To 2001! By Skye Rocket
Disclaimer: I am not claiming ownership to anything. So stop calling!
A/N: Hey. Just wanted to say that. So. Hey. I'm a freak, huh? ROMANTIC TRAIN RIDE! Maybe it's just me, but I find that hilarious. I have a problem. Although I know not what it is.
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I groaned and shoved my pillow over my head. I couldn't breathe, so I moved it away. I growled and muttered a long string of swears that would make my parents blush and die. I blinked my eyes open, to see Danny, fully dressed, standing over my bed.
"Skye, come on. Your grandmother will be here soon."
"I'm sleepy, Danny," I moaned.
"If you get up, I'll kiss you." That was all it took. I rolled out of bed, stood up and crushed my lips on Danny's. Soon he broke the kiss. "Get dressed!" Danny commanded, but in a playful way. I ran to the bathroom, threw my clothes on and put my hair up with a clip and a ponytail holder. I put on a spot of lip gloss, and picked up some sunscreen and bug spray.
I doused myself in it and tossed it to Danny. He did the same, and gave them to Allen, who would continue passing them on.
I hurried out the door, picking up Allen's and mine VIP tags and grabbing money. Grandma could give them some more VIP tags. My companions followed me, and our grandma was waiting for us. Paw-Paw had already gone down to the railroad, even earlier to set things up for his big day. Evelyn took the front seat, Rafe and Allen took the captain's chair, and Danny and I scuttled into the backseat.
The car roared away, and Danny cautiously slithered his hand over to mine and held it gently, making me smile calmly. But I felt myself falling asleep.
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I blinked as the car ground to a stop. I shifted my weight a little.
"Wake up," Danny whispered softly. I saw where I was lying. I had fallen asleep and my head rested on his leg.
"Oh. Right," I said softly. "Sorry, Danny." We scrambled out the car door, which was parked across from where the huge Tank Engine stared down at us. I shuddered under the watchful eye of the cartoon-like freak. My feet crunched over the awkward rocks of the railroad. Soon we had crossed the street to the photo booth.
It was behind the depot, and in front of the depot was the large park, where swings, slides, storytelling, fake tattoos, food stands and the merchandize tent stood.
The air was hot and heavy, and instantly I broke into a warm sweat because of my long jeans with the flapping flared legs. Small children ran around and giggled annoyingly. It was going to be a long day. And weekend. And next weekend. I almost collapsed under the weight of that realization.
This was my life for two weeks! Weekends were for Mystery Science Theater, and for Saturday Night Live; not for waiting for a man to hush his wailing child as they watched the train pull away, while trying to pick up the photos my uncle was taking with his digital camera and printing out on two miniature printers. I was stuck here selling pictures, riding trains, eating funnel cakes and trying to keep Allen out of trouble, all at the same time. It just wasn't RIGHT!
At least I had Danny, right? Of course.
I gave my grandpa a light peck on the cheek and left Danny to sit on the stool I was claiming for myself. I hustled into the depot and took two cans of Pepsi out of the huge ice crate in the employees' only area of the depot. Free sodas, what can you do?
"Here you go," I said, handing one of the icy colas to Danny, as he looked around, bewildered. Aunt Marleena was trying to sell someone their picture my uncle had taken, but a wailing baby busied the person. Danny looked like he could scream at any second. I frowned and opened my pop.
I patted Danny softly on the shoulder. He stood up and I took his seat to try to help out my aunt.
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It was now noon, and after only four or so hours, I was in a hugely temperamental mood. Rafe had decided to go with Allen, Alden and Austin to sell pre-taken pictures of the tank engine. Evelyn was working in the tattoo booth. Mallory and I sat and handed out pictures with Danny, as Paw- Paw instructed his fleet of volunteers, Aunt Marleena and Grandma tried to help take pictures and Uncle Tommy handed me memory sticks with pictures on them to print. It was exhausting.
I was almost crying in frustration over this whole scenario as I gingerly ate a peanut butter cookie that came in the free Mr. Goodscents lunches everyone that was working could 'enjoy' as often as the wanted to. I needed to get away. But how? Fake a heart attack and then run? Walk away to claim that I was looking someone?
But then it hit me! I could just ask to ride the train. True, I'd have to bring my cousins and Allen, perhaps. But that was a risk that I knew I would care to take. Danny and I skittered away, explaining where we were going in haste. Mallory leapt onto my shoulders as we walked away. I grunted under the suddenly added weight.
When we reached the line to get on the train, it was already rushing towards the train and out from under the tent. The three of us flashed our VIP passes to the conductor and hurried to a seat in the very back of one of the coaches. I sat next to Danny, and Mallory sat in the seat facing ours. She looked at me intently.
