So I don't normally to Grant&Cammie stories but I wanted to read one and looked it up to find there aren't very many that are of them as a couple…
So I figured I'd write one myself, thank you.
Sooooo…here we go.
They're normal people, please note, not spies.
I really hope you guys like this one…
If you go down to the woods today,
You're sure of a big surprise.
If you go down to the woods today,
You'd better go in disguise.
For every bear that ever there was
Will gather there for certain because
Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.
I hum as I walk in the woods with my knee-length army green peacoat. It's Halloween night and I'm supposed to meet Grant by the old cabin like we do every full moon for no actual reason. But to us, it's ordinary actions.
"Grant?" I whisper, scanning for him around the cabin and on the lining of the woods-which stops a good 20 feet before the cabin. "Graaaant?" I raise my whisper slightly.
"BOO!" hands grab my shoulders and I spin around to see a hockey mask and scream.
Grant laughs as he takes off his mask, laughing hard.
"That wasn't funny, Grant, you know how I feel about masks like that and you know why, too," I say, glaring at him, my warm breath fogging between us as I slap him on the chest, though I know it won't hurt his gorgeous pecks anyways.
"Oh, come on, Cam, I'm sorry, I thought you'd be over that by now," he hugs me, looking down at me and kisses my forehead.
"How Grant?! It's every year today that I have to relive that, you picked the wrong day, wrong time, and the wrong mask."
"I know, I know, I'm sorry," he stoops down a good 4 inches at least and kisses my cheek. "I'm sorry, baby," he repeats in a softer voice, looking into my blue eyes with his own-his look much nicer by the way.
"Come on, I finally found the key to the cabin. Buried in the garden. I found a box buried with it if you wanna look at it in the cabin?" he raises his eyebrows, though it's meant to be a question, it's more like a statement because we both know we want to. We'd been looking for that key for two years, since the month after that Halloween two years ago.
He shows me the old 'box' (it's really an old small trunk) and it's really beautiful. It has all these symbols on it, to bands over the top that are metal-maybe even silver, with an extremely detailed lock that matches the detailed bands. It's like a really small pirate's trunk of gold.
We walk to the old door of the small wooden cabin and he takes out a key-it's equally old and detailed, and slides I in the old keyhole, turning it and there's a small click. We both take a deep breath, he takes my left hand in his right, and he turns the door nob. He opens the door and-
Cliffy. Love you guys. Hope you liked my first Crant.
Also, I don't know how Grant actually looks, (Can't remember,) so in this fan fic he has blond hair and blue eyes and so does Cammie. Sorry if I got it wrong, that's just how I picture them but with green eyed Cammie. I just like the blue eye thing. Forgive me if it aggravates you?