I am back from my little break and am glad to say that all is well! I really missed you guys so much! Well, a little insight on this story is that I was listening to All I Ever Wanted by Basshunter, if you haven't heard it, it's one of the cutest songs I've ever heard. And obviously this is a slight AU, not by much though, just the tables are kind of turned a little. And I made C.C. younger, just because it was supposed to be different. I really hope you enjoy it and get a little fuzzy feeling inside because of it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but maybe this plot will be a winner
The work day began at five in the morning for C.C. Babcock. Every time she heard that annoying buzzing sound, she growled and slammed her hand down hard on the button that stopped it. In the years she'd been working for the Sheffield family, she never used the snooze button once. She turned the lamp on and covered her eyes with her hand when she realized how bright it was.
"Ow-w-w." She groaned as she rubbed her eyes. Throwing back the covers, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Her long legs were wobbly as she walked over to where the light switch was. She flicked it on and yawned when the light came on. She opened the door to her closet and walked inside, she was lucky that Mr. Sheffield didn't make her wear those stupid outfits that most maids wore, light blue dress and those ugly white tennis shoes, he'd seen her in one once and after he saw how ridiculous, and miserable, she looked, he agreed to let her wear a button up shirt and dress slacks.
She pulled out a black shirt, something she had an abundance of, and slacks of the same color. As she looked at them, she wondered if they came in any other color. She shrugged and grabbed the other things she'd need for her shower, the bathroom sadly was not built in like Mr. Sheffield's but she couldn't complain. She'd lived with the family and had worked there since she was twenty years old, that was almost ten year this October and even though she'd been fired at least six million times, Mr. Sheffield had always told her to stay. She was his right arm in a way, if it hadn't been for her, he'd be in so much trouble, especially with that no good business partner of his. She growled at the very thought of him.
He always gave her trouble and always acted like he was way smarter and better than she was, but she always got the best of him. She never let him get her down. Once they had been silently arguing while they were out on the terrace because Mr. Sheffield was trying to tell her something that she'd been waiting forever to hear, and of course that idiot tried to come in to talk to him. She rushed out to stop him and Mr. Sheffield explained his story to her, without even noticing she wasn't there. The two actually had a somewhat fist fight, which ended up with her holding up a chair and him running away. It had been the highlight of her day. Mr. Niles Brightmore, what a character that creature was.
She rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom. She stripped out of her pajamas and pulled her hair out of the ponytail she kept it in most of the time. She laughed at the crink in her hair from keeping it pulled back so tightly, it made her look like she had some kind of sound wave pulsing through her hair, she looked so goofy, but soon it would be gone.
After her shower was over, she dressed and blow dried her hair, she didn't put on her make up yet, if you could call it that. She just put on foundation and eye liner, she wasn't going anywhere other than maybe into the city if either Mr. Sheffield or Miss Fine needed something. She wasn't too fond of Miss Fran Fine either. She tolerated her and talked to her, but her voice was so annoying that she just could not deal with it most of the time. She patted down the stairs in her bare feet, she'd put her shoes on after while when everyone was actually awake.
When she was in the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator and tapped on her chin with her index finger trying to think of what to cook. She was shocked to see they still had anything because Miss Fine's mother, Sylvia, had come over for dinner. The only thing bigger than her head was her appetite. She shuddered at the thought. She saw the carton of eggs and laughed silently when she saw it, one of the other things she'd done to Mr. Brightmore was pelt him with eggs when Fran had made people mad about something, she couldn't remember what it was.
She pulled out the eggs and started making the whole family scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast, this was actually her favorite breakfast, so they could either enjoy it or starve, Mr. Sheffield liked it to, or so he said.
After she'd set out everything in the kitchen, she heard the alarm clocks buzzing from upstairs and she knew that soon everyone would be coming downstairs to eat and be on their way like always, which was just fine for her, except the fact that Miss Fine would still be there, not to mention Mr. Brightmore.
