Absence of Fear
by Amber's Angel
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"Do you want anything, or are you just bored? We're trying to work here-" Jack threw his hands down in despair at Patsy and Chloe, accidentally scattering the things he had been holding.
"No, Amber said we-" Patsy started but was cut off by Jack again.
"Are you meant to be cleaning or cooking or something? If you- "
"Alright, alright, we're going, and good day to you too!" Chloe called Bob over to her and they walked out the door.
"Whoa, what's up with-"
"Patsy, Chloe, I thought I told you to stay in the café." Amber walked up to them and placed her hands on her hips. "I can see you did what you were told as usual."
"Sorry Amber, we just-"
"Don't try to make excuses for yourselves, just go back to the café and I'll forgive you this time."
After lunch the girls descended on Amber while she was still doing the washing up.
"Where are we going?" Patsy looked up at her, eyes hopeful.
"And when?" Chloe supplied, picking up a dishcloth and attempting to dry the plates at record speed. Amber smiled at their enthusiasm.
"Slow down girls, we're not going for at least an hour yet." She felt bad when she saw their faces fall. "Let your lunch go down first; I'm still trying to think where to go."
Bray wandered in and sat down at one of the tables.
"Why, who's going where?" He asked.
"We are." Said Patsy.
"Amber said she would take us out somewhere after lunch." Chloe added.
"Wait, isn't that a bit dangerous?" He asked Amber, who just flicked him in the face with water as a reply.
"Well it won't be if we go somewhere safe..." She trailed off.
"Amber, there is nowhere that's completely safe in this world." He sank back into the chair.
"The countryside is pretty safe-"
"But getting there isn't."
"What about the beach?" Amber asked and Bray just shrugged.
"Fine, you win. The beach it is." He finally replied.
"Are you coming?" Patsy asked hopefully, echoing the thought on Amber's mind.
"If you want me to - unless Miss Stubborn here has any objections." Amber gave him a playful shove in the ribs. "What was that for?!"
"You know damn well."
"Hey." Amber looked up to see Zandra standing at the entrance to her room.
"Zan, come in." The two girls walked over to the bed and sat down. "I could use your help." She added as an afterthought.
"With what exactly?" Zandra raised her eyebrows.
"Don't look at me like that!" Amber threw a pillow at her but missed. "I can't decide what to wear at the beach."
"You mean you don't know which bikini will show off your figure best to the oh-so-gorgeous Bray?"
"Bray and I are just great friends, we have been almost since the mallrats formed."
"Yeah, right." Zandra said sarcastically.
"Girls can have boys as friends, Zan-"
"Not when they're crazy about them."
"I am not!"
"And I'm not stupid, Amber. I've seen the way you look at him - and for that matter the way he looks at you." Zandra held up her hand to silence Amber's protests. "I don't blame you for liking him, and I'm not giving you a hard time. But I really think you should talk to him about it, tell him how you feel."
"I know he cares about me as a friend, but I don't want to loose that, it means a lot to me."
"But what if it makes your friendship stronger?" Zan asked Amber who didn't reply for a while.
"That's not gonna happen."
"You really love him don't you?" Zandra said softly. Amber sighed.
"So, back to the clothing situation - what do you think?" Zandra respected Amber's change of subject, and thought for a moment.
"The blue bikini; and have you got a sarong?" She decided.
"Yeah." Amber held up a long blue and white floaty sarong.
"Great. It'll show off your hips nicely." Zan smiled and Amber stuffed the sarong into her bag along with a few other things and swung the bag over her shoulder.
by Amber's Angel
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"Do you want anything, or are you just bored? We're trying to work here-" Jack threw his hands down in despair at Patsy and Chloe, accidentally scattering the things he had been holding.
"No, Amber said we-" Patsy started but was cut off by Jack again.
"Are you meant to be cleaning or cooking or something? If you- "
"Alright, alright, we're going, and good day to you too!" Chloe called Bob over to her and they walked out the door.
"Whoa, what's up with-"
"Patsy, Chloe, I thought I told you to stay in the café." Amber walked up to them and placed her hands on her hips. "I can see you did what you were told as usual."
"Sorry Amber, we just-"
"Don't try to make excuses for yourselves, just go back to the café and I'll forgive you this time."
After lunch the girls descended on Amber while she was still doing the washing up.
"Where are we going?" Patsy looked up at her, eyes hopeful.
"And when?" Chloe supplied, picking up a dishcloth and attempting to dry the plates at record speed. Amber smiled at their enthusiasm.
"Slow down girls, we're not going for at least an hour yet." She felt bad when she saw their faces fall. "Let your lunch go down first; I'm still trying to think where to go."
Bray wandered in and sat down at one of the tables.
"Why, who's going where?" He asked.
"We are." Said Patsy.
"Amber said she would take us out somewhere after lunch." Chloe added.
"Wait, isn't that a bit dangerous?" He asked Amber, who just flicked him in the face with water as a reply.
"Well it won't be if we go somewhere safe..." She trailed off.
"Amber, there is nowhere that's completely safe in this world." He sank back into the chair.
"The countryside is pretty safe-"
"But getting there isn't."
"What about the beach?" Amber asked and Bray just shrugged.
"Fine, you win. The beach it is." He finally replied.
"Are you coming?" Patsy asked hopefully, echoing the thought on Amber's mind.
"If you want me to - unless Miss Stubborn here has any objections." Amber gave him a playful shove in the ribs. "What was that for?!"
"You know damn well."
"Hey." Amber looked up to see Zandra standing at the entrance to her room.
"Zan, come in." The two girls walked over to the bed and sat down. "I could use your help." She added as an afterthought.
"With what exactly?" Zandra raised her eyebrows.
"Don't look at me like that!" Amber threw a pillow at her but missed. "I can't decide what to wear at the beach."
"You mean you don't know which bikini will show off your figure best to the oh-so-gorgeous Bray?"
"Bray and I are just great friends, we have been almost since the mallrats formed."
"Yeah, right." Zandra said sarcastically.
"Girls can have boys as friends, Zan-"
"Not when they're crazy about them."
"I am not!"
"And I'm not stupid, Amber. I've seen the way you look at him - and for that matter the way he looks at you." Zandra held up her hand to silence Amber's protests. "I don't blame you for liking him, and I'm not giving you a hard time. But I really think you should talk to him about it, tell him how you feel."
"I know he cares about me as a friend, but I don't want to loose that, it means a lot to me."
"But what if it makes your friendship stronger?" Zan asked Amber who didn't reply for a while.
"That's not gonna happen."
"You really love him don't you?" Zandra said softly. Amber sighed.
"So, back to the clothing situation - what do you think?" Zandra respected Amber's change of subject, and thought for a moment.
"The blue bikini; and have you got a sarong?" She decided.
"Yeah." Amber held up a long blue and white floaty sarong.
"Great. It'll show off your hips nicely." Zan smiled and Amber stuffed the sarong into her bag along with a few other things and swung the bag over her shoulder.