Blair age eight, august 1998, tonsillectomy and bed rest.
Dorota tiptoes into Blair's dark room with breakfast tray in hand. She frowns at the lump of bed covers that, the little girl has already vacated. That child just couldn't lie in bed she had to be constantly doing something.
"Miss Blair why you not in bed?"
Dorota sigh's in frustration, as she sets the breakfast tray on Blair's bed. After looking in the bathroom and behind Blair's Victorian doll house to find nothing she begins to worry.
"Miss Blair!"
Dortota questions louder this time her prayers are answered by the patter of little feet running her way. Blair bounces into the room her curly brown locks bouncing around her head. She's wearing her long white cotton nightgown, that she has declared several times makes her feel like a princess in an Audrey Hepburn movie.
"Oh Dorota it's been confirmed, CONFERMED HE'S COMING ---HE'S COMING!!!!"
Blair shrieks her voice slightly raspy as a result of the tonsillectomy she had yesterday afternoon.
"Miss Blair, no talk!"
Dorota pleads her eyes wide as she guides the reluctant girl to her bed.
"You must rest…yes!" the maid tucks her in and tries in vain to remove a cell phone from the little girls waving hand. "What you talking about you in hysterics."
Blair shakes her head and tries to compose her self
"Oh Dorota you don't understand…" proclaims Blair excitedly "A big movie star has agreed to come to my first ever boy-girl party!"
"Who Miss Blair….Cary Grant?"
Blair shakes her head with a frown and let's go of the cell phone, to grasp the smoothie that Dorota has handed to her.
"No he's dead…but your right that would have been fantastique, no its Leonardo Dicaprio can you believe it! From the movie Titanic! He just agreed with mom's publicist to come to MY fashion week soirée!"
Drota smiles at Blair lovingly and strokes her hair as she sips at her strawberry smoothie.
"I'm so happy for you Miss Blair, I know all your friends will be so impressed!"
Blair nods contentedly against her puffed up pillows.
"I know I can't wait to tell Serena."
"Well rest now ok your father wants you to go to the Yale game with him this weekend…but if you bad I forbid. Yah."
Blair sighs in resignation and takes one last sip of her smoothie before obediently taking her medication and yawning with tiredness.
"Has mother called?"
Dorota frowns sadly at the little girl
"She says she trying her hardest to get back but can't leave the Paris office yet…"
Blair waves it off and looks out her rain splattered window. Dorota notices the sudden change in Blair's attitude and tries to cheer her up once again by saying.
"Mr. Chuck sent Arthur with flowers again today, (Dorota points at the vase of purple and blue hydrangeas on her bedside table) Arthur tell me that Mr. Chuck, Mr. Nate and Miss Serena will come by this afternoon to visit."
Blair smiles like a Cheshire cat.
"That's sweet; I can't wait to see Natie."
Dorota frowns slightly at her response feeling sorry for the other boy who is clearly smitten with Blair but shrugs it off, figuring that she will grow out of her infatuation with Nate in time.
"What movie we watch today?"
Dorota prods opening the shutters to Blair's armoire to reveal a TV and stacks of old movies. Blair sits up a little and scrunches up her nose in thought.
"I feel like a laugh, how about Bringing up Baby."
Dorota nods and inserts the tape into the vcr before joining Blair on the bed. Blair automatically rests her head against Dorota's shoulder. After an hour of watching the screwball antics of Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant the two are both lulled into cat naps. Both startled awake when Chuck Bass jumps on the end of Blair's bed repeatedly, his red and blue checked scarf waving at them in the air.
Dorota giggles and Blair yelps in fright afraid that he might land on top of her leg or something. Chuck smiles at them both with his roguish boy smirk before falling to his knees on the bed and singing along with the actors on the screen.
"I can't give you anything but love BABY, that's the only thing I've plenty of BABY, dream a while scheme awhile, you're sure to find happiness…"
Blair cuts him off mid verse with a quick kick of her foot to his chest that sends him tumbling backward and on to the floor.
