As you may know, I've start another series. I have a schedule for their chapters, this one will go to chapter ten, then Pollen will go to four, then this on the twelve, and so on. So basically after awhile it will be two chapters for each and then switch. Also I have seen the Scaris special and I am SO glad Catrine does very minor things as my head cannons can all be alive still. Anyway I hope you enjoy Chapter 8.


Chapter 8: She Loves Me Too?

Considering the distance between the cupcake shop and the Arc de Screomphe I went back to my home and got on my scooter. It was my sixteenth birthday present, my family saved up for it and all pitched in. It was probably the plus gentille thing they've ever done for me. It was bleu and blanc as well was the matching helmet. I placed it onto my head and put on my sunglasses which I had kept in my purse and was on my way. Or I was about to be.

"Those things for your petite amie, or have you started a romantique delivery service?" Catlogero asked me as he walked outside with my younger sister, Katchay. She was twelve, making her five years younger than me and nine years younger than Catlogero.

"Sœur! Où étiez-vous?" she came over to me and hugged me right after I had gotten up. She knew more English than our parents, but much less than Catlogero and I. As soon as she made contact I could hear her purr and I started petting her soft violet hair.

"Oh you know, avoir une vie amoureuse," I answered her as she let go "Anyway, Catlogero, I am delivering these to her, right now actually," I said as I got back on my scooter.

"Oh ho ho then, but what happens when father finds out? You know that you're a lesbienne and such," he said as he came up and placed his elbows on my handlebars.

"Shouldn't that that grand of a deal, especially considering that she's only here for a week," I informed him with a stern look that way likely hard to see through the glasses.

"Well, I just hope you know it's not an issue with me. Especially with it only having that kind of a life span," he winked as me as he went off as grabbed Katchay by the shoulder "Laissez Catrine avoir son plaisir maintenant, nous devrions partir et faire nos propres choses," I heard him say to her. Nice to know he was officially on my side, it was so hard to tell with him. Before leaving I made sure the gifts for Chariclo were secure and I went on my way.

. . .

Once I got to the Arc de Screomphe I circled my scooter around it a few time until I found my beauté. Her hair and makeup were the same, which was fine to me considering how fantastique she looked with that style anyway. As for her outfit she wore was a noir dress with some form of rose floral pattern, a blanc and rose beret, rose flats with hearts on them, as well as some stud earrings and a charm bracelet. Once I got closer I noticed they were all hearts, possibly even candy hearts with those saying on them.

I parked my scooter behind her while she was taking pictures of the monument, making herself look like a complete tourist. I looked down at the basket which held all the gifts I had bought for her, I loved her, and it was true. I just had no idea if she did too.

"Bonjour Chariclo, how are you doing?" I asked her slowly feeling somewhat anxieux. My heart was pounding kilometers a minute, I could feel it.

"Bonjour Catrine!" I she exclaimed as she turned around with a grin. As soon as she looked down at the basket her visage souriant started to fade. I blew it, I must have.

"Oh who are these for?" she asked with a more sourire maladroit along with a laugh. I felt ridiculed.

"They're for the love of my life, the one was I talking about earlier," I answered with a feeling of nausea. Why did it have to be so hard?

"Then why don't you go deliver them first, you only needed to-" she started to tell me when I somehow got the courage to interrupt her.

"I already am!" I shouted at her to the point where I surprised myself.

"What do you-" she started to say until I interrupted her again.

"Don't you get it, I was that caller last night," I cried at her feeling as if I was on the verge of a mental breakdown yet I was still sane. I just begged that she wouldn't be upset.

"Catrine…" she gasped as she took my hands and put them in hers. I just sat there quietly for a while until she spoke again "I really don't know what to say."


Cliffhanger! I am so evil. Anyway translations below and I would love a review.

plus gentille = kindest

petite amie = girlfriend

Sœur! Où étiez-vous? = Sister! Where have you been?

avoir une vie amoureuse = having a love life

lesbienne = lesbian

Laissez Catrine avoir son plaisir maintenant, nous devrions partir et faire nos propres choses. = Let Catrine have her fun now, we should go and do our own things.

anxieux = anxious

sourire maladroit = awkward smile