A/N: So this is completely an idea that hit me out of no where when I was re-watching the Christmas episode with my baby brother who is in love with the show. I always wonder if there was a deeper reason behind Mr. Lopart's refusal of help from Manny. The combo of that one thought and Mr. Lopart's action in said episode resulted in this. Probably the only Handy Manny fic I will ever write. Though I do ship Manny/Kelly for the show... I swear I am 19. ^^ Read and review? It's really short.
He always offers to help me. I know it is just him being friendly and it's his job. But I can't help the flustered feeling I get from him offering. I know nothing will come from it. He doesn't go that way, and there is always Kelly. Everyone in town is counting the days until those two get together. But I can't help swooning every time I watch him stroll pass my candy store window and being out there when he does just so I can get that "Do you need any help with that, Mr. Lopart?" After all these years as neighbors Manny still calls me . No matter how many times in the past I told him to call me Leonard. It sounds like music coming from his mouth. Just like when he talks to his abeulito. He has a beautiful voice. His words aren't the only thing that has power over me. His very presence makes me fall over myself in trying to impress him with my own handwork, that eventually falls on my head.
If only there was a chance. But I know there isn't. I am fine with him being just my friend. My own private eye-candy. The real reason I refuse his offers of help is because I don't want to fall any deeper in love with the local handy man then I already have been.