemon, when I heard a
THUMP and I was knocked from my feet. I screeched, and fell on Nathaniel,
clutching the eggs and pastries to my chest.ONe of the pastries broke on my
face, and I was covered in rasberry jam and crossaint. Nathaniel was laughing at
me as he stared up at me from under my basket. I just realized the suggestive
position we were in and promptly got off of him, blushing. He looked perturbed
that I had removed my self from him, but broke out into laughter asI tried to
stand up again, but promptly fell. I felt strong arms pulling me out of the
snow, and a soft mitten wiping snow and rasberry pastry off of my cheek.
"You look like a snow beast." he chuckled.
"and you look like a snow-farmer" I retorted BADLY. he smiled out of good grace,
and placed the bounty in my basket.
"Let's go the rest of the way on our knees, that way, we won't have to fall so
great of a distance."I nodded, for I was too sore, and too tired to say
anything.
"Mattie say something" he pleaded, as we began out crawl down the street, each
of us carrying one side of the basket.
"I think I broke my jaw"
He laughed hard and smiled, slightly evily.
"then let me kiss it better." I was so taken aback by his words, that I didn't
respond, nor bash him away when he placed his lips apon mine. Nor, after he had
pulled back, did I do anything.I stood there, and stared ,barely breathing.
Nathaniel smiled and snapped his fingers infront of my face.
"Wake up girl, we have to drag this basket back to your house, and I'm not
carrying you both." that woke me up.
"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME ANYTHING BUT MY NAME! WHAT A SIGn OF DISRE..." he was
laughing at me, guaffing even. I was shocked, but kept walking.
"Mattie, you'r e the most wonderful girl I know." he said between gasps of
laughter. I was startled ONCE AGAIN.
and suddenly ,furious.
"Nathaniel Bension, if you say those things to any other girl, I will hunt you
down and skewer just like my Grandfather did to those brits!" He sobered up
pretty fast, then looked at me as we kept on walking.
"A man only says those things to the woman he intends to marry Mattie".
I stopped, intends to marry?
"Yes, Mattie. When we're older. I will ask you to marry me."
I threw my arms around him and kissed him square on the lips.
"Nathaniel Bension, I would marry you any time of any day. EVER."
" I... love you Mattie."
I just smiled.
THEN END OR IS IT???
Nathan or Nathaniel, if I screwed up I am eternally sorry, and you can have my
flying midget of doom, Mrs. Anderson.
This Is Our Time
discription: a bunch of fluff about Mattie and Nathaniel, I love romance novels,
and I'm not afraid to admit it, I'm just terrible at writing them!
Four weeks have passed by since the first frost, and mother's homecoming.She is
well, but still needs a long nap during the day. She tries to hold off until the
lunch hour customers are gone, but she rarely does. I was at the market, making
my way home when a pair of hands carefully snuck around my waist and snatched an
apple out of my basket. I smiled, not needing to turn to know who it was. For
some reason, I leaned back against the medium frame of Nathaniel, content as
ever. He wasn't expecting that, but he did not pull away. I could feel him smile
behind me, feel him move so that our bodiess would conform more easily. Ever
since mother came back, and he began to be paid for his work from master Peale,
we had become so very close. Talking almost every other hour, hugging in public,
and being so close to each other. What we were doing now was concidered quite
inapropriate, but all the stand owners, and most of my mother's friends knew I
had a good head, and that Nathaniel had honor.
"Mattie?"
"What?"
"is there something wrong love?"I turned to him, shocked by his words. Love. He
had called me love? What made him so brash? I thought for a fleeting moment that
he was joking, but then, I only saw the kindness in his eyes. No teasing, no
mocking. Only pure and loving kindness. I don't know what made me do what I did
next, I don't know if it was the stress of everything: running the coffee shop
now that Eliza's married, taking care of Nell, My grandfather dead, mother being
so sick, and I having a god-awful cold, but I placed my arms around his neck,
and leaned into him, tears slowly welling up. He was taken aback and leaned back
slightly.Then, he softened and wrapped his arms around me, taking my basket and
setting it next to us. He pulled me to the side of the street, between two
houses, and unlatched my arms from his neck.
"What's wrong Mattie?" he asked and brushed his hand against my cheek. I stared
up at him with tear stained eyes.
"I'm just so exhausted, so terribly exhausted.Mother needs attending and so does
Nell, and I'm running the coffee shop with only one other helper, and she's just
the cook. I have to take care of the spills and services. Why did Eliza have to
leave? Then, Gradfather isn't here to help or take care of me. Everything is so
terribly muddled."I felt like such a baby crying to him like this.
"oh, Mattie." he sighed and hugged me close. The German egg sellers smiled at
each other, as they gazed upon us. Finally we broke, and I wiped the tears from
my eyes with his hankerchief. He pulled something from his pocket and pressed it
into my palm. I glanced down at it. It was a small painting of lilies on a
cameo, hung on a thin leather cord.
