Here, as REDMW555, over there, REDPOET123 (The Dreamer).
Well, thanks to my three reviews, I am now happy to write the next chapter. I would like to thank CCandNiles4ever, ladybrin and ME (who said more, more, more, so here you go), thanks for the reviews.
Inspired by: The movie, 'The Back-Up Plan'
C.C. was laughing so hard. Niles had cake on his face, and as he stood there, watching her laugh like a maniac, he finally said,
"You know, just because it's your birthday, doesn't mean you're going to get away with it."
And without a warning, he started chasing her, trying to get her. She screamed a bit, before running to the office, laughing, giggling. When she got there, she went in, and slammed the door in his face. Justice has been served!
"C.C, what was that for? Why did you slam the door on Niles?"
"She's evil Sir, just pure evil," Niles said, who was still in the other side of the door.
"He's the evil one Maxwell, he slammed the door in my face…twice!"
"She's a liar, sir,"
"I am not a liar! Maxwell, you know me, I wouldn't lie to you,"
"You two really need to grow up, seriously."
"But Maxwell!"
"Sir!" They both said simultaneously
"Now, Niles you should be in the kitchen making dinner, and C.C you're staying here for dinner, since today is your birthday, am I correct?"
C.C nodded.
"Work here is done, you can make yourself at home while you're waiting, but both of you stop this nonsense, no more shenanigans. Do you hear me?"
C.C nodded, and Niles shouted yes, through the other side of the door.
C.C decided to follow Niles. He waited for her there, to make her see what she had done to his face, he gave her the evil eye, and she couldn't help but smile.
"So how old are you now, 71?" He asked
"I am not 71!"
"Really? Then how old are you?"
"That is none of your business!"
"Well, I guess to me your 71,"
"I'm NOT 71!"
"Sure Ms. Babcock, sure,"
"You Butler Boy are one stubborn old man,"
"Ditto!"
"I'm hungry," She said.
The randomness of the socialite shocked Niles. With a look of 'you have got to be kidding,' she shrugged and walked to the refrigerator.
"You know dinner is almost ready,"
"I don't want to wait that long,"
"30 minutes is nothing,"
"Niles!"
"Fine, if you really want to spoil your dinner, go ahead,"
C.C stopped to think, and realized he was right.
"Ok,"
After waiting 30 minutes, C.C was getting impatient. Walking back and forth in the living room. Finally, dinner was ready.
As Niles was setting the table, C.C sat down on and couldn't stop feeling sick with the smell. 'Are those mushrooms. But I love mushrooms, how could I feel sick smelling mushrooms,' she thought. 'It's probably something else.'
"Wow, doesn't it smell delicious," Fran said, the children nodded, and Maxwell smiled. As the smell became stronger, C.C's stomach became weaker, as soon as Niles came into the room, with the food, C.C ran to the bathroom, holding her mouth with her hand, trying not to vomit on the table.
"Oh wow, is his cookin to her that bad?" Fran asked,
"Poor thing, she's probably sick," Maxwell said.
While they kept on talking about C.C. Niles thought about how odd this all came to be. How can she be sick that fast, since she felt and looked fine before? She was even hungry. This also seemed odd to him, because the food that she apparently got sick of was her favorite. Was.
"Niles, you must feel insulted," said Maggie.
And while all that, C.C was at the bathroom, taking out all the food she ate before all this.
'Why does this happen to pregnant women? It doesn't even make sense!' she thought, after she had flushed, though still on the floor, feeling weak.
There was a knock on the door, and C.C used all her strength to pick herself up, and walk to the door to open it.
It was Niles of course, with some mints, and a cup of water. C.C mouthed a thank you to him. Noticing how weak she is he decided to help her walk to the couch, laid her down, and walked up the stairs to get her a blanket. When he did, he explained to her that Maxwell had let her stay for the night, since she was sick to her stomach, and that she didn't have to work. Even though C.C. didn't want to, he wouldn't take no for an answer.
"You're staying and you're not working tomorrow, and that's final!"
And that was that. After she fell asleep, Niles didn't feel right leaving her in the couch, so he decided to carry her to the guest room.
He went back downstairs to tell Maxwell about C.C. already sleeping in the guest room, and Maxwell just nodded.
C.C woke up around four in the morning with an empty stomach. She was also craving for something sweet and sour. When she opened the refrigerator, she decided she wanted most of the things inside, and just stuffed everything in her mouth.
Then she felt like there was somebody behind her, and of course, it was the butler, with a smirk on his face, hands crossed.
"Well, something is definitely wrong with you, stuffing yourself first, then throwing all away, and stuffing again?"
With food still in her mouth, she shrugs, until she swallowed and thought of something to tell him without giving herself away.
"You know, mushrooms really aren't my favorite."
"Really? It was last week,"
"Shoot!" She thought,
"Well…for the past week I've been eating nothing but mushrooms, and I guess I grew tired of them…It happens."
Niles nodded, and walked back the stairs, but before going any deeper to the second floor, he shouted to C.C,
"There is vanilla Ice cream in the back freezer, if you're interested,"
And with that, she ran to the freezer, and grabbed the ice cream.
After all that eating, she finally went back up to her room, and fell asleep. For a long time.
It was now three O'clock in the afternoon, nobody in the house really felt like waking the ice queen, since they were all scared of her, so they let her sleep, and finally she woke up. As she looked at the clock, her eyes grew larger than ever, and hurried to get ready, still tired.
As went down the stairs, in the living room, there was the little one, and the boy watching something on television.
Both had turned when they heard a moan from the socialite, with a hand on her head.
"Hi Ms. Babcock," Gracie said,
C.C ignores the poor girl and walks to the office, which she found the grownups.
"Why didn't any of you wake me up?"
"Gee Ms. Babcock, you look tired,"
C.C groans again, and sits down on the green couch, and rest her head on the arm of the chair, and uses her arm to cover her face.
"C.C I thought I said you don't have to work today,"
"I know," she said, with her face still covered.
"Then what are you still doing here, you should be resting,"
"Maxwell, I just slept through most of the day, I think that was resting,"
"Well, go back to bed, and Niles will take you some chicken soup,"
"NO MUSHROOMS!" Said Fran
"That's why its CHICKEN soup Nanny Fine,"
"Well just ta be sure, I don't think I would want ta see ya run off like ya did yestaday,"
C.C took her head out of the arm of the chair, and gave a stare to the Nanny.
She rolled her eyes, and threw her head back to the chair.
"Niles, please help C.C walk to her room,"
Niles nodded.
"Ow, my freaking head hurts!" she said,
Niles rolled his eyes,
"Oh, stop your whining!"
While he was trying to help her get up, C.C tried to make it hard for him to help get up, on purpose, she pretended to be like noodles, since she didn't want to leave,
"Ms. Babcock, would you please stop being so stubborn!" then without a warning, he carried her once again,
"Niles! What the heck!"
Both Maxwell and Fran were surprised to what was happening, C.C being a whiner, and Niles listing her up out of nowhere.
When she did end up in bed, she fell asleep once again, and with Niles still by her side, he shook his head, and whispered to himself,
'What is going on with you Babcock,' and left the room.
Though, all not knowing that there will be worse situations with the blonde later.
Sorry if some of this didn't make sense to you, right know I'm really sick, and I just wanted to right the next chapter before it ends up in the pile. I promise the next chapter will be better.
-REDMW555 (The Dreamer)
