Chapter 10: Community Barbecue
"I was thinking maybe a cherry pie or maybe a peach pie. What do you girls think?" Ellen asked as she flipped through a Pampered Chief cookbook.
Scarlett shook her head free from her daydreams. "Do what?" Scarlett asked as she turned her attention to her family. Her sisters, mother and Mammy all looked at her with confusion.
"Don't mind her she's just day dreaming again about Rhett," Suellen answered with cockiness. Her hands were placed on her hips as she waited for an angry response.
"I was not!" Scarlett screamed as she tied her apron around her waist.
"Yes, you were or you wouldn't have gotten all defensive like that," Suellen bellowed as she picked up a red mixing bowl.
"Don't make me start another war," Scarlett held up some dough in her left hand.
"Girls!" Ellen yelled as she stomped her foot. "Will you two stop your fighting?"
"That's highly unlikely mom," Careen chimed in with a smile on her 13 year old face. "You see around 3:30 every day they fight," The two girls looked at their younger sister. Eyebrows raised as wrinkles appeared on their foreheads as they continued looking at each other. Silence filled the room for a few short moments.
"We do not!" The two girls agreed as their screams came through the house.
"What's all this commotion in here?" Gerald O'Hara asked as he came through the front door and into the kitchen.
"Pa, Careen says that Scarlett and I fight around 3:30 every day is that so?" Suellen asked waiting for her father to reply.
"I would have to say so. I hear you two fighting throughout the house quite often," Gerald picked up the mail and began looking through it. "What are all of these for dear?" he asked as he looked at the different fruit before him. The girls just rolled their eyes and went back to what they were doing. Their pa wasn't going to solve anything.
"The girls and I are trying to decide what to make for the community barbeque tomorrow." Ellen pointed her finger in the direction of the fruit. "There is also going to be a bake sale there as well. To raise money for the hospital,"
"I would go with the peach pie. You know how everyone loves Mammy's Brown Sugar- Cinnamon Peach pie," Gerald answered quickly knowing which he would pick. Leaving moments later he let the ladies get things underway.
"We need 1 1/3 cups of cold butter, 1 1/3 cups cold butter, 4 1/4 cups all-purpose flour, divided,
1 1/2 teaspoons salt, 1/2 to 3/4 cup ice-cold water, 8 large fresh, firm, ripe peaches (about 4 lb.), 1/2 cup firmly packed light brown sugar, 1/3 cup granulated sugar, 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, 1/8 teaspoon salt, 1 1/2 tablespoons butter, cut into pieces, 1 large egg, beaten and 1 1/2 tablespoons granulated sugar." Ellen read off the ingredients and began to get things under control.
The girls followed what the preparation was and began to get started. Before long two pies' would be in the oven and ready for the picnic and bake sale tomorrow. After the dough was prepared and placed into 4 flat discs. Two for each pie they were placed on plastic wrap and placed in the refrigerator to chill for 30 minutes.
Careen walked over to the oven and preheated the oven to 425. After 30 minutes the discs were ready to further use. Scarlet sprinkled some flour onto the clean counter. "Suellen will you get me one of the disc." Scarlett pointed over in the opposite direction she "accidently" through flower in her sisters face. "AWE!" Suellen screamed as the white substance lay against her lovely completion. "You did that on purpose!"
"I did not, it was an accident," Scarlett bluffed as she smiled slightly.
"It was an accident now will you girls calm down?" Ellen asked as she began pealing the peaches.
"See that just shows how much you know," Scarlett stuck her tongue out to her younger sister with envy growing in her green yes.
"You know Scarlett, I just so happen to have that picture from last year's Christmas party on my phone of you kissing Ashley under the mistletoe. Pressing one little button and it will be to everyone in the area. Including Rhett,"
Scarlett gritted her teeth as she tried to bear what was going on. Even though she was the eldest her younger sister could be a little hellyan. Helping her mother fill the pies Scarlett just kept quiet at the remark. "Bitch," Scarlett said under her breath. But it wasn't quite low enough.
"Katie Scarlett O'Hara! That is enough from you." Ellen scolded her daughter as she swiftly turned towards her.
