Here we go, chapter three! This time there'll be a whole lot less grammar mistakes, pinkie swear!
(FPOV)
We were at the bacon factory, off the boarder of Seattle, and I could tell Sam was having a ball. We started in the bacon gift shop, waiting for our tour time.
Who knew people made bacon clocks and tables for a living? It was entertaining, the way Sam craved bacon, and it's I don't know... cute.
I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard Sam arguing with an employee
"Excuse me Lady, but what do you mean that the bacon frying pan is not for sale? I found it in the 50% off table! You have no reason for not selling me this lovely pan."
Uh oh.
"I'm sorry miss but I deserve this pan. The only reason why I'm working here is because of this pan!"
"I don't give a flying ham about whether you deserve it or not! I want to buy this pan and I want to buy it now! As a customer I have a right to give you money for what I want."
"You little Bit-"
Okay, that's enough, I decided to intervene.
"Excuse me, but you don't want to mess with my fiancée. You see, It's our anniversary and she has O.B.D, and you DO NOT want to get on her bad side. If you do she... well, you know O.B.D's," I say, making it up on the spot.
The lady's face softens, glancing at Sam. "Oh my, is it serious?"
"Yes, and contagious too, you better leave before you catch it", I try to say keeping a straight face.
The lady quickly gives the pan to Sam and backs away.
(SPOV)
"Oh my chizz that was hilarious! What does O.B.D stand for anyway?"
I can't believe the nub actually did that for me! He's so sweet! I got to get my beloved pan after all.
"Babe, I made it up on the spot! O.B.D stands for obsessive bacon disorder! I can't believe that lady was such an idiot!"
"THE BACON TOUR IS ABOUT TO BEGIN," a loud intercom declared.
"Alright, let's go! I want to be at the front of the line," I grab Freddie's hand and pull him to the stairs.
We started the tour by going through the factory, learning how bacon is made. It was awesome; I even got to put a batch in the oven.
Then we watched a movie showing the history of the crunchy snack. I thought I knew everything that had to do with bacon but boy, was I wrong!
Did you know that Bacon is distinguished from salt pork and ham by differences in the brine? Do I know what that even means? No. But is it cool? Soosh yea!
If I didn't think that was awesome enough,
I was wrong.
They had a whole freaking room for bacon testing!
I thought I was in heaven. There was a bug round counter in the middle of a room where you can sample up to 3 pieces of bacon per country.
And I ate all of it, from Afghanistan to Zimbabwe, and every country in between.
Even Freddie thought it was good, and I kept thanking him over and over for bringing me here. I didn't even know that there was a such thing as a bacon factory before today!
But now here I was, on a bacon bench sulking because they ran out of Bolivian bacon. That was my favourite kind, and you couldn't find them at regular grocery stores!
But that wasn't all that was on my mind. I got some news this morning that I don't quite know how to handle. I was nervous and scared to tell Freddie, and I really hope he would like it, it's not exactly the best present to give right now, but it'll have to work- IF he really loves me.
To tell you the truth I was a nervous wreck all day long. I'm just good at hiding my emotions I guess. My sulking was interrupted when Freddie surprised me.
"Hey, sweetie I have something for you," He says.
"Another gift, Freddie..."
I opened the package. And I open it to find it revealed Bolivian Bacon!
"Bolivian Bacon, Freddie I thought they ran out!" I exclaimed.
"Well, they did run out... after I bought the last box."
"I love you baby, happy anniversary," he says.
"I love you too Freddie, but um... I need to tell you something. Can we go back to the car?"
"Sure, but Sam, tell me, is what you're telling me have anything to do with you looking sad throughout all dinner?"
Hun? He noticed? I guess I'm not as good at hiding my feelings than I thought...
"Yes," I admit, I guess I better get this over with.
Freddie walks me to his red convertible. I hope he doesn't see my hands shaking.
We sit in the front seats, and I start to tell him... but then looking at Freddie's cute smile and bursting biceps through his nice shirt and tie... we end up making out.
After several minutes I get tired and I just have to tell him.
"Freddie"... kiss..."I love"...kiss... "You"... kiss..."Please"... kiss... "I have"...kiss..."to tell"... kiss..."You".
I pull away and stare into his eyes...
"Freddie, I'm pregnant," I blurt out.
"What?"
Ha ha ha ha ha! My first cliff hanger! Review and the next chapter will come faster! :) I basically took all of the bacon factory scenes from my experience at the Ben and Jerry's factory in Vermont. So you weren't expecting that were you? Let's just say I have tricks up my sleeves. ; P
