YAY! It's February, and you know what that means...VALENTINES DAY! 8D
Sorry, but since I'm a girl, I'm sure you all understand. X)
Okay, well, I'm just gonna tell you right now, if you're not a Caviva (ChrisxAviva) fan like I am...TURN AROUND AND WALK THE OTHER WAY!
Otherwise, stay RIGHT where you are! XD
ENJOY!
DISCLAIMER! No matter HOW MUCH I WANT TO...I don't own Wild Kratts.
The hot summer sun rose early on the day. The sun beams frolicked into Chris and Martin's bedroom, silently urging them to wake up, or...one of them to wake up.
Chris didn't go to bed until one o'clock last night! Thanks a lot Donita for wanting to steal a Tarsier for a hat at midnight!
Anyway, Chris forgot to set his alarm, and here it was, eight o'clock, and he still was having Zs come out of his mouth.
Finally though, once the sunlight reached his eyes, he refused to get up, and turned the other way, but the sun still shook him to wake up through the other window. Finally, Chris gave up, and just decided to get up. After all, it is...
"Eight O'clock?!" Chris exclaimed to himself, looking at his green digital clock to see if his eyes were deceiving him, but they weren't. Martin had long since gotten up, since everyone in the Tortuga usually wakes up at around 6:30 in the morning. Chris pulled his green sheets off of him, and slipped his feet into his green bunny slippers. He walked over to the mirror, which right next to it, the calender for that room was held on the wall, and the four on it was circled.
"It's Fourth of July, already?!" Chris wondered to himself, then remembering he had something extremely important to do today. One of the most important things in his life! He checked inside the box to make sure the ring was still there, and hadn't somehow found its way out of there. That's when he heard...his brother's footsteps getting closer and closer to the room!
Chris scrambled quickly to hide the ring box in his pocket, but he was a millisecond too late!
"Morning, bro." Martin said, walking in.
"H...hi Martin." Chris replied, rather nervously. That was the mistake, and Martin caught onto it quickly.
"Is...something wrong?" Martin asked, examining his brother for any sign of fault.
"No...no nu..nothing's wrong." Chris finished with a small laugh to seal the bad acting.
"What's that?" Martin asked, noticing the lump in his brother's khaki shorts.
"What? This?" Chris asked, patting his pocket, "It's nothing. Probably just a rock or something."
"Bro, my birthday isn't for another five months. I knew you liked being organized, but I didn't know you planned that far ahead." Martin replied with a chuckle.
"Oh, trust me, I did not..." Chris said it too late before he could stop himself.
"Okay, seriously, what's in the pocket?" Martin asked, circling his brother as if he were a policeman looking for something illegal on his brother's body.
"It...has nothing to do with you." Chris replied, trying to ease the tension.
"What is it?"
"Nothing!"
"Then why are you hiding it?!"
"No reason!"
"Then why is your face turning red?"
"It's...hot outside."
"Christopher, what's in the pocket?!"
That settled it. Martin wasn't gonna let it go, and when he uses your full name...you better come clean, no matter how bad it is.
Chris winced.
"Alright, you got me." He said, a little irritated at his brother's nosiness.
"But, this is just a secret between you and me." He said cautiously, so that way his brother would know he was serious, and he was. Dead serious.
Chris put his shaking hand into his pocket, and revealed the small ring box. He didn't even have to pull it out all the way before Martin knew what it was, and went wide eyed.
Chris opened the box for his brother to find an engagement ring, with a small diamond on top.
Martin's jaw dropped a little as he looked at the ring, then to Chris. And then back to the ring...and back again.
Finally, he mustered the sanity to speak up, "A...and you were gonna tell me about this...WHEN?!"
"Uh...well I meant to, I just...I wanted to surprise everyone when we saw the fireworks tonight." Chris explained, the whole time, rubbing his neck uncomfortably.
Martin felt a little more than a little left out.
"Yeah, but...I'M YOUR BROTHER! You should've at least told me!"
"But then, knowing you and secrets, it'd be on your Twitter!"
"How do you know that for sure?!" Martin started, "On second thought, don't answer that."
"What's going on in here? What's with all the yelling?" Aviva suddenly appeared at the door. Luckily, Martin was in front of Chris, so she didn't see the ring...yet.
"Uh...nothing. Chris was just..." Martin saw his brother's face that read if-you-tell-your-dead look. "I mean, he was just bragging about...how his baseball team won the game last night."
Chris played along, which wasn't hard, since that fact was true, "Well, we St. Louis Cardinals did whip your little Chicago Cubs butts." He said with a smirk.
"Yeah, well, if only your Holiday didn't hit that home run!" Martin replied, pointing at his brother.
Aviva rolled her eyes, and continued down the hall, leaving the two Kratts to breath a HUGE sigh of relief.
"Thanks, bro." Chris said, finally able to let all that held breath out.
"No prob, you owe me." He said a sly smile.
"You...better hide that." Martin said, pointing to the ring box.
Chris nodded and placed it in his dresser drawer. Obviously, his pants made it too noticeable it was there.
"Okay, just remember," Chris started, closing his drawer. "No one can know about this. Especially Aviva."
But at that moment, walking down the hall, Aviva returned from the garage to get her screwdriver, when she heard that last statement.
"Not tell me what?" She asked herself in her mind.
Okay, well, that's chapter one, and it was exciting, yet boring to write because I've already tried writing it like...three times already! XD
1st: *five months ago* Tried to, but got deleted due to Terms of Use.
2nd: *three months ago* Tried to, but my computer shut down without warning!
So, yeah, that's that. Now, you make me and that white box down there very happy when you write in it. How about doing it now? Please? Please?! PLEASE?!
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