Chapter 7

Oh, You're Awake? Things Just Got Awkward

It had been nearly two hours and Charlie and Marcie were still at the ball field. Her cute-but loud-snores made him giggle as he petted her hair. Her eyes soon opened to the blinding sunset. "Ch-Charles...what happened?" she asked, sitting up as she hanged her head, letting the tears trickle down her cheeks.

"Oh, you're awake?" Charlie Brown asked obliviously as Marcie rubbed her eyes wearily.

"Yeah, obviously…" she responded with a brief yawn. "So what happened? Where is everyone else?" she questioned.

"Well, you collapsed almost two hours ago and I was watching you sleep" the failure face admitted, sweating nervously.

"You were watching me sleep?" the brunette asked in disbelief. She blushed to herself at the thought of Charlie Brown loving her so much, he'd watch her doze. Maybe he'd do that when they were older too…

"Yeah…you were dead to the world, I almost thought you'd never wake up," he answered back, handing her the pair of glasses.

"Thanks, Charles…you know, I usually sleep with my glasses on to see my dreams; but I knew what I was dreaming of, but I knew what I was dreaming of this time…" she explained, hoping he didn't see her blush.

"Well, you were talking in your sleep…" she became concerned. "and you were talking about something; I just can't remember what it was…Aughhh! Sorry, Marcie…this just got awkward" he remarked.

"Well I'm sure it didn't matter, Charles…after all, it was just a foolish dream and I have them all the time," she answered, wiping the small bit of drool coming from her mouth.

"No, I just remembered what it was you were saying: you were talking about marriage or something in that category" he explained. Busted…

"Well Charles, you see…sometimes I dream about silly things, besides, aren't we too young to talk about marriage?" Marcie asked, blushing an even brighter red than before.

"Silly? I had a dream of marrying the girl of my dreams too a few nights ago" Charlie Brown admitted.

"Is she Heather or Peppermint Patty?" the bespectacled girl questioned.

"Nope and nope" he explained.

"Then who?" she asked before her eyes widened behind the opaque lenses of her glasses. "Y-you mean it?"

"There's only one girl left," he answered, pulling her in for a kiss; and not on the cheek either. This one was mouth-to-mouth, just like in her dream. "And it's Marceline Rebecca Carlin" he smirked, his lips parting from his friend's.

"But Charles, I'm Marceline Rebecca Carlin…that doesn't mean what I think it does, does it?" Marcie asked.

"You got it right on the nose" the round headed boy giggled as his friend covered her face in humiliation.

"Charles, you're making me blush," she explained, sighing a little.

"You're cute when you blush" Charlie Brown answered with a little snicker. "You're also cute when you snore," he thought with a silly smile.

"Charles, what's so funny?" she asked, standing up.

"Well; correct me if I'm wrong but I think you were dreaming of marrying me" he smiled knowingly.

"Y-yeah…you were there, and so was Snoopy; he could talk too" she explained, lending Charlie Brown a hand up.

"He could?" Charlie asked in disbelief. Sure Marcie was weird, but even he couldn't have imagined anyone dreaming of Snoopy talking. This was rare.

"He led me into this room and when we came out, there you were and you proposed to me with a blue ring, it was so romantic, Charles," she continued.

"So that's why you were yelling 'yes' in your sleep" he thought quietly to himself, nodding his head in agreement.

"What did you say?" Marcie asked, noticing what he was saying to himself.