The Bass Family Picture Show Chapter 4, a gossip girl fanfic

Title: The Bass Family Picture Show

Author: Shelby

Summary: One-Shots of hidden moments Breakfast at the Basses did not reveal, to hold readers over for the hopefully short-termed hiatus. Chuck and Blair in married life with Charlie and Max, maybe even little Ephram as well.

A/N: You are all such lovely reviewers. I thank you very much! Okay so this one-shot is actually one I've had for a while and I still don't have my files, but I had sent this to one of my friends to read through email and remembered. So I retrieved it from my sent folder and now you guys can read it, yeah! I hope you enjoy it. Oh and the whole Charlie going by the name Vivien, was actually something I did as a child so this one-shot was funny to write.

"When Charlie was six she decided to go by a totally different name for five weeks. What was the name?" Max asked with a sigh.

Andrew instantly flashed a look towards Lex. The blond bit his bottom lip and racked his brain. The dark haired boy on the other hand smirked. He went to answer, but was rudely interrupted by the Archibald.

"Um… It was from one of those old movies she likes. That character um… Scarlett?" Andrew guessed. He looked completely dumbfounded.

Charlie's face fell and she avoided Lex's eyes. That was so wrong. Max parted his lips to respond, but was then cut off by his best friend.

"Actually," Lex cut in and spoke clearly, "She made people call her Vivien as in Vivien Leigh. She did this because then not only could she be the character Scarlett O'Hara from Gone with the Wind, but also any other parts she played. And this is because Vivien Leigh was and is her favorite actress."

Charlie and Lex's eyes connected as his voice trailed off in a sexy… correction, annoying way.

"Correct," Max chuckled as he watched the display. Lex looked completely cocky as he winked at Andrew to try and intimidate him. By the look on Andrew's face, it had worked.

"Well you can't remember everything. Max, try another one. I'm sure you can do it, Andrew," Charlie nodded nervously and flashed a smile.

Lex felt his blood boil as he watched the display. Why was she so insistent on having this idiot take her to the fifth grade dance?

"Alright um…" Max looked down the list his sister had provided and then back up at the two boys.

"Besides Gone with the Wind, what famous love story or movie does Charlie love next?"

Charlie sighed in irritation, but Max ignored her of course. Why did he have to pick all the questions that had something to do with love or romance? Andrew was bad at that, but then Lex should be too. After all he was a jerk, he made out with Ella Beaton! And every other girl for that matter… No, she had more pride than that. Even if she didn't want Andrew to take her and a part of her wanted to go with Lex, she refused to let him win. She wanted him to be scared, to think that he wasn't that close to her anymore. She wanted him to panic and then forget about all his random whores because of it and fight for her.

Others said he got jealous, but she never saw it. That wasn't fair. She always looked like an idiot when her mouth would scream, 'Get off him skank!' without consent from her brain and everyone would look at her. He wasn't her boyfriend and the last thing she wanted was him or other people thinking she wanted him to be. No, she wanted everyone to see him wanting her, but not being able to have her. She wanted the tables turned for once.

"Romeo and Juliet, everybody likes that love story right?" Andrew inquired, eyebrows raised.

Charlie wanted to bang her head against the table. Did the boy never listen to her when she spoke to him?! Thank God she wasn't really infatuated with him or she'd be miserable.

"Judging by that presumptuous look on your face Alexander, I'm betting you have the answer," Max commented with shocked sarcasm.

Andrew sunk in his seat and looked away from Charlie in shame.

"Duh, she only spoke of it a hundred times. In front of everyone, I might add," the blue eyed boy proclaimed and nudged Andrew.

"Well then put your money where your mouth is and cut the small talk," Charlie blurted.

Max raised his eyebrows at his sister. It was seldom they heard such a lame comment from her. She really was nervous.

"Fine," Lex retorted, teeth clenched. She was favoring Andrew and he didn't understand why. Well if she wanted an answer then he'd do one better. He knew her more than anyone and she was going to see that whether she wanted to or not!

"First off, you hate Romeo and Juliet. In fact you detest with a great passion and call it a play, probably written by another and stolen by Shakespeare, which represents the stupidity and misjudgment of those who fall for the first person that walks through the door. I believe a direct quote was, 'Everyone thinks' it's so romantic, Romeo and Juliet, true love, how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, she deserved whatever she got.'".

Charlie's eyes widened and she stared at him in awe. How did he remember that? She had said it once and at the time and didn't even think he was listening. It was at her Aunt Serena and Uncle Dan's Hampton house. All the kids were eating lunch and her father and Uncle Dan had come into the room. They were having grown-up talk about a book he read or something. Her Uncle Dan was disappointed and said:

"I mean where is the next 'Tristan and Isolde' or Romeo and Juliet?"