A few hours later, C.C. was dusting away in the living room when she heard the doorbell ring. She could see through the door that it was her most favorite person in the whole world. She rolled her eyes and continued to dust, like she hadn't even heard it.
Outside, Niles Brightmore furrowed his eyebrows at the Butlerette, as he called her, maid just didn't cut it. She reminded him a lot of Benson...and was just as annoying. When he saw her ignoring him, he began to knock on the door, and this time, she actually walked toward the door, but didn't open it, she just started out at him with a grin on her face.
"I'm sorry but trash day is tomorrow." She said.
"Let me in!" He yelled.
"Why?" She asked as she put a finger on her chin.
"Because I have to see Maxwell!" He shouted.
"I had no idea you swung that way. Mr. Sheffield is straight, sorry." She said.
He growled. "Dammit woman! Let me in!" He pounded on the door.
"Door is open." She said as she moved away and when he realized that the door had been unlocked, he felt like an idiot, but he definitely was not going to admit it in front of her.
"Where is Maxwell?" He asked as he walked in the door.
"Thanks, I'm feeling a lot better since that cold I had last week." She said as she shut the door. "And where do you think he is?" She asked.
"You're so rude." He said.
"So are you, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings." She replied giving him a snobbish smile. He rolled his eyes before walking into Maxwell's office. He was in no mood for this today, something was wrong and he needed to tell him immediately.
Maxwell Sheffield was sitting in his desk looking at papers. He rolled his eyes when he heard Niles and C.C. arguing as per usual, thought he couldn't help but find it funny at times. Every time Niles would come over, which was just about everyday, C.C. would get him with something and they would argue four about five minutes, but today, there hadn't been much of argument, he wondered what was going on.
"Maxwell, we have a problem." Niles said as he came in the door and shut it in C.C.'s face. From outside they heard a small 'oof' but that was it, C.C. was outside clutching her nose, it had began bleeding. She muttered under her breath as she walked to the kitchen to get something for her aching nose.
"What's the matter Niles?" He asked as he looked at him over the rim of his glasses.
"I discovered that I apparently don't have a green card, and I am confused as to how that happened." He said.
"Really? I thought you got one years ago?" He asked.
"I don't know what happened, so either I get a new one, or out of this country I go." He said as he pointed his thumb at the door.
"I only know of one easy way to get one, but I'm not sure you'll want to do it." Maxwell said as he stood.
"What is that?" Niles asked.
"You have to get married." He replied and Niles' mouth dropped open.
"Who would I marry? I haven't been on a date in at least a year!" He shouted.
"I don't know old man, but you better think of someone." Just as he finished the sentence, C.C. came in the room with her head leaning back and a tissue covering her nose. Maxwell and Niles shared a look, Niles looked absolutely terrified.
"Oh no! Don't even think about it!" He exclaimed.
"Don't think about what?" C.C. said. She sounded like Nanny Fine with her fingers pinching her nose.
"Mr. Brightmore here has found out that he needs a green card, and the quickest way that I can think of getting one is him marrying someone." He said with a smirk.
"I feel bad for the poor woman he asks." Niles tried to keep from laughing, she sounded so goofy. He then realized that this would be the best way to get back at her for all the mean and hateful things she'd done to him. He stepped closer to her and took in a deep breath.
"Miss Babcock, will you marry me?" C.C.'s neck made a popping sound when she looked at him. Her eyes were wide and blood was now dripping onto the floor, but she was too stunned to even care. He could tell by the look in her eyes, that this was going to be the most entertaining thing he would ever do in his life.
Before you ask, no this is not a copy of the story The Proposal that is in this section or Maid In Manhattan, which is also in this section. This is of MY own creation. I really hope you liked it. (: Oh! And during my song writing venue, I wrote one about Niles and C.C., ironically entitled Niles and C.C. Anyway, enough of my babbling, I have to say, it is good to be back!
