Chapter 9 – A Hot, Hot Day
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It's yet another sunny day, at 38 degrees. Pretty hot for Ireland.
So hot, in fact, that Valkyrie, who stupidly stayed in the sun for far too long, fainted from dehydration and from too much exposure to the sun.
Fletcher had picked her up and began to walk down a path, looking out for some place to lie her down. Skulduggery tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed towards a van. An ice cream van.
Fletcher picks up his pace and hurries over to a bench. He carefully places her on to the bench, which is intensely hot itself. As soon as her skin made contact with the bench, her eyes shot open and she cried out, flailing madly.
"FLETCHER!" she yelled, falling off the bench and on to the grass.
Fletcher fussed about her, trying to help her up, but she just pushed him away. "No, you'll just make it worse. Please, just go find something to cool me down before I punch you!" she said, frowning.
"Uh.. Yeah, sure, one moment.." he muttered, making his way back over to Skulduggery.
They make their way to the ice cream van, testing each other's pace as they compete to get there first.
The queue for the ice cream was, inevitably, huge.
Fletcher stared in disdain at the queue, then looked back at Valkyrie. There'd be no ice cream left by the time they got to the front.
Skulduggery coughed, tilting his head. He was wearing his not-too-convincing-disguise, and was staring at the queue. Suddenly, an idea came in to his head.
He began to take off his disguise, to the shock of Fletcher, and clapped his hands to catch everyone's attention.
"Excuse me, everyo- EXCUSE me." He called out loudly.
Everyone turned around, caught one glimpse of the skeleton and screamed, running off in different directions. Skulduggery nodded smugly and put back on his disguise.
Fletcher frowned slightly. "Do we have to call in Geoffry to sort that?"
Skulduggery shook his head. "It's a hot day- people will probably just assume that it's the heat."
And with that, he strolled up to the ice cream van. The man who was selling the ice cream, completely oblivious to what had just happened, greeted them kindly. "Hey there, what can I get you?"
Fletcher stood next to Skulduggery as he ordered a triple vanilla ice cream for Valkyrie, and noticed how cool the air was inside the van. He peered back at Valkyrie, grinning.
Once Skulduggery had been given the ice cream, they began to make their back to Valkyrie.
"Hey, Skulduggery.." Fletcher began.
"Yes, I know," Skulduggery answered, "That van had air conditioning. Exactly what Her Highness needs. I was thinking exactly the same thing."
Skulduggery handed Valkyrie the ice cream, who accepted it gratefully. She didn't look to good. He motioned for Fletcher to pick her up again as she licked her ice cream, and they wandered back to the ice cream van.
The man in the van (Rhymes! Happy mistake) looked at them with a puzzled face. "Back for more ice crea- OH LORD!"
He didn't get to finish his sentence as Skulduggery took away his hat and scarf, revealing his skull, and he clambered out of the van and ran down the street.
Skulduggery shook his head, "I feel hurt. People these days just don't like seeing walking, talking skeletons."
Valkyrie grinned faintly, "It's alright- as long as we love you, who cares?"
They clambered in to the van, and Fletcher, taking advantage of the situation, placed her on his lap and began fanning her with a napkin. Valkyrie leaned her head back against his shoulder and let out a sigh, gratefully accepting the cold air.
Skulduggery watched this with increasing jealousy. She should be on his lap, not Fletcher's.
Unable to watch any longer without punching Fletcher, Skulduggery excused himself and went outside the van and sat on the pavement.
Just admit it. There was that god damned voice again.
Admit what? he replied, mentally sighing.
You like her.
Yes, we've already discussed this, she's like a dau-
Don't give me that 'she's like a daughter to me' cra-
Language.
English.
What?
Never mind.
What's this 'you like her' nonsense about, then?
Think, numskull. You get jealous every time Fletcher even touches her arm.
No, I get concerned. Not jealous.
It's jealousy, pal.
What ever you say.. seriously, this guy's nutty.
Shaking his head and having enough of arguing with himself, Skulduggery got up and walked back towards the van. He faltered at the door, keeping out of sight as he heard Fletcher and Valkyrie talking.
"You're really beautiful, you know that?" he could hear Fletcher saying.
"And you're a pretty little boy." Valkyrie smirked.
"I give you a compliment and you try to insult me?" Fletcher asked, his hand sneaking up to touch her face.
"It's the heat- I think my brain's melted." Valkyrie murmured.
He ran a hand along her cheek and she stared at him, confused. "What're you doi-"
"You're still beautiful, whether your brain's been melted or not."
"My face is red."
"You make it look cute."
"Dude, I'm sweating.."
"Doesn't bother me." Fletcher smiled. He pushed a few strands of her hair from her face and slowly leant forward, and..
He kissed her.
And it was at this point that Skulduggery decided to walk in. He saw them, and froze, a million thoughts zooming through his head.
He nodded slightly and turned away.
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MY OH MY. What happened there?! :O Jess, how dare you make me think of something so HORRIBLE! - I am just kidding, people. It's not her fault. I thought of it. MOI, SHAN!
And my fellow Valduggery-fans.. DON'T WORRY. It won't become a Fletchyrie! I PROMISE YOU.
If you are a Fletchyrie fan.. Then shoo! This is not for you! .. I AM WARNING YOU! ;O
Just take a look at chapter 11 when it's up! 'Cause next is Jess, she will be doing 10.
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU SHOULD DO! (Review and give us ideas! D: Or tell us what ye thought of this!) - Just a reminder.
~Shaniee
