A/N: I know songfics are bit over done, but I was in the middle of my other story (ilose everything, its pretty good, you should check it out) Anyway, I was in the middle of it, and I got stuck with a bit of creative-block. I needed something to do, and decided to write a songfic. This is on my MP3 player, and its one of my favorite songs. Butterfly kisses by Bob Carlisle. I realised after writting it that not all of the lyrics fit exactly, I did my best to make it fit, so enjoy!
Butterfly kisses
Bob Carlisle
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Spencer Shay fidgited in his seat, waiting for the teacher to release them. It was the last day of school, but that
wasn't what was making him so fidgity. He had gotten the call this morning, he was now the big brother of a
bouncing baby sister. He had wanted to skip school to go see her, but his parents wouldn't allow it. The bell
finally rang, and he jumped out of his before his teacher could say anything more.
He ran through the hospital, ignoring the nurses who yelled for him to stop. He had spent fourteen years as an
only child, he wasn't going to wait another second to meet his baby sister. He barged into the room, only to be
imediatly shushed by his father. His mother lay asleep in her bed, "It was a long haul, let her sleep." His dad
said, "Come meet your sister, Carly." His father said, holding out a bundle in a tiny pink blanket. "Hey there
Carly," Spencer cooed, smiling down at the baby in his arms, "They call me Spencer." He laughed, happy to finally
have someone to teach his antics to.
Three years later, Spencer found himself the sole charge of his little sister. His father had been called back to his
military base, just months after his mother passed away in a car accident. The night that his father left, he stood
out side the toddler's bedroom and listened to her pray softly for the safety of their father. A tear slid down his
cheek, as he closed his eyes. He realised just how greatful he was to have his baby sister with him.
Oh but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony daddy it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny daddy but I sure tried
"Spencer hold on tight!" six year old Carly told her brother firmly. Spencer had brought her to a local pony ranch
for her birthday, and she was nervious to get on for the first time. "Don't worry kido, I'm going to let you fall." He
said, smiling at his sister. He had been in charge of her for the past three years, while his father was over sea's
in the military. It had been hard on both of them, but somehow he managed to raise Carly, and keep her smiling.
Spencer held Carly in his arms as she cried into his shoulder. They had planned to have their dad home for his
birthday, but at last minute he hadn't been able to get back home. They had spent all morning trying to make a
special birthday cake, and even though it sagged and leaned, and had spots with no frosting, Carly was proud of
it. She couldn't wait for her daddy to come home to try it. "W-Why can't d-daddy b-be here?" Carly sobbed, her
eyes red from crying. Twenty year old spencer didn't know what to do. He had been looking forward to seeing his
dad again, and it took all he had not to break down in front of his sister. "I don't know sweety, he had to stay at
work." He said, his heart breaking with every sob.
Spencer put Carly to bed that night, and together the two sibling prayed that their father would return home
safely soon. As she layed in her bed, he pulled the covers to her chin and reached down to kiss her head. "Love
you kido." He said. In return, she leaned up and butterfly kissed his cheek. "Love you Spencer." She said with a
gap toothed grin.
Sweet 16 today
She's lookin' like her mama a little more every day
One part woman the other part girl
To perfume and make up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
Spencer watched smiling as his sixteen year old sister raced around the room preparing for her date. She was
looking so much like their mother everyday, and it made him a little bit sad. They both missed their mom greatly,
but Spencer was the one that took it the hardest. She had died in a car accident as a result of a drunk driver
when Spencer was seventeen. Carly was only three, and didn't really remember her much. His thoughts we're
interupted by Carly, "Does this look alright?" She asked nerviously, twirling in the fifth outfit she had tried on. It
seemed like only yesterday that she was tying ribbons to her bike and raced down the sidewalk, her dark curls
flowing behind her. "You look great kid," Spencer said, "Just be careful tonight." He wasn't to happy that his
sister was going out with out him, but he knew that she had to grow up some day. She had to spread her wings.
But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
You know how much I love you
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
It was hard to believe that Carly was once the little three year old that tickled him with her butterfly kisses. She
came home from her date that night, smiling and happy. "Did you have a good time kido?" He asked when she
walked in the door. She closed the door and smiled, "It was great. Steven is a really nice guy." She said. Spencer
smiled at her, happy to know that she had a good time, but even more happy to have her home with him. "Ok,
well its getting late. You should be getting to sleep." He said, standing up and stretching. "Night." He yawned.
He leaned over expecting the usual butterfly kisses, but was instead given a quick peck on the cheek. "Night
Spencer." Carly said simply, walking past him and up the stairs. Spencer stood there for a minute. What
happened to the butterly kisses? The ribbons? The little flowers that she loved to put in her hair? What
happened to his baby sister?
Now Spencer held her while she cried. She had found out that Steven wasn't as good a guy as she had thought.
