Chapter Ten
I got home at a decent time and had my dinner and took a nice long bubble bath, which hit the spot. I then went to sleep early which means I got up early. Tomorrow the cake was due and I still had to fondant and decorate the cake.
The next day I got to work and the morning went as typical as any morning can go. Rachel came and got breakfast, I managed to 'forget' to tell her about my new boyfriend. It was after I had my lunch that I got a wonderful call from one Mr Alfred, the organizer and butler to Mr Wayne.
"Hello?" I asked, taking the phone from my newest employee.
"Hello Ms Tassel, I am here to give you further details about the party," he responded in his spotless British accent.
"I'm sorry, but there is no way that the cake can be changed at this point in time," I said with a pad of paper out and a pencil.
"Oh I know, this about your wardrobe. It is a formal event so I would request that you wear a dress, you may also wear you chef's jacket if you wish, but a dress is mandatory," he said. I started writing it down not really paying attention to what he said. I had managed to fondant the cake and I still had to decorate it.
"Alright, thank you for informing me," I said. He bid me farewell and I hung up. That's when I fully read what I wrote and my eyes went wide.
"Um? Katrina?" asked Gabe, walking by.
"I have to wear a dress?!" I asked. I had just worn a dress, and quite frankly, that was my only dress, and it was just dropped off at the dry cleaners during my lunch.
"Bummer," he said walking to the back. I grabbed the phone and immediately called Rachel.
"Katrina I am very busy can we possibly do this some other time?" she asked.
"I need a dress," I said.
"You have one," she responded.
"Dry cleaners can I borrow one?"
"You don't fit into my dresses, sorry but out body shapes are totally different," she said. I knew this. I was taller with longer legs and arms, and had a bigger bust than her.
"Then can you take me shopping?" I asked.
"I am so sorry, I know you have no clue how to shop for dresses, but I can't. I am swamped," she said. I heard the rustling of papers and a voice in the background.
"Thank you anyway," I said.
"I have to go, good luck, bye," and she hung up. I sighed and tried to think of who else could take me. That's when it dawned on me, I have a boyfriend. Don't girlfriends usually drag their boyfriends to go shopping with them? Oh well I'm doing that anyway.
"Hello?" asked Jonathan Crane.
"Hello, this is your girlfriend speaking. You are taking the afternoon off and spending it with me," I said with a business like tone.
"And what will we be doing?" he asked with a amusement in his voice.
"You'll find out, just meet me at the mall in ten minutes," I said and hung up, "I'll be back soon, don't burn the place down." I grabbed my bag and left. The mall was a short walk away so I walked in and waited in the food court, it was the side of the mall closets to the narrows. Five minutes later I saw Jonathan walk in, he spotted me and walked over.
"Hey," I said standing up and walked over to him.
"So why are we here?" he asked putting a hand around my shoulders and we started walking.
"I need a dress," I said.
"You have one," he said.
"Dry cleaners, and I need it tomorrow," I said.
"Why am I here?" he asked.
"I am horrible at dress shopping and Rachel is busy so I decided to do the girlfriend thing and drag my boyfriend with me," I said.
"Fine, you're lucky I was having a slightly slow day," he said. I innocently smiled up at him and led him into a shop that specialized in dresses.
"Whoa," I said as I stared at all of them.
"So what are you looking for?" he asked looking at a particularly ugly yellow dress with black poke-a-dots.
"Not that," I said noticing his gaze, "something formal, but not too frilly."
"Any particular colour?" he asked.
"Dark colours," I said looking at a dark blue dress.
"Length?" he asked I gave him a curious look.
"Have you done this before?" I asked.
"No, just trying to narrow the choices down so we aren't here too long," he said looking back at me.
"Short," I said with a smirk on my face, turning back to the dresses. He looked s well but with one look you could tell he was completely lost. After looking for probably two minutes I became frustrated and I grabbed a bunch of random dark coloured dresses and took them to the dressing room.
"Done yet?" asked Jonathan as I tried the first dress.
"You can't laugh," I said and came out it. I was wearing a dark blue dress that had this weird ruffle affect down the side that looked vaguely of large fish scales. I came out and Jonathan, I noticed, had to hold a laugh.
"You look like a mermaid," he said calming down.
"I know," I said and went back into the room. After trying on five more, er, interesting dress I finally tried on one that both Jonathan and I loved. It was a red polk-a-dotted 50's rockabilly dress. It fit me perfectly and it was something that I liked and could wear again. Happy to find something I quickly paid and we left the mall hand in hand.
