Well guys, this is the last chapter! It was so much fun when I wrote this, and I'm glad you all have enjoyed it. :3 You guys are awesome, thanks to everybody for all the awesome reviews!
Oh, and for fun, here's a few random things I thought you'd like to know about my fanfic, while I was writing it, and a few facts:
1) Wilbur was to originaly marry Nancy 2) The fanfic was going to be only 24 chapters, ending when Wilbur was born but was changed later on while writing. 3) There was going to be a chapter named 'Laszlos bad idea', but in the chapter it didn't seem to fit his character so I canned it. 4) Wilbur was going to be named after the pig, instead of a store. 5) Cornelius, in here, forgot about the past because of a time loop in the S.T.C, which caused him to forget after about age fifteen. 6) When Wilbur got grounded in chapter 39, it was supposed to be much worse, but that idea got derailed and had to be tossed. 7) Wilburs middle name is Wesley, after Wesley Singerman who voiced him in the movie.
Now, on to the chapter! I hope you enjoy it:)
Chapter 50. A shower of stars.
Megan awoke in the guest bedroom of the Robinson mansion around what she thought was six in the morning.
She felt she could stay in bed a little longer, but when she heard Frannys voice she decided to get up.
She got up off the comfy bed and fixed the covers, remembering lasts night fiasco, and smiling to herself.
Around ten last night everybody started going to bed, and she had asked where she was to sleep.
Immediatley Wilbur had offered his room, but Franny had grabbed him by the arm quickly and had said:
"The only way I am letting her use you bedroom is if you sleep in the guest bedroom!"
Wilbur shot his mother a glare and had looked at Megan.
She offered to sleep in the guest bedroom, much to Wilburs dispair.
She dressed quickly and marched out of the guest bedroom into the kitchen where everybody was sitting around the long table, sipping juice and coffee, and eating eggs.
They all bid her a mixed bunch of 'hellos' and 'good mornings', and she sat down and looked around the table. "Wheres Wilbur?" She asked when she didn't spot him.
Franny walked over to her and squeezed her shoulders. "He left with Cornelius, they went to go pick up some food for your family tonight. I'm so happy for you."
"Happy for me? Why? Because Wilburs left?" Megan raised an eyebrow. "Franny, do you like your son or what?"
Franny laughed. "Silly. You make me laugh." Then she left the table to go check up on the food cooking.
Megan sat at the table slowly eating her food until the front door opened and the two men entered the house with bags full of snacks and soda.
"Mom!" Wilbur whined as soon as he dumped the bags onto the counter. "Dad yelled at me, threatened to ground me and slapped me on my arm!"
"Franny!" Cornelius moaned playfully, obviosuly kidding and mocking his sons tone. "Wilbur back talked me, rolled his eyes at me and told me I wouldn't look good in that really nice pink dress by the womans section!"
Franny and Megan exchanged amused glances.
"Wilbur, you deserved to be yelled at, you're not grounded, and if I was there I would have slapped you to." she turned to her husband. "Cornelius, I'm sorry he back talked you and rolled his eyes at you, and to tell you the truth, you wouldn't have looked nice in that dress."
Cornelius suddenly broke into fake tears and cried into his hands as he walked to the lab. "You guys aren't nice!"
Wilbur watched his father leave with a creeped out expression then turned to his mother, stared at her, then rubbed Megans back up and down in hello, kissed her on the head, and left the room shaking his head back and forth.
Megan watched him leave him with a stare, then turned back to Franny.
"Just like old times!" Franny laughed.
Around four thirty that day Spike and Dimitri's voices we're heard then the door bell rang.
Lefty quickly opened the door and in came a tired Goob, Susan and Haden.
Megan was the first to welcome and hug them, followed by Franny then Cornelius, and last was Wilbur, who came very slowly to them and slowly embraced them, as if not wanting to hug them. For that, Megan punched him squarly in the gut, and he bent over trying to catch his breath.
The two familys sat down to dinner around six, which Carl and Lefty served.
Megan sat between Wilbur and her father, who sat next to Cornelius, who sat next to Franny, who sat next to Susan who sat next to her son, Haden. More chairs from around the house was brought in to fit the new family in.
"When does this 'star shower' begin, anyways?" Susan asked Franny as she twisted her pasta on her fork.
Megan rolled her eyes. "Mom, didn't I tell you yesterday it begins around ten?"
Her mother shot her a look. "Excuse me for starting conversation. And don't you roll your eyes at me, young lady, or I'll slap you across your face."
Megan nodded immdediatley and looked at her hands, which were lying on her lap. Wilbur rubbed her back up and down, something he did alot, frowning.
Cornelius leaned over to Goob and whispered: "Does that happen alot?"
Goob nodded. "Yeah, Susan is really uptight. She also is very strict." He whispered back.