"Sorry mom," Scarlett mumbled as she rolled her eyes. Brushing a piece of hair from her face she got back to work.
"I think we could have made this pie just the three of us," Careen whispered to her mother and Mammy as the two pies were placed in the hot oven. The other ladies laughed a little while Suellen and Scarlett glanced in their direction.
"You are going to wear that?" Luna asked as her eyes went wide. Scarlett stood in her room the next morning in a hot pink Sydney Lace Mini Skirt, a white Ruffle Slub Knit Tank and a pair of white Kortee Wedge Sling's.
"Yeah, what's wrong with it?" Scarlett asked as she added a little blush to her fine white skin. "Girls in the county would kill for these legs and not to mention this waist line."
"For one thing the skirt is far too short and I'm sure if you bent over the world would see all," Luna's face went red. How could Scarlett not see what she saw? "With those shoes it just makes the game easier for the boys." Scarlett sat at her vanity and applied some Jergens natural glow lotion to her skinny legs. "Why do I feel as though you are not listening to me?"
"Calm down Luna. You are over reacting. How else would I get the guys attention?" Scarlett asked as she spun around in her outfit.
"You don't! You already have a guy and a nice one at that. Do you want to put the relationship in jeopardy again?"
"No, but-" a knock came interrupting Scarlett. "Come in,"
"They is ready miss Scarlett," Mammy entered her room moments later. At the sight of Scarlett Mammy lost her composure. "Miss Scarlett! What is that you be wearing?" There was no way on God's green earth that Scarlett, the child she looked after for so many years was walking out of that room dressed like a slut!
"It's the latest fashions. Don't you just love it?" Scarlett exclaimed with happiness. "Why I will be showing that India Wilkes who's boss," Luna meowed as if she were getting onto Scarlett.
"You are just saying that because you two are actually getting along," Luna said inside her head as she watched the scene before her.
"You aren't leaving this room dressed like that. Don't make me get your mother," Mammy protested as she walked towards the door. Why she didn't look much better than that Belle Watling.
"Oh, Mammy darling," Scarlett said sweetly.
"Don't yaw Mammy darling me Miss. Scarlett, yaw isn't leaving this house like that,"
"Why then I shall speak to father about this matter. He won't stand for it." Scarlett stomped her foot with fury.
"Scarlett O'Hara if you are not down here by the count of 20 we will be leaving without yaw." Gerald yelled from the car that sat in the drive ready to go.
Scarlett rolled her eyes and made her way over to her window. "I'm coming Pa," she yelled out. Huffing she turned back and faced Mammy. "I don't have time to change now. If I do then I won't be able to get to the barbeque."
"You has plenty of time Miss. Scarlett," Mammy folded Scarlett's baby blanket that sat at the end of the bed.
"But Mammy, please," her lower lip shook as she stuck it out and made her eyes big and sad like a puppy dogs.
"13, 14,15," Gerald was only getting closer to 20 and when he meant something he meant it.
"Alright, if yaw get in trouble for that outfit don't yaw come crying to me," Scarlett smiled and left the room swiftly.
"Scarlett! What in the world are you wearing?" Ellen exclaimed as the whole family looked in Scarlett's direction.
"My outfit for the barbeque," Scarlett rocked back and forth on her toes as she pushed her lips together. "I thought it would be cute for today."
"Yeah, cute for a brothel," Suellen laughed as she nudged Careern in the shoulder.
"I done told her and told her. That outfit wasn't going to work," Mammy shook her head as she swept off the porch and listened to the scene before her.
"When we get back we are going through that closet of yours. Why some of that stuff that you have isn't fit for a proper southern belle,"
Yeah not proper for a southern belle of the 1860s, but this was the year 2013. She could wear what she wanted and when she wanted. "But mom," Scarlett couldn't' stand being told what to do. Out of the three sisters Scarlett was the bold headed one. The one that did what she pleased and then thought about the nasty side of the matter after it was all said and done with. "It's my closet and my room and I can put in it what I wish!" this time she had finally had it.
"Katie Scarlett, you do not speak to your mother like that," Gerald scolded his daughter as he looked at her through the mirror. "I am the one that gives you allowance and what we say goes, goes,"
Scarlett huffed once more and looked out the window the rest of the time. Thank God the park where the barbeque would be hosted at wasn't far from their house. Scarlett quickly looked up into the mirror and saw that her father wasn't happy one little bit.
