'Ello guvna! As Bert would say. I am about to annoy you some more with my teenage ramblings of writing and I hope you enjoy this as I've enjoyed writing it, so without you having to read my personal message anymore, here is chapter 1!
It was a cool evening in September as Bert finished the final touches on his drawing. It was of a tree that's leaves were beginning to change and it looked beautiful. He sighed as a flashback played in his mind if him and Mary dancing in his chalk drawing.
He was startled by two children running by him, nearly knocking him over. They stopped and apologized and then continued on their way. The two children looked like him and Mary as children, playing yet another flashback in his mind.
"Bert? Can I tell you something?" 9 year old Mary asked.
"Anything." He replied. He and Mary were the same age and all ready, her Uncle Albert and Bert's family were all ready seeing wedding bells, or so they thought.
"You're my best friend, and never forget it." She smiled. Bert smiled back and hugged her.
"Mary Poppins, I swear when I'm strong and 'andsome, I'm gonna marry you." He smiled.
"Why is that?" She asked, thinking he was half crazy.
"So I can kiss you anytime I want." He replied.
Mary smiled at him and rolled her eyes, but she mad the mistake of looking into his deep blue eyes. They both moved in close until their lips met. They pulled away fast and giggled.
"Mary! Bert! Come on inside! I don't want you two getting sick!" Uncle Albert yelled and the two rushed back into the house.
Bert shook his head. There was no way Mary would ever come back into his life, she probably didn't feel the same way about him anymore anyway. He gathered up his things and walked back to his house on Cherry Tree Lane. He waved to Admiral Boom, who was getting ready to shoot off the canon to signal it was 6 PM. As soon as Bert walked through the door, he jumpped on the floor and covered his head with his hands.
BOOM! Went the cannon and six books fell off the shelf and nearly hit Bert, but they missed by maybe a few inches. He got right back up and hit his fist on the wall, fixing the mirror and a few paintings that were wopsided from the blast. He couldn't understand how Mrs. Banks, Ellen, and Cook were used to this.
Bert put his chalk away and took out a charcol pencil, and took his unfinished drawing out of the closet. He was putting something at the bottom when there was a knock at the door.
The person kept banging away as he walked downstairs. " 'Ang on, I'm comin'!" He said. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see Uncle Albert standing there, with a most distressed look on his face.
"Bert! I am so glad to see you! I need your help. You see, there is a young woman at my home, and she will not leave unless she sees you." He said.
Bert laughed nervously. "Um, Uncle Albert? Who is it?" He asked.
"I don't know, but please go quickly, I think she is very ill." He said.
Bert nodded and grabbed his cap off the hat stand.
The two walked back down the ally ways and streets until they reached their destination. Bert went in first, but walked backwards into the living room because he had to ask Uncle Albert a few things first.
"Wot does this woman want with me?" He asked. He didn't hear the woman walking up behind him as he continued to ask questions. "Where did she come from? And 'ow can I 'elp 'er?" He continued asking.
He about jumped out of his skin when someone rested their head on his shoulder.
"Well, I hope my face answers all your questions." It was Mary.
Bert was in total shock. What happened to the 'Once you leave, you don't come back until years later thing?' He forgot about that for a moment once he felt her hug him tight.
"I missed you so much!" She said.
"I'll leave you two alone." Uncle Albert said and he walked out of the room and out the door.
"How did you get back?" He asked a few minutes later while they both sat in mid air, almost touching the ceiling.
"Well, this child, Taylor Smith, needed my help, and now she no longer needs me, so I just wait until the wind changes again I suppose." She said.
"I 'ope that isn't too soon." He replied. "You know what I got to thinking about today?" He asked.
"What?" She replied.
"I got to thinking about when we were tykes and I was bound and determined that I was going to marry you." He laughed and Mary blushed.
"I do remember, that was when I kissed you." She said.
"Yep." He said as he took out his pocket watch. He sighed when he looked and saw that it read 9.
"These past hours have flown right on by." They said as both of them landed back on the floor.
"That they 'ave, well good night, I hope to see you t..." He started, but Mary kissed him on the mouth.
"Bert? Just in case I have to leave, I want you to remember something." She said as she pulled away.
"Wot is it?" He asked, still a little shocked at what had happened.
"Stop breathing if you never see me again." She said resting her head on his chest as he hugged her tight.
"I know I'll see you again. Maybe you won't 'ave to leave ever again." He said.
"I wish that were true." She said.
The next day, Mary was putting things away when she felt an icy chill run down her spine.
"Not now please." She begged.
