To 2001
By Skye Rocket
A/N: Yep, I'm fully aware I'm a little crazy. Disclaimer: I own nothing. But shh, don't tell anyone.
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There was a stony silence in the room. I lay stretched out on the sofa, arms behind my head and the book 'Chinese Astrology' was open on my chest, but I wasn't reading it. Rafe was sitting, perched on the back of the couch. Allen was showing him how many push-ups he could do, although he kept messing up and starting again.
"What do you think they're doing down there?" Rafe asked in a worried tone. I struggled to sit up. Allen ceased in his 'rigorous' exercise and sat, legs crossed, on the ground. I thought for a moment.
"I have no idea, and no care to know," I said wistfully, looking at my bitten fingernails.
"Oh come on," Allen began. "You know you're curious, Skye."
"That I am. But that's life."
"Shut up, Skye."
"I'm hungry!" Rafe piped up. I groaned.
"Forget it! I am NOT cooking another meal for you guys when nobody appreciates what I do anyway!" I hurried.
"Well, neither of us knows how to cook, and Danny and Evelyn are a little busy. Danny can't cook anyway, and, oh, I have a really hilarious story about this casserole Evelyn made! Whoo boy, this thing tasted like a-."
"I will take you out to eat! Okay?" I shouted, cutting him off. "Now, get dressed. Look nice. Really, I mean it."
I shuffled down the hall quickly and flung open my closet. Hmmm. Hastily, I grabbed a white peasant blouse and my blue overalls, changing into them.
"Allen!" I shouted loudly, fishing out two ponytail holders. He ran into the room, dressed in cargo pants and a polo shirt. I smiled in approval. "I need piggy tails," I whined. He nodded and took the ponytail holders from me and crafted two nice, semi-long pigtails.
He was the only brother in the neighborhood who would so something like that for his big sister. And boy, was I grateful. I fastened my nice, 'dance sandals' onto my feet.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Allen said, turning around from where he stood next to the door as I fastened a flower necklace around my neck. "I thought those shoes were cursed."
"They are!" I replied. "I have nothing else that looks good." Allen rolled his eyes.
"Aren't those the ones you wore when you went to the Valentine's dance, and on the last dance, no one would dance with you, so you fled the gym and got a drink, only to learn that some guy was trying to find you to dance with you?" he gushed. I thought my dear brother was going to pass out in need of air.
"Yeah," I agreed, glumly, and scrawling a half-legible note to the people talking. I took a tack off of my bulletin board and a string, taped the note to it and hurried into the hall with my chair. I taped the string to the ceiling so it hung down and they'd read it if they left their room and shoved my chair into my room.
"Thanks for the pigtails," I said softly to Allen. Rafe stood in the living room, wearing a pair of khaki dress pants and a button down, blue shirt. He must have gotten them out of the laundry. I took a few fifties off the bulletin board in the kitchen, just in case, and led the boys out the door.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- It was dark and kind of noisy in Zio's, our favorite Italian restaurant. We took the seats the hostess led us to, me pulling Rafe along quickly and sitting him next to Allen. I unfolded my menu, even though I didn't need too.
The waitress came, and I quickly ordered a Sprite for Rafe and myself. Allen asked for a Coke. She hurried away.
"Rafe, what do you want to eat?" I asked as Rafe peered at the menu.
"A hamburger." I froze in shock.
"Rafe. This is an Italian restraunt," Allen said slowly. "You cannot get a hamburger. In an Italian restraunt." Rafe blushed brightly.
"Right, I was kidding!" Rafe laughed loudly. "I want some spaghetti." The waitress returned, and I ordered fettuccini and Rafe's spaghetti. Allen asked for a cheese pizza. She hurried away, and Allen followed, going to get some crayons so we could draw on the paper that was laid over the table for that very purpose. I sighed and began drawing a long, loopy line.
Rafe began drawing large hearts on the table and writing "ES and RM Equals Love" and stuff like that. Made me gag, I tell you. I nibbled on the corner of a hunk of bread that sat on a little wooden paddle that the waitress had brought with her to our table along with the drinks we ordered.