"Thank you so much," I said looking up at him before we had to part ways.
"It gave me something to do," he said looking down at me.
"I'm happy I found something and I like it," I said, and I didn't need his opinion if it looked good on me, but I'm not telling him that.
"Well I must return to work, and you should too, you were complaining about a cake," he said. I sighed and nodded. I leaned up and we gave each other a sweet kiss before heading back to work. I stored my dress with my bag and got back to decorating the cake.
"Can we see the dress?" asked a few of the chefs while I was working. They loved seeing me wear something out of the normal everyday wear. I was beginning to sound like a broken record though.
"I told you a dozen of times, I will be coming by tomorrow in my dress, full hair do and make up to get the cake, you'll see me then. And I will be locking up," I said while I continued to work on my gum paste flowers. The cake was decorated in only black and white, Very classy and I liked it, but a white cake puts pressure on the fondant being perfect. I hope it does not sink overnight, because that would suck.
The rest of the day was me just working on that cake. I had others finish the other cakes and stock the store with more pastries. Today was oddly busy, a lot of people running in and out of the bakery, I had no clue as to why either.
After that tiring day I trudged home carrying my bag and dress and up to my apartment. I put the key in the door and turned when my neighbours' door opened. I turned to look at him with a smirk on my face.
"Were you just waiting for me to come home to do that?" I asked as I opened my door.
"No I heard you coming up the stairs. Do you want to have dinner together?" he asked.
"Sure," I said throwing my bag into my apartment. It landed with a thud… somewhere.
"Would you like to be in my place or yours?" he asked.
"My house, no offence but your kitchen is lacking," I said. He shook his head at my response and closed his door and followed me into my apartment, closing the door as he walked in. I went and put my dress in my room before coming back out to see Jonathan looking in my fridge.
"So what did you have in mind for dinner?" I asked sitting on the counter next to him. He looked at me and closed my door.
"You have lettuce, old bread, chicken, condiments, and carrots. When was the last you went shopping?" he asked placing his hands on either side of me on the counter. I couldn't help but notice his attire then. He was wearing dark blue jeans, which was weird, and his typical white button up shit, but the top two buttons were undone so when he leaned over I could see down his shirt. He was lean but had some muscle there.
"It's been a while but I can make a great dish with all those things," I said smiling at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Chicken Caesar Salad," I said with a shrug. I jumped off the counter and ducked under his arms and opened the fridge. I pulled out the ingredients and placed them on the counter where I was just sitting.
"Sounds good," he said.
"Now wash these," I said tossing the bag of carrots at him. We worked together and eventually finished. We decided we wanted to watch a movie and eat dinner in front of my TV. I set up the coffee table and Jonathan picked out a movie. He picked The Princess Bride.
"I did not pick you for a Princess Bride kind of guy," I said as I took a sip of my water. We were sitting on my couch and I had my feet curled up under me.
"This movie is for anybody," was his unemotional response. We stayed quiet through the movie and just ate dinner. When we finished I put the dishes in the sink and we continued to watch.
I guess I was more tires than I thought because the next thing I knew I was being placed gently on my bed. I looked up at Jonathan and grabbed his sleeve as he was about to leave.
"Sleep," he ordered looking at me.
"Stay," I ordered back. He sighed and sat on the edge of my bed, "I meant, sleep over," I said. He nodded.
"I'll be right back," he said. I nodded and closed my eyes. I was way more tired than I thought. I heard Jonathan come back and opened one eye. He was now wearing a white t-shirt and black flannel pyjama bottoms. I would have rolled my eyes at how close his pyjamas were to his work clothes, but I was too tired. He walked around my bed and got in on the other side next to me.
"You are pathetic," I muttered. He remained silent and draped an arm over my waist pulling me toward him a bit. It felt nice, odd at first; it was oddly nice.
"Sleep," he ordered and I shut my eyes.
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A/n: I don't know if I have already told you this but I picture Rachel as the Maggie-Rachel not the Katie-Rachel, just because Maggie was better and had a toughness to her that fits my Rachel better then Katie does.
So a lot of Jonathan in this chapter, The next one will have a lot of action and It might be the end of Batman Begins. If not then there are two more chapters to go before I incorporate Dark Knight. It will all still be the same story, no sequel or anything so don't worry about that.
Thank you reading, comments are appreciated.
-Charlotte