She and her friends had caught him cheating. She had stayed strong through the night, even had the energy to
embarress in on her webshow. Now that she was home though, she broke down and cried into Spencer's
shoulder. "I thought he was the one!" She sobbed, "He was so nice." Spencer was at a loss, he hated that she
was so sad, it made it heart break everytime she wasn't happy. "It'll be ok kido, he's not the only guy out there."
That was what he feared the most, there were many other guys all there. Lots of other's just like Steven.
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin'
And butterfly kisses at night
All the precious time
Like the wind the years go by
Precious butterfly Spread your wings and fly
Time continued to fly by and before they knew it, graduation time had rolled around. "Can you believe we're
graduating?" Carly said excitedly to her best friends. Suprisingly, they had all made it to graduation, even her
less-than-happy-about-school friend Sam Puckett. "Finally, I'm just happy to get out of this place." She mumbled,
sticking the graduation cap on her head. "Why does school have to last so long?" To her, school lasted far to
long. To Spencer, it had gone to fast. One minute, he's taken Carly to her first day of kindergarden, the next
she's walking across the graduation stage. Soon, she'll be heading off to collage and away from him forever.
Summer passed and the time for her to leave came. As she packed the last of her belongings in the car, Spencer
stood infront of the apartment building. "Be careful on the road kido. You've got plenty of time to get to the
school, there's no need to rush." Spencer said, not at all happy to watch her go. "Call me as soon as you get
settled." Carly smiled at her aging brother, wondering how he was ever going to manage on his own. "I will, and
you try not to get stuck to anything." She said, knowing full on that he more than likely would be stuck to
something with in an hour. She climbed into her car, "I love you Spencer." She said, holding back tears. Spencer
smiled, "I love you too kido." He waved until she was out of sight, then let the tears escape. He was truly alone
now, his baby sister was all grown up.
She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away
Standing in the bride room just
staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinkin'
And I said I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm loosin' my baby girl
He couldn't wrap his head around what was happening. Today, Carly Shay was becoming Carly Gibson. Her
future husband, believe it or not was Gibby, though he no longer went by Gibby anymore. The once chubby victim
of Sam's bullying, had really grown up over the years. He had replaced his Gibby-gut with muscle, and had
dropped his childhood nickname. "What're you thinking about over there?" Carly called, watching Spencer stare.
He waspulled out of his thoughts, "N-Nothing. It just doesn't seem real. I'm losing my baby sister." He said,
fighting tears. He just couldn't believe that his sister was getting married.
And she leaned over
Gave me butterfly kisses
with her mama there
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk me down the isle
daddy It's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?
Daddy's don't cry
She walked over to her brother, who wrapped his strong arms around her. "Spencer, you'll never lose me. I
promise." She reached up and gave him what he hadn't had in so long. Butterfly kisses. And it was just like she
was three again. "I think we better get out there." She said nerviously. Spencer smiled at the vision of his sister,
three years old again. "Yeah, I guess we should." He said, watching her return to normal. "Ready daddy?" She
asked, turning towards their father, who had returned home for the special day. "How do I look?" She asked,
twirling around and around in her wedding dress. Their father had tears in his eyes as he watched his daughter.
He had missed almost all of her childhood, and had been lucky enough to get enough time to watch her get
married. "You look beautiful snug-bug." He said, using her special nickname. Carly looked at him with a worried
expression. "Are you going to be ok? Your crying." She said, reaching out to hug him.
Dad and Daughter walked arm in arm down the isle, where her husband stood waiting with Spencer, who was
his best man. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked, her hair all done up with flowers. As she dropped her
father's arm, and took his, he leaned in and whispered, "You look beautiful Carly." She smiled at him lovingly. It
was hard to imagine that he had once been the chubby-face boy that danced with his shirt off on resteraunt
tables.
The newly wed couple ran down the church steps, happy as they could be. Carly stood and threw her flowers
behind her, right into the arms of her best friend Sam. She grinned akwardly at Freddie, who happened to be
standing next to her. "I-Uh..." Freddie stammered nerviously, "Hey look!" He said, dragging the blonds attention
to a random spot in the crowd.
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin'
And butterfly kisses
I couldn't ask God for more than this is
what love is I know I've got to let her go but I'll always remember
Every hug in the mornin' and butterfly kisses
Spencer paced the waiting room anxiously, he had gotten the call that he was now the uncle of a baby girl.
"Spencer.." A voice called for him. He walked nerviously into the room, to find his sister fast asleep in the bed.
"Shush, she's sleeping." His brother-in-law said, nodding towards Carly. "Meet your niece, Jade." He said,
handing Spencer a pink wrapped bundle. He smiled at the girl,
"Hey Jade," He said, feeling an odd sense of deja vu, "They call me Spencer."
A/N: So how was it? This is my first songfic, so it might not be perfect, but I'm pretty proud of how it turned out. If you like what you've read, or even if you didn't, leave a review please! And be sure to check out my other story, "ilose everything"