"Want to play hangman?" Rafe asked Allen. Allen bobbed his head furiously. They looked at the game Rafe drew, while I stared off in space.
I couldn't help thinking about Danny. Was he thinking about me? Or was he crying his eyes out over whatever he and Evelyn had gone to talk about? I had no idea, it wasn't something I could predict easily. I wasn't as good at reading people as Allen was, but that was just crazy the way he did it. I frowned and tried to list all the stupid things that had happened to me during the previous school year.
I was thinking about falling down in a sack race when our food arrived. The waitress grated fresh cheese onto our food, and I dug in as she walked away. I sighed softly, with a mouthful of noodles, carefully avoiding spraying my companions with mushed-up noodles and sauce.
Allen savagely attacked his pizza, eating it like it was about to kill him. Rafe patiently (that's a new 'Rafe adjective'!) twisted his pasta around the fork he was using. I took a sip of my Sprite and settled in my chair.
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Hope you enjoyed.
RE: Rafe and Danny Slash! LOL. In the movie, they added a scene on the Doolittle Raid where Rafe and Danny are sitting in a bunk together and Danny is writing to Evelyn. Doolittle comes in and says 'What are you boys doing?' and Rafe sits up kinda quickly. And then Ben and Josh say.
Josh: Hey, what was that? Ben: [laughs] Josh: What's going on? Ben: Whoops! Josh: [cracking up] Ben: Nothing! Uh, we were just wrestling!
Me and Trevor found that hilarious, and then when Doolittle leaves, Ben goes "Now we can go back to snuggling. Aww, hey sweetie." Hahahaha. And then, when Danny dies.
Rafe [on movie]: You are not gonna die! Josh: You just want me back on that boat. Ben: Yeah, I'm like, 'Come on, honey. Don't leave me.'
Hahahaha. How amusing is that? And if you manage to get the outtakes, there's a.surprising scene with Josh and Ben.email me! I'll tell you all about it, but I don't feel like typing it all up in this document. Peace!
Ciao, Brown Cow, Skye Rocket
By Skye Rocket
A/N: Yep, I'm fully aware I'm a little crazy. Disclaimer: I own nothing. But shh, don't tell anyone.
~
There was a stony silence in the room. I lay stretched out on the sofa, arms behind my head and the book 'Chinese Astrology' was open on my chest, but I wasn't reading it. Rafe was sitting, perched on the back of the couch. Allen was showing him how many push-ups he could do, although he kept messing up and starting again.
"What do you think they're doing down there?" Rafe asked in a worried tone. I struggled to sit up. Allen ceased in his 'rigorous' exercise and sat, legs crossed, on the ground. I thought for a moment.
"I have no idea, and no care to know," I said wistfully, looking at my bitten fingernails.
"Oh come on," Allen began. "You know you're curious, Skye."
"That I am. But that's life."
"Shut up, Skye."
"I'm hungry!" Rafe piped up. I groaned.
"Forget it! I am NOT cooking another meal for you guys when nobody appreciates what I do anyway!" I hurried.
"Well, neither of us knows how to cook, and Danny and Evelyn are a little busy. Danny can't cook anyway, and, oh, I have a really hilarious story about this casserole Evelyn made! Whoo boy, this thing tasted like a-."
"I will take you out to eat! Okay?" I shouted, cutting him off. "Now, get dressed. Look nice. Really, I mean it."
I shuffled down the hall quickly and flung open my closet. Hmmm. Hastily, I grabbed a white peasant blouse and my blue overalls, changing into them.
"Allen!" I shouted loudly, fishing out two ponytail holders. He ran into the room, dressed in cargo pants and a polo shirt. I smiled in approval. "I need piggy tails," I whined. He nodded and took the ponytail holders from me and crafted two nice, semi-long pigtails.
He was the only brother in the neighborhood who would so something like that for his big sister. And boy, was I grateful. I fastened my nice, 'dance sandals' onto my feet.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Allen said, turning around from where he stood next to the door as I fastened a flower necklace around my neck. "I thought those shoes were cursed."