"Miss BLAIR!" Dorota shouts scandalized , by the little girl's antics. "Apologize for hurting Mr. Chuck he just being nice!"
Blair rolls her eyes but relents when she see's Dorota's disapproving face.
"Oh all right I'm sorry Bass!" Blair crawls to the end of the bed to offer a hand of help to Chuck who is currently sitting on the floor, brushing off the arms of his suit with his hands. "You shouldn't have scared me like that!"
Blair declares, he smirks at her and takes her offered hand only to pull her off the bed and on top of him.
"Apology accepted Waldorf!"
Chuck shrieks before flipping a stunned Blair Waldorf on to her back so that he can tickle her into teary eyed submission. Dorota smiles at the two children's antics from the bed not wanting to interrupt the moment.
"Chuck stop! Stop I CAN'T BREATH!" Blair says between bursts of laughter. Chuck finally stops he is straddling Blair who is smiling up at him her breath coming out in short little puffs.
"Nathaniel could never make you laugh like that could he?" Chuck whispers seriously his eyes boring into her own doe shaped ones. She shakes her head stunned by his question; and pushes him off so that she can stand again her head a little woozy.
"Dorota how could you let him attack me like that!?!" Blair demands hands on hips, her right foot stomping the carpet with indignation.
"I sorry Miss Blair you seemed happy!"
Blair frowns at her as she leaves them to prepare lunch in the kitchen. Fully recovered Blair has the whit's to notice the awkward faces of Serena and Nate who are standing at her bedroom door with peculiar smiles on their faces.
"How are you B?"
They both chorus slowly walking over to greet her with hugs and a quick kiss from Nate. Both Serena and Chuck avert their eyes from the young couple to look at their shoes.
"I was great until your best friend assaulted me in my very own room!"
Blair quips glaring at chuck
"I'm sorry Blair." Nate soothes hugging her and rolling his blue eyes at his friends over her shoulder.
"It's okay I forgive you both." Blair says as if to imply that Nate is somehow responsible for Chucks actions.
"I brought you your favorite ice cream B, I put it in the fridge for Dorota!"
"Thanks S!" Blair coos hugging her and looking at Nate with expectant eyes, he shuffles his feet nervously under her gaze, before glancing at Chuck for help.
"And Nathaniel got you this I had Author pick it up at Tiffany's during school." Chucks voice is hesitant and his face has a look of pained torture as he hands Blair the tinny Tiffany blue box.
Blair gasps and puts a hand to her mouth sitting down on the bed with the tiny box in her hand. Blair looks up at Nate with adoring eyes and he smiles sheepishly back at her before giving Chuck a pat on the back in gratitude. Blair blinks back tears as she looks back down at the box again to untie the ribbon, and lift the lid.
"What is it? B what did he get you?" Serena questions excitedly at the prospect of jewelry.
Blair lets out a startled gasp as she lifts the tiny ruby ring from its black velvet bed.
"Oh my god!!!!"
Blair whispers her voice suddenly horse with emotion. Chuck rolls his eyes as Nate steps forward to put the ring on her finger. He silently curses Nathaniel and his own stupidity for purchasing such an extravagant gift when she would obviously assume it was from Nate, who had neglected to get her anything at all.
"Do you like it?"
Nate asks.
"I love it so much, I promise to never take it off!"
Her words make Chucks heart beet loudly in his ears.
"Even in the bath Waldorf?" Chuck smirks at Blair as little butterflies begin to flutter in his stomach.
"You're heinous, and yes even in the bath Bass!" Blair quips looking adoringly at her ruby ring once again.
Blair is unceremoniously pulled off of cloud nine, when Serena later proclaims that her mother Lilly arranged for Brittney Spears and the Back Street Boys to play at her birthday party next week. Serena's news makes Leonardo Dicapiro a lonely movie star pale in comparison In Blair's mind. Dorota is left to comfort Blair when they all leave, but the little girl is inconsolable and pouts for days her only consolation the ruby ring on her finger.