"An early christmas present" he explained as I gazed apon it. The lillies were
expertly painted and etched, and the leather on the cord was so soft it could be
mistaken for cotton.We smiled as he tied it onto my neck. It hung delicately
across my upper chest(get your MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTERS PEOPLE,NOT THAT LOW).
"I always promised I'd bring you everlasting flowers Mattie." I laughed and
picked up my basket as we made our way back into the streets. He took my hand
and held it throughout the entire trip through the market. As I stood examining
winter cabbages, I heard two elderly ladies wispering.
"that's the Cook child. then the others Nathaniel Bension."
"Such a lovely couple"
"indeed, a match made by god no less"
I stopped from poking a rather aweful looking cabbage, and stood up straight,
contemplating. DID I want to marry Nathaniel?
of course not, he's a painter, not even!
he's been you're best friend for years!
your mother would not approve.
The words swarmed around me like flys around hunny (HOW DO YOU SPELL HONEY!??...
oh.... heh heh...) However, they soon floated away. All I could think about was
how I would love to kiss Nathaniel Bension....
Nathaniel was tapping me on my shoulder and calling my name "Mattie? Mattie?"
"Yes? What, I'm fine" I scrambled to say, then picked out a cabbage half
hazardly.I tossed some coins at the market... er and began to walk back to my
house. Mother would be sleeping by now. So would Nell. Nathaniel did not hold my
hand on the way back, but he did walk rather close to me as we made our way
along the Ice caked streets. The streets by the market had so many feet on it,
it had turned to slush. However, here, 4 blocks away from the market the ice had
not melted, and it was slippery ,and thick. Nathaniel did not stray far from my
shoulder during our entire trip, which took more that a quarter of an hour, for
there was much ice, and it was slow going. I almost slipped many times, but
Nathaniel was always there to steady me. Darn him, but he was so surefooted and
careful, he did not slip once. He offered to carry my basket for I had dropped a
few turnips once when I had slipped. I politely delcined.
We were only half a block from my house when I almost slipped again, throwing
the fresh loaf of bread from my basket. I sighed, then kneeled carefully to pick
it up.Nathaniel had stopped for me, but was urgeing me to hurry, he was frozen
to the bone. I grumbled something unladylike, then begun to stand up. Suddenly,
a strong gust of wind got me when I was unbalanced and toppled me over,
revealing my bloomers, and spilling everything but the eggs out onto the ice.
Nathaniel scurried to pick everything up, whilst I tried to retain some of my
dignity. I stood up, and picked up my basket, praying that my eggs were not
damaged. He was just picking up a scraggly preserved lemon, when I heard a
THUMP and I was knocked from my feet. I screeched, and fell on Nathaniel,
clutching the eggs and pastries to my chest.ONe of the pastries broke on my
face, and I was covered in rasberry jam and crossaint. Nathaniel was laughing at
me as he stared up at me from under my basket. I just realized the suggestive
position we were in and promptly got off of him, blushing. He looked perturbed
that I had removed my self from him, but broke out into laughter asI tried to
stand up again, but promptly fell. I felt strong arms pulling me out of the
snow, and a soft mitten wiping snow and rasberry pastry off of my cheek.
"You look like a snow beast." he chuckled.
"and you look like a snow-farmer" I retorted BADLY. he smiled out of good grace,
and placed the bounty in my basket.
"Let's go the rest of the way on our knees, that way, we won't have to fall so
great of a distance."I nodded, for I was too sore, and too tired to say
anything.
"Mattie say something" he pleaded, as we began out crawl down the street, each
of us carrying one side of the basket.
"I think I broke my jaw"
He laughed hard and smiled, slightly evily.
"then let me kiss it better." I was so taken aback by his words, that I didn't
respond, nor bash him away when he placed his lips apon mine. Nor, after he had
pulled back, did I do anything.I stood there, and stared ,barely breathing.
Nathaniel smiled and snapped his fingers infront of my face.
"Wake up girl, we have to drag this basket back to your house, and I'm not
carrying you both." that woke me up.
"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME ANYTHING BUT MY NAME! WHAT A SIGn OF DISRE..." he was
laughing at me, guaffing even. I was shocked, but kept walking.
"Mattie, you'r e the most wonderful girl I know." he said between gasps of
laughter. I was startled ONCE AGAIN.
and suddenly ,furious.
"Nathaniel Bension, if you say those things to any other girl, I will hunt you
down and skewer just like my Grandfather did to those brits!" He sobered up
pretty fast, then looked at me as we kept on walking.
"A man only says those things to the woman he intends to marry Mattie".
I stopped, intends to marry?
"Yes, Mattie. When we're older. I will ask you to marry me."
I threw my arms around him and kissed him square on the lips.
"Nathaniel Bension, I would marry you any time of any day. EVER."
" I... love you Mattie."
I just smiled.
THEN END OR IS IT???