The wind howled outside and she started crying.
"I just got him back in my life and now you are forcing me to leave? Why do you do this?" She asked to no one.
"It is your destiny." The parrot said.
"More like curse." She sniffed.
"Well, we must hurry, you know what will happen if we are late." He said.
Mary nodded and grabbed her coat, her bag, umbrella, and walked outside, and the wind carried her over Greenwhich. "There has got to be someway to change all this."Mary thought as she floated on a cloud over Salzburg, Austria.
"Let's see, your next assignment is... a Maria... I can't read her last name, it's smudged something fierce." The parrot said reading the name on the piece of paper Mary was holding.
"She lives in the mountain country, wonderful." She said. She hated cold weather, and the mountains were a place that she never wanted to go.
"Mary Poppins, don't be so bitter, I'm sure that you'll go back one day." He said trying to comfort her, it wasn't helping.
"I'll try to not be so mean. Here we are." She said as she looked at the small cottage.
The top of the house and ground was covered in snow, which made Mary cringe. She pulled out a cloak and put it on her shoulders. Her shoes crunched the icy snow as she she went to the door. She went to knock, but someone beat her to the door.
When the door swung open, there was a short maybe 10 year old girl standing there. She had blonde hair that was short and blue eyes. Her face had dirt on it and her clothes looked forelorn and old.
"Who are you?!" She asked.
"Great, a detective."Mary thought. The parrot pecked her shoulder and grwoled lowly, so Maria couldn't hear.
"I'm Mary Poppins, and you said you needed help." She replied flicking the Parrot's beak, catching him off guard.
"I'm Maria, and um now that you mention it, I do need help." She said stepping outside and closing the door.
Mary blew a piece of hair out of her face and followed the small girl up the mountain and when they fianlly stopped, Mary fell to the ground. The parrot and Maria started laughing, Mary growled and stood back up.
"All right, what do you need my help with?" She asked as sweetly as she could.
"You see that big church down there?" Maria asked as she pointed over the side of the mountain to the Abby.
"I do." She replied as she pulled her cloak off and put it around Maria's shoulders, the little girl needed it a lot more than she did.
"I know this seems silly, but I want to be a nun when I am older." She said looking down at her feet.
"Ah, well it seems like a very good goal my dear, but I see trouble in your eyes, whatever is wrong?" Mary asked getting on her knees and looking into the little girl's face.
"I can't sing." She mumbled. Mary nodded and added "Well, I think I can help you with that." She smiled, and took the girl's tiny hand. They walked back to the cottage where her and her family lived, to start Mary's duties, and Maria's lessons.
Bert was cleaning a chimney when his friend, Bill, pounded on the side.
"Oi mate, why are you sweeping a chimney this early in the day?" He asked as he looked at the watch Bert had left on the ground, it read 8:30 AM.
"Keeps me busy, my friend's gone... again." He said sneezing, soot went out of the chimney when he sneezed, sending soot into the air and right onto Bill.
"Watch where you sneeze mate, my wife's going to kill me if I get to awfully dirty." He said dusting it off his shirt and then wiping his face.
"Yeah, 'ow is Ashlee? I 'aven't seen 'er in ages." Bert said as he stuck his head out the top of the chimney stack.
"Wonderful, and so is Cynthia, she'll be 7 this month." He said as he grabbed a brush for Bert to have.
"Hm." Bert said as he went back in and brushed the sides, making sure he got it all.
"Well, I gotta go, the Lord Mayer's chimney needs to be swept, less you wanna do it for me?" Bill asked. He knew who had left again and how much Bert cared for Mary, so maybe he'd get into a fight with him, and he'd forget his troubles.
"Yeah, I'll do it, I'm done here anyway." He said climbing out the chimney and gathering up his things.
"Bert, she'll come back, just believe." Bill said as he slid down the ladder.
Bert kicked at the roof and left a small scuff. Surprising as it was to see a scuff on a roof, he didn't care. "If you don't come back, i'll remember to do what you said." He said sadly as he took his things and walked across the rooftops to the Lord Mayer's roof and started sweeping, hoping Mary would return soon.
All right, I think this chapter will keep you occupied until I can find time to write the second chapter. I am in NYC, I would tell you why, but you wouldn't believe me. Here's a hint, second Night at the Museum. And BTW! If you ever get to come here and see Mary Poppins on broadway, you'd be surprised, especially the Mary and Bert pairing fans. THEY ACTUALLY KISSED ON THE LIPS ON FRIDAY NIGHT!! Sorry, just needed to make that readable. lol All right bye bye till next time!
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