Okay so this is a fic to the picture of Charles and Elsie glaring at unknown going around tumblr. I just kinda wrote it on a whim.
This is dedicated to Kouw, who is awesome! and really encouraged this one!
The newest maid knew she had gotten herself into a world of trouble when she got that look. She had been on the receiving end of it from her parent enough. But, these two took it to a whole new level. She should know to think before she speaks but when she gets nervous well…
Ella was a nervous rambler.
And now was possibly the worst time to ramble. She just pointed out how in sync they were! They had both shrugged it off as having worked together so long. But then, then she had to say the only other time she had seen people so in sync was when she was at home, with her parents, who had been as in love with each other as the two heads of staff were. The overwhelming silence that had followed her proclamation was frightening at best. The glares she had gotten from the Butler and Housekeeper, well she knew a dressing down would follow soon. Dinner had been an eerily silent afterwards.
She had not been surprised when Mrs. Hughes stood from the table and told her to come to her parlor. Even less surprised that she was told to sit, and she got an earful for being rude and cheeky. Tears had filled her eyes as she listened to her dressing down. Mrs. Hughes had been like her mother, and now she felt like a disappointment. She felt a stabbing in her heart and suddenly she couldn't hold her tears back any longer. Ella had dissolved into a torrent of tears. She sobbed her apology and ran out, past a bewildered butler.
Now here she sat on her bed crying. She had undressed and donned her nightgown, but her hair was a mess. She tried pulling a brush through it, but was having limited success. She let out a frustrated sob, and threw the brush back onto the bureau. She heard a knock and bade the person to enter. It was Mrs. Hughes, and she took one look at young Ella and clicked her tongue. She asked why the girl had reacted so extremely, and listened patiently to the young girl explain how much she had admired Mrs. Hughes and to disappoint her had broken a little something in her heart. She told her superior how her mother had died three years earlier. At how she thought of the kind Scottish woman as a mother figure in her life. Mrs. Hughes sighed and sat beside the young girl and gathered her into a tender embrace. Ella snuggled into the embrace and mumbled an apology. Mrs. Hughes hugged her tightly and then took the brush off the bureau and ran it through the young girl's hair, smoothing the tangled mass of curls, while letting her mind wander to if things had been different, if she could have done this very same thing with a girl of her own. After Mrs. Hughes had braided and tied her hair back, Ella heard a quietly asked question. If it really was obvious that they were in love, had been for years? Ella looked at the woman she loved as a mother's face, and she nodded slowly. The older woman sighed, and reached beneath her collar to bring out a thin gold chain that held a pretty diamond ring and a plain gold band. Ella looked at them and understood she had been given the gift of knowing their secret. Something she could cherish. Mrs. Hughes hugged her close and kissed her forehead, telling the young girl that if she had had a daughter, she would have wanted one just like Ella. She then slipped out of the room with a quietly whispered goodnight.
As the young woman drifted off to sleep, she dreamed that one day she would find someone to be in sync with, someone she could raise a girl with the values that her parents and her superiors had instilled in her. She needed to find someone who she could give 'the glare' with. She wanted that kind of love and commitment.
Thank you for reading! let me know what you think!
Much love
Samantha=)