Hey pplez! Just a silly little story I had on my mind. If there are any errors here please excuse me, it's 2251. LOL
Amy
It had been almost a whole month since Amelia had entered the Doppler Manor –strictly under her doctor's orders! She told herself –and she had been attempting (and admittedly failing) to avoid any awkward moments between herself and Delbert.
She was unable to go on any voyages for at least four months, and confined to simple activities, and though she herself was feeling 'top notch,' Delbert insisted that she pay heed to her doctor. And when she didn't he certainly did.
And in her current position, with no possible means of escape, she sat and though of her eventful time with this good natured (if bumbling) man.
One Week Earlier:
"Doctor, would you please pass me the marmalade?" Amelia said over breakfast.
Delbert did not look up from his paper and moved the butter to his left.
"No, no the marmalade."
Delbert jumped and blushed scarlet. Amelia did not fail to note that he was usually blushing when she saw him.
"Of-of course Captain- terribly sorry," he mumbled, passing the milk.
"The marma-oh never mind," she sighed and reached over the table.
Her words finally registering in his mind, Delbert shook himself, blushing harder and grasping for the small jar.
Their hands touched and both looked up startled. "Cap-Captain," he said hurriedly, "I'm so sorry.
Jim rolled his eyes at the couple and slipped from his seat, into the kitchen.
"I don't know about you," he mumbled to Sarah, "but there's been a lot of sexual tension in this place lately, I wish Doc'd just shut up and tongue her."
"James Pleiades Hawkins…" Sarah said, horrified at her son's use of slang.
"What?" Jim cried, "I'm being serious, they really should shut up and just admit that they're both insane about each other, jeeze, just living in the same house as them's driving me nuts!"
"As much as I hate to sayit: you're right." Sarah said, "They are adorable together, I wish Delbert had more confidence in himself."
Jim thought, "Y'know, we could try to get them together," He said, an evil glint in his light eyes.
Sarah sighed heavily. "You can't make people fall in love Jim,"
"We don't have to, they're head over heels! All they need's… a little poke in the right direction."
Sarah shot a glance through the archway that separated the kitchen from the dining room. "If you get caught, I'm not going to save your sorry behind, anything that Amelia does to you will be entirely your own doing."
"You won't stop me?"
"Stop what?"
Jim grinned: this was going to be perfect, he'd have the Doc and "Ammie" in the same room in three days…
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Okay, as soon as breakfast finished, Jim moved phase one of "Operation make out" into action.
Sarah exclaimed that she was going shopping for a few hours, Amelia was to stay inside and Delbert said he would stay with her.
Perfect. Thought Jim. Operation Make out is underway.
"I'm going out," He exclaimed.
Sarah left, Jim said good-bye to Delbert and Amelia and (being tactfully silent, proceeded to open and close the front door, slipping to the doorway.
The only way his plan would work was to keep his prey in check.
"Um," Delbert stated, attempting a conversation, "w-what would you like to do today?"
"I wouldn't mind going for a-"
Before she could finish, a clap of thunder rang out, making it evident no walk would be I order."
"How about a movie?" Delbert suggested tentatively.
Jim rushed upstairs as quietly as he could, jumping the squeaky stair.
He rushed to the room where all their DVDs were and hastily hid all ones that did not contain: romance, horror, love scenes and the case "opposites attract."
Then he rushed from the room just as the squeaky sound of Delbert and Amelia upon the stairs.
In his room, Jim looked through his drawers, looking around for- Aha! There it was! His Mertizilator!
It was a simple device, not unlike a wristband in appearance, with small buttons on it. It would enable him to vanish for up to an hour and a half, then the battery would wear our and he would have to recharge it.
As Jim descended to the living room where Delbert had placed popcorn and lots of cushions on his enormous couch, Amelia was already nestled with her feet up, waiting for Delbert to start the movie.
Jim knew they would never reach the end of the movie, Amelia was so active, he doubted that she had ever been to the cinema, she had the concentration span of a hypoactive three-year-old on ecstasy.
A/N: not that a three-year-old should ever, ever, ever be exposed to drugs! that would be morally irresponsible (and also illegal)!
Still Jim had time to get the two settled down, after all, he had an hour and a half!
He saw the air conditioning by the lights and flipped the switch as cold as it would go. Great! Now a little help is in order.
He went back over to the couch and very softly and carefully, blew in Amelia's ear.
"What the devil?" she almost cried, her large ear twitching, almost offended.
Delbert looked surprised, "What is it?"
"It's very cold in here," she said.
Predictably, Delbert fussed and fretted until he was so conscious of Amelia's discomfort, he said something about "being right back," and headed off to find her a blanket.
Jim repressed a laugh, classic.
Amelia was amused. "Look out doctor, I'm thirsty, better fetch me the local reservoir,"
But it was obvious to all she was pleased of Delbert's thoughtfulness.
Jim continued little things like this: dimming the lights for a 'oops, the light bulb's gone!' effect, or touching one of their hands under the sheets, causing at least one of them to blush.
The movie was long, and weird. He had absolutely no idea as to who could have acted in this 'shit fest.'
After about an hour, finally Jim had a spark: as they both reached for popcorn, their hands touched as they had at breakfast.
It was then that Jim seized the opportunity to switch the TV off at the wall, making the room fill with the silence that generally surrounded the two people when in each other's company for so long.
"So- ah," Delbert said, "it's still chilly in here, would you like me to light the fire?"
We have ignition!
"That would be very nice Doctor," she replied softly, nodding to him.
As she watched Delbert move to the huge fireplace, her eyes slid over where Jim was standing, pausing only for a moment, on him.
Delbert managed finally to start the fire, and he made his way back to the couch. "So, um, what should we do now?" he blushed.
Amelia felt suddenly tired, what was that charming smell? She wondered vaguely. It made her want to fall asleep.
Jim drifted the plant under Amelia's nose. He had slipped into the kitchen for help and found his mother's herbs.
Sarah had often told him that she used Juganna leaves in her herbal teas; they calmed the nerves and caused the drinker to fall asleep with ease.
Amelia leaned forward subconsciously. Resting her head on Delbert's chest. I could just fall asleep right now.
Delbert gave a slight shiver and Amelia raised her head, mere inches away from his face.
Come on girl. Jim thought desperately, that's right…a little closer, closer, good.
Delbert covered the final distance between them and-
"Hey all, I'm home!"
Noooo!
Amelia jolted back to life, aware of their awkward position. She retreated like a startled goose, snapping back to her former seat.
Delbert shook himself. Did that happen?
Sarah Hawkins talked of all the groceries that she had bought and what they were having for dinner, oblivious to the fact that she had destroyed what should have been a perfect moment.
Jim seethed and climbed the stairs to his room.
Is it alright? Will Jim succeed in "Operation Make Out?" R&R I always luv 2 hear from everybody.
Remember: if you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours.
–Amelia Johnsonn –
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