"Why miss. Scarlett don't you look rather fine today," the Tarleton twins walked up to her after being at the park for a good fifteen minutes.
"About time you two noticed me," Scarlett said sadly as she tossed her hair over her shoulder.
"Well we were talking to some other ladies when you walked in,"
"Oh," Scarlett looked towards the ground. How could they do that to her? Wasn't she the one they thought the best looking?
"Don't do that, we were just making small talk before you got here." Brent elbowed his twin in the side.
"Yeah, that's right. Just making small talk," Stuart rubbed the spot that his brother had punched.
"I'll forgive you this time," Scarlett looked up and flashed them a sweet smile showing off her dimples. "You know I could never make up my mind which one of you is the better looking one. Oh well I guess I won't know for a while." With that she walked away and the twins looked after them. Molly came over and drug one of the guys away by the ear and scolded him for talking to that girl.
Scarlett made her way over to the punch table with every boy turning and watching this vision. "I envy you," Cathleen replied as she to stood at the punch table.
"Please do. It seems as if you and everyone else here do." Scarlett laughed as she took a drink.
"At least out of all of those girls you have a friend who cares for you,"
"Surprisingly you aren't the only one in that group," as Scarlett finished her drink she found what she said rather shocking. In all her years she never thought she would say that. While still standing at the punch table someone grabbed Scarlett from behind. Scarlett gasped and looked over her shoulder. Seeing Rhett standing there she turned around fully and put her arms around him.
"I was wondering when you were going to get here," she placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"I just got here. I walked in and saw you standing over here." Rhett backed up and stood at arm's length. "Wow, that is some outfit,"
"Do you like?" she asked as she bent her left leg behind her; pointing her shoe up into the air.
"Yeah," that outfit suited her; brought out all of her best features. He quickly gathered her in his arms as the afternoon sun beat down upon the big park. How he wanted to take her right then and there. Wrapping his arms around her he kissed her with fiery passion. Scarlett's heart began to beat rabidly behind her ribcage. But the hammering wasn't loud enough to drown out the sound of Gerald O'Hara clearing his throat. Jumping Scarlett pulled away and turned quickly towards her father.
"Young man I will have you know this isn't some free for all and my daughter isn't the prize. Is that clear?" Scarlett put her head in her hands and refused to look at the scene. People had started congregating around them.
"Yes, sir, crystal," Rhett answered as he too felt a little out of place. Which hardly wasn't like him. Gerald stepped in between the two teens and faced Rhett.
"You are to be 5 to 8 inches away from my daughter at all times is THAT clear?" Scarlett by now had taken her hands away from her face and looked at the ground. "Oh father please you are embarrassed us," she said in her head as she saw the shadows of all of those around her.
"Yes, sir," Rhett answered. He could barely see Scarlett from where he stood, but he knew she was embarrassed. Before Gerald could confront his daughter Scarlett had turned from the situation and ran away as far as possible. She soon came up to a small hill and found a small wooden bench by a play area. Sitting down she shut her eyes and tried to wish herself away from where she was.
Children's laughter and excitement could be heard just inches away from her. Their giggling and laughing made her wish she was small again. To not have a care in the world and to just be a child again. If only she could just go home or go to the mall or local arcade and blow off some steam for a little. Her hands gripped the edges of the bench as she could feel the wood cutting into her skin. Her eyes still remained shut when she heard someone walk up beside her. Opening her eyes she turned in that direction. There she saw Rhett standing there.
"I figured my father had scared you off," Scarlett answered as her eyes squinted as the sun stood just behind Rhett.
Rhett laughed. "My pet it takes a lot more than an over protected father to scare me off," He went to the other side of the bench and sat down next to her.
"That's not exactly 5 to 8 inches," Scarlett said jokingly as she feared her father would find out.
"I won't tell anyone if you don't tell anyone," Rhett said taking her hand. Scarlett smiled at that. "Here I thought you would never smile again," Scarlett just locked her eyes with his and shook her head. For a few short moments they just looked at each other.