"What is it? Do I have mayo on my face?" I asked, a hand flying up to my cheek instantly. I was sitting next to the window, and my elbow whacked the frame. I howled in pain as it struck a nerve in me, making several people turn to look at us.
"Nope. I was just wondering, Skye. Are you and Danny," she begun, pausing. "Ya know?" I blushed a dark shade of red, and I didn't know exactly how to respond to that. Luckily, Danny responded for me.
"Yep, we are," he said proudly, putting an arm around me. I beamed with pride, and Mallory laughed and clapped her hands. My head came to rest comfortably on Danny's shoulder and a peaceful smile fell on my lips.
"So, Mal, you're staying at Grandma's all week until next Monday?"
"Yeah, we just don't want to drive home and wait a week and drive back. Weird, huh?"
"Yeah. Very." The train began to grind to a start, and I felt Danny tense. He was so cute when he appeared to be afraid. "You scared?" I asked quietly.
"Maybe a little."
"Don't worry, sweetie. I won't let anything happen to you. I wouldn't bring you on here if something could go wrong. Trust me."
"All right," he agreed, although sounding half reluctant. I nestled my head on his shoulder and let my arm dangle lazily out the window.
"Does Allen know?" Mallory asked suddenly.
"Yeah. But if you would, please don't tell Grandma and Paw-Paw, or your parents. And especially Rafe and Evelyn, Mallory. It's SO important," I insisted.
"Geez, Skye, don't have a heart attack," Mallory said calmly. "I'll take it to the grave." I smiled gratefully. "What if Austin and Alden find out?"
"Oh, they're with Allen. I'm sure they already know," Danny said dryly. Mallory and I giggled like a pack of loonies. "Not that I mind of course. Skye is so wonderful. She's kind and nice and-." Mallory cut him off.
"Someone who's still afraid of the dark!" I blushed at this new revelation.
"I'm not that great, honey," I mumbled, embarrassed. He shook his head and ran a hand over my head.
"Hey, Skye. Let's see if you can Danny and Rafe and Evelyn and Allen can stay at Grandma's tonight!" Mallory cried suddenly, her face glowing in excitement.
Oh man. Now THAT might be interesting.
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Well, there you've got it. ^__^
This is getting to be a long story. Too long? What do you think? Let me know.
Ciao!
Skye Rocket
Disclaimer: I am not claiming ownership to anything. So stop calling!
A/N: Hey. Just wanted to say that. So. Hey. I'm a freak, huh? ROMANTIC TRAIN RIDE! Maybe it's just me, but I find that hilarious. I have a problem. Although I know not what it is.
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I groaned and shoved my pillow over my head. I couldn't breathe, so I moved it away. I growled and muttered a long string of swears that would make my parents blush and die. I blinked my eyes open, to see Danny, fully dressed, standing over my bed.
"Skye, come on. Your grandmother will be here soon."
"I'm sleepy, Danny," I moaned.
"If you get up, I'll kiss you." That was all it took. I rolled out of bed, stood up and crushed my lips on Danny's. Soon he broke the kiss. "Get dressed!" Danny commanded, but in a playful way. I ran to the bathroom, threw my clothes on and put my hair up with a clip and a ponytail holder. I put on a spot of lip gloss, and picked up some sunscreen and bug spray.
I doused myself in it and tossed it to Danny. He did the same, and gave them to Allen, who would continue passing them on.
I hurried out the door, picking up Allen's and mine VIP tags and grabbing money. Grandma could give them some more VIP tags. My companions followed me, and our grandma was waiting for us. Paw-Paw had already gone down to the railroad, even earlier to set things up for his big day. Evelyn took the front seat, Rafe and Allen took the captain's chair, and Danny and I scuttled into the backseat.
The car roared away, and Danny cautiously slithered his hand over to mine and held it gently, making me smile calmly. But I felt myself falling asleep.
-
I blinked as the car ground to a stop. I shifted my weight a little.
"Wake up," Danny whispered softly. I saw where I was lying. I had fallen asleep and my head rested on his leg.
"Oh. Right," I said softly. "Sorry, Danny." We scrambled out the car door, which was parked across from where the huge Tank Engine stared down at us. I shuddered under the watchful eye of the cartoon-like freak. My feet crunched over the awkward rocks of the railroad. Soon we had crossed the street to the photo booth.
It was behind the depot, and in front of the depot was the large park, where swings, slides, storytelling, fake tattoos, food stands and the merchandize tent stood.
The air was hot and heavy, and instantly I broke into a warm sweat because of my long jeans with the flapping flared legs. Small children ran around and giggled annoyingly. It was going to be a long day. And weekend. And next weekend. I almost collapsed under the weight of that realization.
