Chapter 9
"Ohh, Daisy, there you are!" called Marsha, bursting through the doorway to the flat. "You ready darling?" she asked.
"Uh… ready?" Daisy queried in a confused voice.
"We're going dress shopping, I told you last night in the pub! Honestly love, you're on another world these…. Tim, why are you wearing a hat but no trousers?"
Just then, Mike wandered in, humming.
"Hello, cadets… sweetheart", he said waving at everyone then dropping a kiss on Marsha's cheek. "I'm just heading out to check out gazebos and ministers… Tim, why are you wearing a hat but no trousers?"
Just as Tim was about to explain they all heard a howling noise from downstairs, followed by a shrill yell and some crashes, and then feet pounding on the stairs.
Then Brian burst in, distraught "Oh god…" he sounded like the old, self conscious Brian again "I've done something really stu- ...Tim why are you wearing a hat but no trousers?"
Suddenly Daisy reacted.
"Tim, why don't you go and put some trousers on, Marsha I will meet you downstairs in ten minutes, I just need to get changed, Brain will talk about your stupidity later on and Mike, good luck with the gazebo ministers but do you think you could all get out of here for a moment because Tim and I need to talk."
(Only the way she said it, it didn't have the commas. I just put them in so you wouldn't get confused.)
The others were so taken aback that they all said their respective goodbyes, see you laters and in Brian's case 'nnngghh' s and left closing the flat door behind them. Leaving Tim and Daisy alone.
A weird silence ensued, until both of them decided to talk at the same time.
"I'll just go and-" said Tim pointing at his room.
"I'll just make some -' said Daisy pointing at the kettle.
"Tea" said Tim.
"Trousers" finished Daisy.
They smiled at each other, a genuine smile, the first one they had shared in a while. Both of them felt strange warmth from it. Then they both remembered themselves and went about their business.
Tim shuffled off and pushed his door to, and then leant against it, his chest heaving. So he'd just been seen by the majority of his house mates in his underwear… but all he could think about was how Daisy had looked wandering into the flat just a few minutes ago.
Daisy poured fresh tea into two mugs, just as Tim walked into the kitchen. She looked up and they grinned at each other. He'd put on a nice shirt and taken his hat off. He even looked like he'd combed his hair.She'd taken her coat off and slung it on a chair. They sat down opposite from each other at the small table. Daisy passed him a mug of tea.
"Thanks" he said.
They sipped quietly for a few moments, savouring the hot drink and munching on the small plate of biscuits Daisy had put onut.
"Look, Tim…" Daisy began and then wondered where she was going with it.
"Dais, I'm really sorry about… last night. I hadn't got your message… and I know that's not really an excuse for behaving.. like a …'
"Twat?" she suggested, helpfully.
"Yeah, like a twat." he said. Then he smiled at her again. "It's just that… Robin… is also… a twat."
Daisy stifled the urge to agree with him. Instead she sighed and stood up, to get some more biscuits from the cupboard.
"You two would get on fine if you just gave each other a chance" she said, swinging the cupboard open, grabbing the Jaffa Cakes (OK fine, they aren't technically a biscuit, get off my back!). Only she shut the cupboard a little to violently and ended up trapping one of her fingers.
"Oww" she whined, clutching her hand.
Tim jumped up, concerned. He took her hand in his and began to massage it. "You silly pickle"
"Stop that! My hands are all crumby!" Daisy insisted.
"My hands are crumby too… what are you afraid of?" Tim asked, fixing her with a piercing look.
"Afraid?" asked Daisy.
"You're trembling" he grinned, still holding her hand.
"I am not trembling"
Daisy felt herself be drawn closer to Tim... it was so weird, yet right.
"I think you like me because I'm a twat… I don't think you've had enough twats in your life…Well… none quite like me, anyway…"
"Tim… do you think maybe we've taken the Empire Strikes back reference too far?" asked Daisy, as his lips neared hers.
"I'd like to take it just a little further, if you don't mind" he said. And then he paused for a second.
"Tim?" asked Daisy.
"What?" asked Tim.
"You're not… waiting for me to say the line are you?" she asked.
"Well, is that really so ha-"
Daisy leaned forward and kissed him. And Tim forgot all about Star Wars. Well.. for about two minutes, anyway.
