Memoirs of a Spashley Addict

Submission: July 18, 2008

Theme 5: Director's Cut

Setting: After the camera fades at the end of Under My Skin.

Confessions of a Brownie Addict

"I'm glad you came back tonight. I couldn't handle another night without talking to you."

"Me too. I love…" Ashley caught herself just before the third word slipped out. With a nervous laugh, she diverted to the chocolaty goodness in front of her. "…these brownies."

Spencer sent her friend a sidelong glance. She watched in amusement as the brunette focused a little too hard on chewing, staring overenthusiastically at the plate in her lap. A knowing smile slowly overtook the blonde's features, and she tilted her head as she tried to meet her friend's gaze.

"That's not what you were going to say."

"Was too," Ashley answered all too quickly.

"Was not."

"It was."

"Liar."

"Nuh uh!"

"Uh huh!"

"I happen to love chocolate very much."

"I'm sure." Spencer allowed a few seconds of silence. "You were right, you know."

"About what?" Ashley wondered before taking a bite of her snack.

"I was jealous."

A bad swallow, and the brunette began coughing uncontrollably to dislodge the piece of the tasty treat that had gone down wrong. Spencer handed Ashley the glass of milk, which the girl hastily drank down. The blonde patted her back until it seemed her friend was no longer in danger of death by brownie.

"Now, what was it you were about to tell me?"

Ashley glared incredulously at the blonde. "I'm choking on brownies here."

"Are you, uh, speaking metaphorically again, or…?"

The brunette stared blankly at Spencer. Then, "…yes." She donned a bad old-fashioned movie accent. "I'm chokin' on your brownies, Spencer, an' I'm chokin' hard."

The blonde's nose scrunched up as she squinted at her friend. "You're so weird."

"You already knew that."

"Yes I did. Now stop changing the subject."

Ashley shook her head. "Don't make me say it."

"Come on."

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Pretty please? I admitted I was jealous…"

"So?" Ashley was given a pointed look. "All right, fine! I kinda…" her voice dropped to a low mutter, "…love you…"

Spencer stared at her friend with mouth agape. "…Ash, I was just teasing you. I didn't think you'd actually say it…"

The brunette's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You…you…oh, I hate you."

"No you don't. You love me."

The brunette scoffed. "Yeah, in like a friend sort of way, because that's totally what I meant."

Spencer quirked a brow. "A friend sort of way?"

"Yep."

"Oh. Well, in that case, I kinda love you, too. You know, in a friend sort of way."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"So…we're clear then. We're just…friendly."

"Friendly," Spencer agreed, trying to hold back a smile.

Ashley nodded. "Right."

"Right."

"Okay then." Beat. "Spence?"

"Yeah?"

"Your brownies are hot."

Spencer just laughed.

End.