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Laughing so hard that her stomach was beginning to ache, Tracy managed to splutter,
"Link, we're gonna be in so much trouble tomorrow! I don't think Corny'll mind, but Mrs Von Tussle …."
"Trace, that old crone's been fired!"
Tracy's eyes widened in shock.
"What?!"
"You mean you missed that? Honestly, Trace, sometimes … anyway, your mom caught Velma on camera telling Amber that she'd switched the tallies for the Miss Teenage Hairspray competition!"
Tracy smiled broadly thinking of her mom – finally she had managed to stand up to that awful woman!
Link opened the passenger door for his girl and then strolled round to the other side to slide into the driving seat. Once the doors were firmly shut, he gently leaned over, took Tracy's face in both hands and whispered, "Thank you, Tracy Turnblad" before slowly kissing her.
"You've made me a better person Trace. I don't care how clichéd that sounds … over the past few weeks, and I'm still not quite sure how, you've brought me out of myself. I used to be a superficial mess. Now I have you!" He grinned and Tracy grinned back.
Her mind was racing so fast that she just did the first thing that popped into her head – she practically attacked him, in a good way, with the most passionate kiss Link had ever experienced, with neither of them coming up for air for several minutes.
Link looked deep into her eyes.
"Come on, Trace – let's get going. I'm kind of hungry."
As they set off, Link realised how dangerous his driving would be tonight – every possible second he had to spare he turned his head to look at Tracy, who would always meet his gaze faithfully and beam at him.
Before too long, they had pulled up outside Link's favourite diner, which he couldn't wait to show Tracy. The only downside was that it kind of reminded him of Amber … what delightful memories … usually her yelling at him for not making her look good on Corny's show, or for getting annoyed at her winking at another guy. At the time, Link had wanted to do everything to please her, to make sure that she didn't dump him like she had all the other guys. Only now he could see that she was solely interested in him because he was the best dancer on the show with the brightest future – and the highest earning potential. The more he thought about it, the more Amber appeared to be exactly like her scheming mother, who had disposed of her millionaire husband practically as soon as they had been married. 'Accidentally suffocated', my ass.
Link pushed open the front door tinkling the little bell and strolled over to his favourite booth in the corner, proudly holding Tracy on his arm.
Ordering a cheeseburger and milkshake each the pair couldn't keep their eyes off each other the entire time, with Tracy raising her eyebrow every once in a while as Link's foot found her own, sending a tingle right up to her racing heart.
The electricity was so palpable between them that as soon as they had paid the check and left the place they literally couldn't keep their hands off of each other, almost making out in the street for the world (well, for the Baltimore housewives, anyway) to see.
Tracy checked her watch.
"Link, I'd better be heading home … you know how my ma worries!"
This was something Link had experienced firsthand yesterday watching Edna Turnblad wear out the floorboards in her lounge, pacing up and down as the manhunt for Tracy continued after her little stunt with the police office.
Thinking back to it now made him chuckle, and a little smile creased up his lips.
"What? What are you thinking of?"
Link paused.
"You, Trace – only you."
They shared a quiet moment, just looking at each other, searching each others' faces, and both grinning at what they saw.
"Come on then, my little girl, let's get you home!"
Outside Tracy's modest front door Link stood on the step below her so that they were, for once, at the same height, and kissed her goodnight, not wanting to watch her walk away from him.
"Trace, I'll pick you up tomorrow – around 8am?"
"Sure!" Tracy paused and pouted. "I don't wanna have to let you go tonight, Link!"
She blew him a kiss, and he caught it in his palm. She giggled at his cheesiness and said goodnight, closing the front door behind her. He waited for several minutes before getting back into the car, watching all the lights in the house go out.
"Sleep tight Ms Turnblad", he whispered. He sure couldn't wait for tomorrow.
A/N I realise that nothing much has really happened so far in my stories, but I just love writing anything about Tracy and Link so sometimes I forget to give it any kind of plot.
I promise next time there'll be some proper structure. Suggestions are totally welcome – what would you guys like to see?