She knew her father hated Romeo and Juliet, as did her mother. So she wanted to impress them, show she could be a part of grown-up talk. It was then she said:

"Everyone thinks' it's so romantic, Romeo and Juliet, true love, how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, she deserved whatever she got."

Her Uncle Dan looked horrified and scared of her contribute to the conversation, but her father looked so proud. He had picked her up from where she sat at the stupid kids table, no one even looking up, and taken her to the adult table to sit on his lap. He talked with her about grown-up things and devoted all his attention to her. Not even her mother had gotten a word in on the conversation.

"That doesn't answer the question, but only provides useless information," she snapped out of the memory and shook her head. She had almost wanted to kiss him. That was bad! He would have won! No, that would not happen!

"Well then next time let me finish!" Lex practically shouted.

Andrew and Max sensed the tension and sort of scooted away from both of them. They stayed in the room, but preferred to look at each rather than Charlie and Lex.

"Well?" she questioned when he didn't keep speaking. He muttered something under his breath and then looked up at her again.

"After Rhett and Scarlett from Gone with the Wind, you love Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth from Pride and Prejudice. Next are Cleopatra and Mark Antony. Despite the similarities to Romeo and Juliet you find them to be much more sophisticated and love that they are an actual historical couple as well. Want me to keep going down the list or are you satisfied?" he proclaimed.

Their stare shot up in intensity and Charlie took a step back.

"Fine, ask another question, Max," her voice now sounded with defeat.

Lex could not believe that they were still bothering with this. Andrew knew nothing! He knew everything! He knew more than Max, her own brother!

"Alright I'm tired of this, Charlie. As judge I say whoever gets this question takes you to the dance," Max told them and then looked down at the sheet.

"What sole place in Brooklyn does Charlie enjoy and why… What?" His voice sounded irritated. Charlie pulled on his sleeve.

"Figure it out!" he shouted at the two boys and then pulled his sister just outside the room.

"I don't know this," Andrew admitted quietly to Lex.

"I know," he sighed with happiness, "But I do." Andrew opened his mouth to say something else, but then they heard whispers from outside the door.

"Charlie, you don't want to go with Andrew. Even Andrew knows that you don't want to go with him. I know you want to go with Lex. He's gotten the answer to every question, he's always around you, and he's the only boy you consider your equal for crying out loud! What is the problem?" Max's voice pressed.

Lex turned towards the door wand wondered the same thing.

"Because," Charlie replied in a panic, "despite me wanting to go with him, he'll just ruin my night. Ella Beaton or someone else will end up flirting with him and even if he ignores them everyone will be whispering about me and how they made out last week! I just want to dance and look perfect! I want the night to be perfect. I don't want to end up crying in the bathroom. I don't' want him to win for once. It isn't fair!"

Lex's face fell and he stared at his hands. Their whispers continued, but he blocked them out. She wanted the perfect night. Even if she didn't want Andrew, he was irrelevant. She just wanted someone other than him.

"Her favorite place is the Botanical Gardens in Brooklyn and she loves them because it shows something exquisite and beautifully unique can be found in the most unlikely places," Lex whispered to Andrew.

"What? Don't give me your answer. You wanted to win," Andrew said back silently.

"Just answer the God damn question when they come back in, Archibald," he retorted and rolled his eyes.

Andrew parted his lips to say something else, but then Charlie and Max came in. She refused to look at Lex or Andrew, but just glared at Max.

"Alright who has the answer?" Max sighed and looked at Lex. He knew that Andrew had no idea, but Lex did.

"I don't remember," Lex lied and looked at Charlie.

She frowned at the tone of his voice. It sounded… sad?

"Andrew, do you have the answer?" Max shrugged. He just wanted to be done with the activity. How he even got roped in was beyond him.

"You knew that?" she gasped.

Andrew nodded nervously. Lex felt his stomach churn.

"Yep he did, so he's taking you to our fifth grade dance, sis. Lex, let's go up to my room," Max cut in and then left the room.

"Hope you two have fun," Lex muttered sarcastically and went up the staircase. He looked back to see Charlie was now smiling as she went on about her dress color and where he was supposed to get his suit. The night was going to be perfect for her. He didn't even feel like going anymore.

A/N: Anyone else reminded of the whole Chuck/Blair/Nate situation. I always imaged they had moments like this when they were younger, only that Blair did adore Nate where as Charlie was literally just using him as a prop. Well tell me your thoughts and if you'd like more to hold you over for the hiatus.