This was my life for two weeks! Weekends were for Mystery Science Theater, and for Saturday Night Live; not for waiting for a man to hush his wailing child as they watched the train pull away, while trying to pick up the photos my uncle was taking with his digital camera and printing out on two miniature printers. I was stuck here selling pictures, riding trains, eating funnel cakes and trying to keep Allen out of trouble, all at the same time. It just wasn't RIGHT!
At least I had Danny, right? Of course.
I gave my grandpa a light peck on the cheek and left Danny to sit on the stool I was claiming for myself. I hustled into the depot and took two cans of Pepsi out of the huge ice crate in the employees' only area of the depot. Free sodas, what can you do?
"Here you go," I said, handing one of the icy colas to Danny, as he looked around, bewildered. Aunt Marleena was trying to sell someone their picture my uncle had taken, but a wailing baby busied the person. Danny looked like he could scream at any second. I frowned and opened my pop.
I patted Danny softly on the shoulder. He stood up and I took his seat to try to help out my aunt.
-
It was now noon, and after only four or so hours, I was in a hugely temperamental mood. Rafe had decided to go with Allen, Alden and Austin to sell pre-taken pictures of the tank engine. Evelyn was working in the tattoo booth. Mallory and I sat and handed out pictures with Danny, as Paw- Paw instructed his fleet of volunteers, Aunt Marleena and Grandma tried to help take pictures and Uncle Tommy handed me memory sticks with pictures on them to print. It was exhausting.
I was almost crying in frustration over this whole scenario as I gingerly ate a peanut butter cookie that came in the free Mr. Goodscents lunches everyone that was working could 'enjoy' as often as the wanted to. I needed to get away. But how? Fake a heart attack and then run? Walk away to claim that I was looking someone?
But then it hit me! I could just ask to ride the train. True, I'd have to bring my cousins and Allen, perhaps. But that was a risk that I knew I would care to take. Danny and I skittered away, explaining where we were going in haste. Mallory leapt onto my shoulders as we walked away. I grunted under the suddenly added weight.
When we reached the line to get on the train, it was already rushing towards the train and out from under the tent. The three of us flashed our VIP passes to the conductor and hurried to a seat in the very back of one of the coaches. I sat next to Danny, and Mallory sat in the seat facing ours. She looked at me intently.
"What is it? Do I have mayo on my face?" I asked, a hand flying up to my cheek instantly. I was sitting next to the window, and my elbow whacked the frame. I howled in pain as it struck a nerve in me, making several people turn to look at us.
"Nope. I was just wondering, Skye. Are you and Danny," she begun, pausing. "Ya know?" I blushed a dark shade of red, and I didn't know exactly how to respond to that. Luckily, Danny responded for me.
"Yep, we are," he said proudly, putting an arm around me. I beamed with pride, and Mallory laughed and clapped her hands. My head came to rest comfortably on Danny's shoulder and a peaceful smile fell on my lips.
"So, Mal, you're staying at Grandma's all week until next Monday?"
"Yeah, we just don't want to drive home and wait a week and drive back. Weird, huh?"
"Yeah. Very." The train began to grind to a start, and I felt Danny tense. He was so cute when he appeared to be afraid. "You scared?" I asked quietly.
"Maybe a little."
"Don't worry, sweetie. I won't let anything happen to you. I wouldn't bring you on here if something could go wrong. Trust me."
"All right," he agreed, although sounding half reluctant. I nestled my head on his shoulder and let my arm dangle lazily out the window.
"Does Allen know?" Mallory asked suddenly.
"Yeah. But if you would, please don't tell Grandma and Paw-Paw, or your parents. And especially Rafe and Evelyn, Mallory. It's SO important," I insisted.
"Geez, Skye, don't have a heart attack," Mallory said calmly. "I'll take it to the grave." I smiled gratefully. "What if Austin and Alden find out?"
"Oh, they're with Allen. I'm sure they already know," Danny said dryly. Mallory and I giggled like a pack of loonies. "Not that I mind of course. Skye is so wonderful. She's kind and nice and-." Mallory cut him off.
"Someone who's still afraid of the dark!" I blushed at this new revelation.
"I'm not that great, honey," I mumbled, embarrassed. He shook his head and ran a hand over my head.
"Hey, Skye. Let's see if you can Danny and Rafe and Evelyn and Allen can stay at Grandma's tonight!" Mallory cried suddenly, her face glowing in excitement.
Oh man. Now THAT might be interesting.
-
Well, there you've got it. ^__^
This is getting to be a long story. Too long? What do you think? Let me know.
Ciao!
Skye Rocket