"Are you going to kiss her or not?" a voice came. Rhett and Scarlett looked in the direction of the voice. Standing before them was a little boy no older than 9 maybe 10 at the oldest.
"Excuse me?" Rhett asked hoping he didn't hear the little boy right.
"Are you going to kiss her or not?" the boy asked again as if that had been the first time he had asked the question. Yep he had heard right.
"James! What are you doing? I told you, you needed to stay where I can see you," a lady in her late 30s came over to scold the boy.
"Aw, but mom,"
"No butt's young man I told you to stay over here and I mean it," the mother took the little boy by the arm and drug him back over to where they were. "And stop barging in on people. It isn't nice. You should know that by now."
Rhett looked after the two and watched as they disappeared all together. "Aren't you going to answer his questions?" Scarlett asked as her grip grew tighter. Rhett looked back at Scarlett and gathered her in his arms once again. Holding her close he bent down and kissed her with passion. Passion was so strong, so fierce that you would have thought that he could have moved mountains with that kiss.
As the kiss began heating up so did a few other things. Rhett moved one of his hands down toward Scarlett leg. Rubbing it she began to get a little excited. Laughing a little he knew he had her.
"We'll look what we have here," another voice came.
"Can't we get some time alone just for a few moments?" Scarlett yelled as she turned to face the voice. "Oh, sorry Melanie, girls I didn't know it was you."
"We was just coming over to say your father is coming this way," Lacy said as they exchanged worried glances.
Rhett got up quickly and looked in the direction that Melanie had come from. "Aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?" Scarlett asked as she looked up at him. He looked almost scared to death. "I didn't realize that my father scares you so. I thought you said it took a lot to scare you away?"
"There isn't and he doesn't, but when I hear a certain tone in a voice I know they mean business," Rhett gave Scarlett one final passionate kiss and raced off in the opposite direction. It was like Romeo leaving Juliet on the balcony as he made his way through the night.
Scarlett sighed. "Fiddle-Dee-Dee why does everything have to be ruined for?" she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm sixteen years old not six."
Melanie came and sat down next to her. "I don't think your father's trying to ruin things I just think he's trying to protect you. After all Rhett is two years older then you,"
Scarlett shot Melanie a look. "Oh, and Ashley being the same age as Rhett doesn't bother your family?"
"Our situation is different."
"I'll say." Scarlett said in her head as she bit her tongue. "Where did he go?" Gerald asked as he found himself out of breath as he walked up to the bench.
"He hasn't been here," Scarlett lied as she could feel her heart beating a mile a minute.
"I just came to talk to Scarlett. There was no one here when I arrived Mr. O'Hara," India answered quickly. Even though her and Scarlett were somewhat starting to become friends she wouldn't mind seeing Scarlett getting into trouble.
"Well if I catch you with him within the limits I sat it won't end well, is that understood?" Scarlett just ignored him and let her eyes fall to the ground. "Katie Scarlett,"
"Yes!" her temper was about to its limits. "Yes, pa, I understand," she lowered her voice quickly.
"Come along shortly they will be starting the entertainment here soon," Scarlett nodded her head and refused to look up. Gerald left moments later. Leaving his daughter and Melanie.
"What a sly cat you are Melanie," Scarlett answered as she was a little stunned at what Melanie had just pulled with her father.
"Scarlett, I will have you know that just because I'm a good southern belle doesn't mean I can't have another side to me," As the girls shared a laugh together screams could be heard coming from the barbeque. The girls quickly exchanged glances.
"Let's go," Lacy answered as she stood up.
"Just once I would like some peace and quiet around here," Scarlett answered bitterly.
"Later," India answered. They ran off towards the barbeque. As they ran towards the scene they changed one by one and formed the sailor scouts. The screaming got louder and louder as they got closer and closer.
"I am the champion of justice and on behalf of the moon I shall write wrong and triumph over evil and that means you."
"Who are you?" the tall dark brown figure asked as it glared at the sailor scouts through its yellow eyes.
"We are the sailor scouts!"
"Never heard of you," the monster said with disgust.
"Leftovers take care of Sailor Moon and her gang," Morgana yelled as she pointed towards the gang.
