Disclaimers: Not mine. I think Gary Marshell and company own them, but I could be wrong. Anyways just so ya know...not mine. Unfortanetly. But on that side note, all other characters you DON'T know are © copyrighted and mine.
Violence: Yeah, right. This is Happy Days....
Pairings: Fonzie/Leather
Series: Yes. More stories will follow after 'A Leather Fiasco'.
Feedback: Please review. It would tell me what you thought of this story! ;)
A Leather Fiasco
By: Magick Willow
Chapter One
Leather Tuscadero smiled at Joanie Cunningham as she was talking to the traveling singer. It was Tuesday morning and Leather found herself at Arnold's. Again. Lately, Leather had been popping up inMilwaukee for no apparent reason. Well, there was a reason but she just wasn't ready to admit that to herself yet. Or anyone else for that matter. Though, Joanie seemed to know about this stuff, so Leather decided to have a chat with her.
"So." Leather said as Joanie drank her Cherry Coke. Johnny B Good was playing out of the jukebox and Leather was tapping her fingers to the beat. She looked at her. "Who ya seeing now?" She asked.
Joanie smiled. "Chachi." She said dreamily. "We've been seeing each other for a while now." She noticed Leather's state. "Why? Is there someone you'd like to see?"
Leather shrugged. "Could be." She said. She was in her usual black leather outfit–black flared jeans, and a black tank top. "I mean there might be."
Joanie's eyes grew wide. "Oooh!" She squealed. "Spill the dirt, I want details. Do I know him?" She demanded smiling happily.
Oh yeah, she knew him. Problem was, Leather had no idea if he felt this way about her. Her heart lurched, to think that Fonzie just felt about her like a sister. It wasn't really his fault. He had dated and almost married her older sister Pinky, the race car driver. "Well...you know him. Good too." She added. "But that's all you're getting Joanie cause I don't want him to know I like him. Don't even know if he likes me like that dig?"
Joanie bobbed her head, though her eyes were sparkling at the thoughts of helping Leather Tuscadero, possibly the coolest girl Joanie knew, a boyfriend. And it was about time too. She knew Leather had been in jail for stealing, done her time and was now on the straight and narrow, which was good for her. And she had learned how to play guitar while in jail. Fonzie had been impressed with the new Leather. And lately she was coming back to town more and more.
Suddenly, Joanie's eyes grew wide. Could Leather be digging Fonzie? She wondered to herself. Oh! That would be sooo perfect. They had the same interests: Cars, James Dean and bikes. Joanie wasn't sure Fonzie liked Elvis or not and Leather seemed to be a fan.. Oh well.
"What's that look for Cunningham?" Leather asked noticing that Joanie had been awful quiet for the past few moments.
"Oh, nothing."
Leather eyed her. Just then, the familiar voice of Ralph Malph and Potsie Weber walked into Arnolds. Al, the cook and owner of Arnold's greeted them enthusiastically. They talked to him for a few moments and walked over to Leather and Joanie's booth.
"Leather! Hey!" Greeted Potise and slapped her on the shoulder. Leather did her one two hand thing she had. Ralph smiled. "Hey, hey. Guess what?"
"What?" Both Leather and Joanie asked together.
"Fonzie's back in town."
"Really?" Leather asked looking up. Fonzie had been out of town picking up some imported part for his bike. He'd been gone for two days.
"Wow." Leather said. "That's good. Is he at the mechanics shop?" She asked. Trying not to look nervous while Joanie smiled secretly.
Ralph nodded. "I think that's where he's at." He said and sat by Joanie. Leather stood. "Well." She said. "I think I'll go say hi to him...see what he's been up to since he got back." She said looking nervous, as though she might faint on the spot. Potsie and Ralph both heard the nervous tone and looked up at Leather.
"Bye Guys!" Leather called and waved as she walked out of Arnold's.
Joanie leaned towards Potsie and Ralph and smiled. "You can't say anything, but I think Leather has it bad for Fonzie."