"I would have never known." Cornelius muttered.
The rest of the family talked and laughed during the dinner, everyone except Megan. She sat quietly eating her food, staring down at her plate.
"Megan?" Wilbur asked, still rubbing her back. "Whats the matter?"
Megan shook her head. "Nothing."
Wilbur glanced at Susan then at Megan. "Its her, isn't it?"
Megan shrugged but he knew her well enough to know he had hit the nail on the head. "Want to leave the table?"
Megan shook her head again. "Its okay."
Wilbur sighed and leaned back in his chair and stared in front of him, staring through Haden. How was he supposed to do this with her like she was?
He glanced at Megan, she wasen't eating anymore, just staring at her food with her hands on her lap.
Wilbur stood up and pulled Megans chair out. "We're going to excuse ourself's. We'll go and put lawn chairs in the front yard so you guys don't have to do it later, you just need to bring food."
Megan got up and followed Wilbur from the dining room and out into the hallway. "You didn't need to do that. "
Wilbur shrugged. "You hate her?"
It was Megans turn to shrug. "No?"
They were silent the rest of the way to the front door. Before they entered the front yard Wilbur stopped by the door and grabbed a box that sat on a side table.
"Whats that?" Megan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Lawn chairs." Wilbur replied, grinning.
Megan frowned at the box and followed her boyfriend out of the house onto the front lawn.
They climbed over a small hill and stopped on level ground. Wilbur opened the box and dumped out the contents onto the lawn. Tiny square boxes hit the ground and collapsed in a big pile.
"Okay, now lets sepetate these." Wilbur said, bending down and putting the small boxes an inch from each other.
"Wilbur, wouldn't it have been easier just to pick them from the box one by one and put them down?" Megan asked as she bent down and helped him.
Wilbur shrugged. "I guess."
She gave him a smack by his tailbone and helped him finish the boxes.
They finished and straightened and looked over the twenty or so boxes on the ground.
Megan looked at Wilbur. "Now what?"
"This," Wilbur said. He raised his voice and called out: "Sprinkler system on!"
"Sprinkler system!" Megan shrieked, looking around worriedly. "Wilbur! Ahh!"
The sprinklers turned on and began to soak the grass, the small boxes, and the two screaming kids.
"Sprinkler system off! OFF!" Wilbur cried, throwing arms up to cover his face. "Off!"
The sprinklers turned off and Wilbur glanced at Megan, who had her arms out, away from her body, and a disguted look on her face. Her clothes clung closely to her body and her hair stuck together in thick strands as she dripped water.
Both were soaked to the bone.
Wilbur suddenly broke into laughter and put his hand on her shoulder. "Well, that was stupid!"
She shot him a look. "Really?"
The boxes began to shake and suddenly grew, quickly becoming chairs. "Aha!" Wilbur cried. "It worked! Need a quick lawn chair? Don't feel like unfolding? Robinson Lawn Chairs, just add water and poof! A chair for your lawn in forty seconds or less! And dad said my ideas would never amount to anything!"
"He said that?" Megan asked as she wringed the water out of her hair. She couldn't imagine Cornelius Robinson saying anything like that to his son.
"Well, uh...No, he didn't." Wilbur rubbed the back of his wet head. "But not the point. Lets set the table up next."
"It better not have to be set up with water!" Megan said as she wagged a finger at him. "Because I'm not going to help you if it does!"
Night had come slowly, but it had come.
It was almost pitch dark, the only light came from the glowing moon in the sky.
The family sat in a big circle on the lawn, chatting and eating and watching the blackness above them.
Wilbur sat next to Megan with his arm slung around her shoulders, their heads leaning on each others, looking at the sky.
The time was nine fifty, only ten minutes left.
Franny held Cornelius's hand and smiled to him, every once and awhile they shared a small meaningful kiss.
How she wanted to do that with Wilbur, Megan did. She wanted to hold him forever, to share kisses and hugs. Of course they did that already, but she wanted them to mean more then a boyfriend/girlfriend hug and kiss. To share them forever.
But it looked like forever was never going to come. She sighed and rested her head on Wilbur's shoulder, he smelled so handsomley. She didn't want to ever move, it was perfect.
Wilbur glanced at his mother and pointed to his watch, she put up nine fingers, then she put up five fingers which were followed by six fingers, indicating it was 9:56.
Wilbur nodded. It was almost time.
Some of the family stood up, including Franny and Cornelius, Susan and Goob, Lucille and Bud plus Laszlo and Carl. They stood so they could get a better look, but Wilbur stood up for a different reason.
"Megan, stand up with me?" He asked. "Come on, you'll be able to see better."
"I'm comfortable sitting." Megan replied.
He shook his head, grabbed her hand and tried to pull her up from the chair. "Please Megan. It'll be worth it!"