"With pleasure," Leftovers bellowed as she got ready for a massive fight.
"I hate leftovers," Sailor moon stuck out her tongue. Leftovers laughed a sinister laugh and shot out a big meatloaf at Sailor Moon. As rank and nasty meatloaf hit the ground it burned the grass around her. "Especially meatloaf!" Oh now what was she going to do? She was stuck in a spot she didn't like being in. "Help!" She didn't want her life ending now. It was just starting to get good. Backing up farther Sailor Moon fell to her knees and felt her life ending.
"Mercury bubbles….blast," Sailor Mercury used her powers to try to ward of the evil.
"That's the best you can do? How boring is that?" the creature had disappeared into the park without a single hit.
"This way," Sailor Jupiter yelled as she motioned all of them to fall. "For this to be some nasty monster she's pretty good." They soon found her on the playground that the three of them had just left.
"Took you guys long enough," the creature taunted as she stood upon a small yellow tunnel. "Try this one on for size,' the creature pulled out week old spaghetti. It looked anything but desired. The spaghetti was still moist. But the meat and meatballs had turned a nasty green color. The girls tried their best to stay together. They figured they had a better chance if the stuck together. "Won't this be easy? Three for the price of one," Leftovers threw the spaghetti. As it left her hands the spaghetti began wrapping around the sailor scouts. As it took hold of them it began to dry and stick.
"AWE!" They all yelled out. Soon they would all be human remains if they didn't get out soon. As Leftovers began pulling on the spaghetti and making the trap tighter a rose landed in front of them; cutting the spaghetti in the process and freeing the sailor scouts. Falling to the ground the girls didn't know if they had the strength to carry on.
"It's Tuxedo Mask," the girls said in weak voices. Their bodies remained weak and sore from the battle they just witnessed.
Tuxedo Mask jumped from the slide and stood right next to the scouts. "Come on I'll fight you,"
"This shall be fun," the girls finally managed to get to their feet. Tuxedo Mask pulled out his cane and began fighting. "That's the best you've got?" what a joke this was truly turning out to be. If this kept up any longer the negaverse would win for sure.
Tuxedo Mask just laughed and fought the monster. As Leftovers threw a explosive potato Tuxedo Mask knocked it into the sky. "No, you can't do that!"
While Leftovers was distracted by the fact that her bomb was no more Tuxedo Mask plummeted his cane into its chest. Pulling back he looked at Sailor Moon. "Now!"
Sailor Moon nodded her head. "Moon tiara magic!" She threw the tiara with all her might. Hitting the monster right in the chest with it, it began to vanish.
"AWE!" It screamed and then soon disappeared. Sailor Moon breathed heavy and tried calming down. This really took a lot out of her. She was sure going to sleep well tonight.
"You know you could let us save the world sometime!" Sailor Mars yelled as she waved her hands in the air.
"Oh brother," Jupiter and Mercury said as one as they just looked away shaking their heads.
"Because I'm the leader of this group that's why,"
"No, you are not. You are just a big crybaby is all you are,"
"No I'm not,"
"Yes, you are,"
"No, I'm not,"
"Will you two stop already? It's getting on our nerves!"
….
As the music played in the background Rhett and Scarlett danced under the big bright stars. He held her close and looked at her as if they were the only two there.
"Just wait till we get home. I-" Gerald protested as he saw the scene before him.
"It can wait till later. Let Scarlett be for a little while." Ellen placed a hand on her husband's shoulder. "Besides we were their age once,"
"Yeah, I guess you be right," Gerald agreed as he and Ellen looked on. "But we will be having a talk about this," He wasn't the least bit happy about such matters.
"You know I do think this day turned out to be good after all," Rhett spoke as he looked down at Scarlett.
"I do believe you are right," Rhett bent down and gave Scarlett a passionate kiss for the whole world to see. He soon picked her up and spun her around. Laughing with delight she knew that this day had turned out well. Despite what had taken place earlier. Her father and mother just wanted what was best for her. But shouldn't she decide what was best for her?
A/N: Sorry I haven't been updating for a little while. Been really busy. I hope I still have readers out there. I also wanted to thank all the people that have taken the time to read and review:) It really means a lot:) If you would please review.