"They are!" I replied. "I have nothing else that looks good." Allen rolled his eyes.
"Aren't those the ones you wore when you went to the Valentine's dance, and on the last dance, no one would dance with you, so you fled the gym and got a drink, only to learn that some guy was trying to find you to dance with you?" he gushed. I thought my dear brother was going to pass out in need of air.
"Yeah," I agreed, glumly, and scrawling a half-legible note to the people talking. I took a tack off of my bulletin board and a string, taped the note to it and hurried into the hall with my chair. I taped the string to the ceiling so it hung down and they'd read it if they left their room and shoved my chair into my room.
"Thanks for the pigtails," I said softly to Allen. Rafe stood in the living room, wearing a pair of khaki dress pants and a button down, blue shirt. He must have gotten them out of the laundry. I took a few fifties off the bulletin board in the kitchen, just in case, and led the boys out the door.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- It was dark and kind of noisy in Zio's, our favorite Italian restaurant. We took the seats the hostess led us to, me pulling Rafe along quickly and sitting him next to Allen. I unfolded my menu, even though I didn't need too.
The waitress came, and I quickly ordered a Sprite for Rafe and myself. Allen asked for a Coke. She hurried away.
"Rafe, what do you want to eat?" I asked as Rafe peered at the menu.
"A hamburger." I froze in shock.
"Rafe. This is an Italian restraunt," Allen said slowly. "You cannot get a hamburger. In an Italian restraunt." Rafe blushed brightly.
"Right, I was kidding!" Rafe laughed loudly. "I want some spaghetti." The waitress returned, and I ordered fettuccini and Rafe's spaghetti. Allen asked for a cheese pizza. She hurried away, and Allen followed, going to get some crayons so we could draw on the paper that was laid over the table for that very purpose. I sighed and began drawing a long, loopy line.
Rafe began drawing large hearts on the table and writing "ES and RM Equals Love" and stuff like that. Made me gag, I tell you. I nibbled on the corner of a hunk of bread that sat on a little wooden paddle that the waitress had brought with her to our table along with the drinks we ordered.
"Want to play hangman?" Rafe asked Allen. Allen bobbed his head furiously. They looked at the game Rafe drew, while I stared off in space.
I couldn't help thinking about Danny. Was he thinking about me? Or was he crying his eyes out over whatever he and Evelyn had gone to talk about? I had no idea, it wasn't something I could predict easily. I wasn't as good at reading people as Allen was, but that was just crazy the way he did it. I frowned and tried to list all the stupid things that had happened to me during the previous school year.
I was thinking about falling down in a sack race when our food arrived. The waitress grated fresh cheese onto our food, and I dug in as she walked away. I sighed softly, with a mouthful of noodles, carefully avoiding spraying my companions with mushed-up noodles and sauce.
Allen savagely attacked his pizza, eating it like it was about to kill him. Rafe patiently (that's a new 'Rafe adjective'!) twisted his pasta around the fork he was using. I took a sip of my Sprite and settled in my chair.
*-*-*-*-*-*
Hope you enjoyed.
RE: Rafe and Danny Slash! LOL. In the movie, they added a scene on the Doolittle Raid where Rafe and Danny are sitting in a bunk together and Danny is writing to Evelyn. Doolittle comes in and says 'What are you boys doing?' and Rafe sits up kinda quickly. And then Ben and Josh say.
Josh: Hey, what was that? Ben: [laughs] Josh: What's going on? Ben: Whoops! Josh: [cracking up] Ben: Nothing! Uh, we were just wrestling!
Me and Trevor found that hilarious, and then when Doolittle leaves, Ben goes "Now we can go back to snuggling. Aww, hey sweetie." Hahahaha. And then, when Danny dies.
Rafe [on movie]: You are not gonna die! Josh: You just want me back on that boat. Ben: Yeah, I'm like, 'Come on, honey. Don't leave me.'
Hahahaha. How amusing is that? And if you manage to get the outtakes, there's a.surprising scene with Josh and Ben.email me! I'll tell you all about it, but I don't feel like typing it all up in this document. Peace!
Ciao, Brown Cow, Skye Rocket