Megan sighed and smiled at him. He could act like such a kid sometimes. "Fine."
She stood next to him and crossed her arms, looking at the sky. Wilbur grabbed her around the lower back and pulled her closer to him in a small hug and put his hand in his pocket.
They searched the sky for what seemed like hours, but it was only a few minutes. Finally after waiting for over ten minutes Wilbur hung his head and closed his eyes, listening to Megans breathing.
It was so small. Small intakes, she made small gasps everytime she breathed. Why, he wasn't sure. He opened his eyes and watched her feet. It seemed she couldn't stay still. She moved one foot in front of her other foot, then put it behind her, then she would shift her weight on each foot, then move them around again. Was she nerveous?
He watched her move her feet as if he hypnotized. Nothing seemed better then watching her small feet in the light pink ballet flats.
"Hey, look!" Came Laszlo's voice.
Wilbur looked up and smiled.
A white streak went across the sky, slowly at first, then it got faster. It was soon followed by another one, and another and another, until finally there were more then you could count flying across the black top of the world.
The stood watching, transfixed on the spot. It was beautiful, gorgeous, amazing. Thousands of falling stars rushed above them.
Wilbur moved his hand in his jacket pocket nerveously, feeling the item inside. He felt his palms sweating, the back of his neck getting sticky. His heart began to beat faster.
"Its beautiful," came Megans voice. It sounded far away to him.
He turned to her and nodded, she had her hand on his shoulder, looking at the sky.
He had to do it now. He glanced at his mother, who was watching him. She smiled and nodded, understanding him without him uttering a word.
"M-Megan?" He stuttered as he grabbed her hand and pulled it off. He pulled her in front of him. She faced him and looked at him worriedly.
"Wilbur? What is it? You look so.." she looked him up and down. "pale. Even in this lighting."
"M-Megan..I love you. I w-want you to kn-know that." Wilbur said. He was stuttering, he couldn't help it. He hadn't been as nerveous like this, ever in his whole life.
Megan nodded, looking him in the eyes. "I love you to, baby,"
"My first memory of you is at my birthday, we were under a table. You cared about me. I think I loved you that day. If you can love somebody at such a age." Wilbur continued. "I love you so much right now. Megan, I don't want to not see you again. Not hug you again, not kiss you. I want you to be with me forever-" He fumbled with his pocket. "To hug you forever-" Her eyes grew wide. This isn't happening. Was he really going to... "To kiss you forever..." Forever? "Megan, will..Will you, under these falling stars, marry me?" Wilbur produced the box and uncovered the ring from inside.
The diamond shown brightly, even though it was dark.
She looked down at it, her mouth open in surprise. She knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn't. Happiness was overwhelming her.
"Megan?" Wilbur asked.
She opened her mouth but her reply was choked in tears of happiness, she swung herself onto him and hugged him and cried.
He hugged her back, smiling. His mother and father gave him two thumbs up and smiled at him, everybody on the lawn became to clap and cheer. He hadn't realised everybodies eye had been on him, they had all been watching them so silently, it was as if nobody had been there.
Susan and Goob smiled and clapped on, and Susan quickly wiped away a tear of joy. She was so happy for her daughter.
Tell him yes! Megan cried to herself. Tell him the words he wants to hear.
She let him go and smiled at him, looking into his eyes. "I-I-I love you to, Wilbur." she said. "Of course I will."
Wilbur smiled back and her and the embraced in a tight hug and shared a kiss on the lips.
Franny smiled as Cornelius grabbed her and pulled her closer, smiling also.
"Such a happy moment." Franny said.
Cornelius nodded.
"I want another kid," Franny muttered.
"What!" Cornelius gasped, looking down at her with wide eyes and frightened eyes.
"You heard me." Franny smiled.
Cornelius opened his mouth and shut it, then opened it again. "Franny, don't you think-"
Franny laughed and poked his nose. "I'm just kidding!"
Cornelius smiled nerveously and blew out a sigh of relief.
Goob walked over and slugged his friend in the shoulder. "Two family united, huh?"
Cornelius nodded.
"I'm so happy for them." Susan cried, wiping tears from her eyes. "My babys getting married!"
They watched Megan and Wilbur just hug, she seemed so small in his arms.
The two let go of each other and smiled. Megan broke into a new set of joyful tears.
Wilbur moved his thumb under her eyes gently, wiping the tears away. "Don't cry."
Megan grabbed his hand as if to move it, but didn't. She left it where it was. "I have dreamed of the day I was proposed to all my life, Wilbur. And every time I imagined it, the face that would appear would be yours."
He smiled at her, and she smiled back, tears still falling down her face.
She hugged him tightly and shared a kiss together under the glow of the moon and the falling stars.
The End.