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Arthur Fonzerelli, better known as Fonzie or the Fonz was putting things away in his mechanics shop when Leather Tuscadero walked in. For a moment, Fonzie thought she was someone else and allowed himself to gape at her. She was really hot looking in the leather pants. Then he realized who it was.
"Leath!" Fonzie said. "My favorite rising star!" he was dressed in his blue work outfit, and whipped his hands clean of oil before he hugged Leather, able to smell her perfume. She smelled sweet, like flowers.
"Heya Fonz." Leather said and leaned back. "So how'd the trip go?"
"Pretty good." Fonzie sat a wrench down and turned to look at her. "Found the muffler for my bike. I just put it on, and the baby purrs Leath, purrs." Fonzie said. "Hey." He added. "I should take you for a ride later." He winked at her.
Leather smiled, hoping she didn't have a big, idiot grin on her face. "Really?" She squeaked, hating the high pitched ness of her voice. "That'd be cool Fonz. Only if you want to though."
"Hey baby doll." he turned. "Anything for my Leather." He winked again and Leather found herself melting. When had she started looking at Fonzie in this light? Leather wondered to herself. Maybe it had been at the winter lodge...the gang had all went up there. She chuckled remembering. Richie and Lori Beth had got her to thinking about her future. Oh sure, she wanted to do the band thing, to make it big. And she would...sooner or later. But she and Fonzie had a warm talk that night, outside while the snow was falling down around them.
//Start of Flashback//
"Kids are silly huh?" Fonzie asked, motioning back to the lodge. Lori Beth had flirted with some lodge hunter who had gotten the wrong idea. What a mess it had been, but they had worked it out at the end.
"Yeah." Leather agreed with a nod. "But they're nice kids."
"Yeah." Fonzie rubbed his hands together and looked over at her. He had a soft look on his face. "So what about you baby doll?" he asked. Fonzie was the only one to call her that. It made Leather feel special. "When are you gonna get in one of those serious things?"
Leather had laughed at the time, thinking it a silly talk. "Dunno Fonz. I like my life. It's too hectic for love right now." She hadn't realized it till then, but Fonzie had looked sad.
"Maybe one day it won't be?" He asked, the look disappearing so fast, Leather wondered if she had imagined it.
"Maybe." Leather said, though doubtfully.
//End Flashback//
Leather smiled. "What?" She asked, realizing the Fonz was staring. Fonzie shook his head. "Oh...nothing. So, if you're not busy tonight? How about it? Test out my new bike?"
Leather nodded. "Sure Fonz, you know I'd love to. I have to be back at Arnold's by eight though. My band has a gig at Arnold's, with Richie's band." She reminded. Of course he knew that. The kids at Arnold's loved it when Leather was in town, she always got the place hopping. Not that Richie Cunningham's own band-The Band-didn't, but with Leather...Fonzie knew she was bound for stardom. So that was why he couldn't tell her how he felt about her.
It wouldn't be fair to tie Leather down like that, to clip her wings. Not when she hadn't even begun to fly.
Fonzie nodded. "Right. So, after I get off work say I come by around oh...six and pick ya up? We can even stop in Arnold's and get something to eat."
Leather looked over at him. Was this a date? Would they go to Inspiration Point? It would qualify as a date then, right? She wondered. She knew she would never ask him though. "Sure Fonz!" Leather smiled. "That gives us two whole hours." She said. "Well, I can leave now and get ready." She smiled and it almost sounded like the tough Leather Tuscadero giggled. "It's almost a date." She said shyly and waved at him, walking out of the garage.
Fonzie stared after Leather, transfixed. "Date?" he said. "She said date, right? And, did Leather giggle?" He asked. He smiled to himself and started to close up the shop, putting the closed sign on the door and grabbing some tools. After the table was clean, and everything was whipped down, Fonzie called it an early night and headed to his apartment.
"I think I Have a date with Leather." he said with a chuckle.
End of Chapter One
Author's note: This *will* be continued, as soon as I get some more ideas. Please review...it will let me know what you thought!