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It had been a few days since Maurice had gone to the fair. This wasn't odd at all, Jules wasn't expecting him back for a week at least.
Jules sat in the living room of the house he and his father shared, engrossed in his book. while outside there stood Aimée along side her best friend Aurore. She was the same height as Aimée but not near and curvy , she had a much darker shade of blonde hair and big droopy eyes which many commented "Always made her look like she was sleepy"

She usually dressed in a plain violet colored dress. She had been bored and decided to follow Aimée from town looking for something to do. They we both at present huddled under the window by the water wheel that Maurice had rigged up peering inside at Jules.

"Uhh...Aimée doesn't this seem a bit...eccentric"

"What?" Aimée said staring intently at Julian while he was bent over reading. " Sigh look at him ,wasting away with the same dull books in the same dull house all alone..aw it breaks my heart.

"Yes, yes- , but seriously we're spying on Jules through his window and your reason to justify this is?"

"Ohhhh- isn't he just the most handsome boy in all France?" Aimée said in a dazed but exited tone

Aurore could see she wasn't making much headway and simply rolled her eyes and indulged her friend. "Just thought I'd ask...so what's your plan to "help him"?
Aimée turned to her friend with a big grin "Oh im glad you asked" she said holding up a leather bag she had brought with them.

She quickly ran off behind large tree about 10 minutes later reappeared wearing a long a flowing bridal gown and a veil laid out gracefully over her golden locks.
Then she did a quick sweep of the field around her and picked all the most beautiful wild flowers she could find. when she had enough she pulled them into a bouquet and stood before her dear friend.

"Well? how do i look? like a princess?" Aimée said gushing over herself

"Uhh...yeah you look great- very princess-y...what's going on here?"

Aimée rolled her eyes "Honestly Aurore, you can be so dense sometimes.." she said doing her usual pout

"...Clearly..."Aurore said wondering if her long time friend had actually snapped this time

"Isn't it obvious ? Here i am looking absolutely gorgeous in my wedding gown, Julian will come out, see me, realize how amazing I'll look when I'm married to him and how happy we'll be. He'll propose on the spot and we live happily ever after"

Aurore was tempted to let this play out without saying a word...but...no, she had to say something -stupid friendship responsibilities "Aimée I can't in good faith let you do this with out saying something. That's an absolute ridiculous idea and i can't see it working at all"

Aimée's jaw almost dropped "What? how can you say that?!" She Scowled "I'll show you, just you watch I'm gonna have Julian as my fiancé in 5 minutes flat"
She said too quickly to give Aurore a chance to rebut and half stormed towards the front door. Aurore walked back a little and took a seat on tree stump.

She had made a reasonable protest and Aimée had chosen to ignore it, she decided Philosophically. Her conscious was clean and now all she could do was watch...
Jules was sitting in the living room reading the very climatic ending to his favorite book.

The hero looked up at the decrepit dark building, rain pouring from the sky as he dashed through the mob and tried to make for the doors, praying to god that he wasnt too late. He reached the doors and-

Knock Knock Knock

"Grahh" Jules made a sound of annoyance as he looked at the door a moment before deciding he wasnt at home and returned to his book.
He reached the doors , shoving the twin slabs of woods out of his way-

Knock Knock Knock!

Jules looked up again, telling himself again "I'm not at home..." and went back to his-

Knock! Knock! Kno-

"Alright I'm coming!" Jules slammed his book closed with a satisfying "thump" and put it on the table rising to answer the door.
He walked over and looked through the very useful peep-hole his father had installed in the door to find the smiling face of Aimée looking back. Jules made a face of annoyence then opened the door putting on a believable smile.

"Bonjour Julian"

"Bonjour Aimée, you...uh..look very nice today"

"Oh - don't i though? thank you for noticing" she stepped inside without invitation

Jules rolled his eyes at this " So what can i help you with Aimée?"

"Me? I don't need any help Julian. i just thought id help you.." she said stepping very close and pressing her ample cleavage against his chest.

"That's uh ...very kind of you" He said stepping away , trying not to think too hard on the less then chivalrous thoughts in his mind. "But I don't need help right now" He said taking a few steps back.

Aimée pouted " But Jules- don't you like my dress?"

"Uhh-yes you look really nice, i said"

"A few people said I look like a princess" She said trying to step closer to Jules

"Is that right?"

"Oh-yes, so i thought Jules is always reading those books about hero's saving the girl. but now that you have me-A real princess, you can stop reading and live the fantasy- just imagine it"

she said as she sat on the edge of the table . "You and Me, a rustic hunting lodge, my handsome hubby, messaging my shoulders and showering me with gifts, while the little ones play with the dogs on the floor-We'll have 6 or 7 of course"

"Uh...Dogs?"

"Haha no Julian, Beautiful little girls like me. You'll need to get a job of course, so that our daughters and I will be able to afford jewelry and dresses and things.
You can get a job at the Tavern with my father. Doesnt that just sound wonderful?" Aimée said hoping off the table and rushing towards Jules.

"Oh-uh yeah that sounds great" He said as he ducked around the table to avoid Aimée "But I-uh im not sure you have the right guy..."
"Of course I do Julian" She made a bee line for Jules and cornered him against the door "Cmon Julian, lets get married and make that life a reality ..." She leaned in for a kiss, closing her eyes and pursing her lips.

"I'm really sorry Aimée but-" Jules fumbled with the door knob "I'm just not worthy of such a beautiful girl like you"

The door opened wide and Aimée leaning too far forward tripped over Jules and fell out the door and into the small pond that fed the water wheel.

"Arghh! My Dress!" Aimée said looking at the mud stained white cloth. Jules Quickly Closed the door in hopes of escaping any more of Aimée Purposel. She crawled out of the pond wiping mud and twigs from her skirt and saw Aurore still sitting on the tree stump in her usual aloof demure.

"So...how did it go?" She asked with an air of "I told you so"

"Not ONE more word..." Aimée said ready to punch her know it all friend in the face "I WILL have Julian as my husband-make no mistake!" She said with a sneer/ pout and stormed off while Aurore following a little ways behind

Jules stuck his head out the door "Is she gone?" He saw her and Aurore disappear around the bend "Oh thank god..." He went back inside, put his book on the shelf and went to attend to the animals.

He grabbed the oats from the shed and went to feed the goats "Can you guys believe that? she asked be to marry her Again."
Jules spoke often to the animals of his problems as they were the only ones around and great listeners in Jules opinion.

"ME stuck with that ditzy girl working at the tavern in this boring little town, doting on her every whim for the rest of my life, no-I refuse to let that happen -I garrentee it! "
The goats gave a bleet in replay and Jules sighed "Thanks for that pearl of wisdom.." Jules continued his chores thinking to himself that it would be nice to have someone to talk too for once..some one who understood that he wanted ...MORE ...he wanted more then anyone couldve planned.

His train of thought was interupted by the whinnys of Phillipe as he came barrarling into the yard, the cart still in tow.