A/N: I can't believe that people actually read my fanfic because I never wrote something like this and I am not a Native speaker. I was so shocked that people reviewed. Thank you so much, it's encouraging to know that there are human beings reading my story.
I know, it is not very long but I hope that you like the second chapter nevertheless. Very fluffy inded. xx
Winter Activities - Chapter 2
After Charles had found his shoes, Mr. and Mrs. Carson put their coats on, together with scarfs, caps and gloves. Additional, Elsie had packed a basket with a hot bottle of tea and some sandwiches.
She got ready to go outside when she was stopped by her husband who laid a hand on her upper arm.
"My dear, I think you forget sometimes that I am your daft but lovely husband that is supposed to carry that heavy basket to unburden your tender hands" said Charles, trying to take the wooden bag from Elsie.
Smiling mischievously, but lovingly at him, she retorted "But I know that you have a bad back, Charles and I wouldn't risk you to worsen it."
He wanted to answer her but was stopped by his wife exclaiming that she nearly would have forgotten her shoes, so she went to the sitting room where she had tried them on and gave Charles time to retrieve the basket with his right hand, while his shoes dangled on their shoelaces from the other one.
When Elsie came back, she looked at him with a face that spoke more than thousand words, a glance of disapproval. Neither of them said a word until Elsie spoke with a raised eyebrow "Well, to quote you… You are my daft but lovely husband, so I will let you get through with it."
Charles smiled again and bent down to kiss his wife on the cheek. "Thank you, darling."
They walked together down the lonely paths that were covered with snow and enjoyed the picturesque landscape. Eventually, they stopped for two or three or four - or more - stolen kisses.
They sounds of giggles and laughter could be heard soon and both quickened their pace to discover a wonderful scenery. The lake was, indeed, frozen and six or seven kids were skating on it with red faces but big smiles. Charles and Elsie were transfixed as they saw so many happy children and even if they were more than fifty years older than them, they felt young as a bloom in spring.
"Come, let's get our shoes on. I can't wait for the feeling of the vats on the ice below me!" exclaimed Charles with a childish delight in his voice that made him to Elsie all the more endearing.
Looking in her husband's handsome face, she said "Yes, let's but I think I will need help with my shoes, I haven't got the hang of them yet."
"Of course I will help you, just sit down with me on the waterside."
They did as he said and when he was finished with his shoes, he knelt in front of the sitting Elsie, smiled at her lovingly and let her tiny feet slip in the shoes which he fastened tenderly.
"Ready? It may be a bit slippery on the beginning though I will catch you if you fall."
Suddenly aware of the fact that she had never done this before, she looked a bit anxious.
Her face lit up when she remembered a conversation.
With an innocent face, she asked "Suppose I fall over?"
Charles played along with retorting "Suppose a bomb goes off? Suppose we're hit by a falling star? You can hold my hand, then we're both going on together."
Elsie looked up at him "I think I will hold your hand. You will make me feel a bit steadier."
And with total honesty and love in his eyes, he quoted her by saying "You can always hold my hand if you need to feel steady."
A/N: If you have a minute, let me know what you think about it, I am ever so grateful.