"What was the 'Magna Carta'?"
"The world's largest shopping cart?"
"...Can you be serious for even one minute? I'm trying to help you, Eduardo. Don't waste my time."
"Oh, that's right, wouldn't want you to be late for your date..."
Kylie slamed her book shut. "That's right. And why shouldn't I prefer to spend my time with someone who can hold an intelligent conversation?" She smiled sweetly, batting her eyes.
"Allll right, so maybe I'm not Mr. Billion Brain Cells, maybe I'm not Mr. SophistiCATTY, but at least I'm not Mr. Wouldn't Know a Good Time If I Had a Symbiotic Relationship With It either!"
Garrett said what they were all thinking. "You know what symbiotic means?"
"Eduardo," Kylie began. her voice cold & distant, "do you remember a conversation we had a while back about what we wanted out of life, and I sai I wanted to travel around the world with a handsome, intelligent man? Can you guess, between you & Harold, which I would choose to make that trip with?"
"F-fine!" Eduardo sputtered. "Ex-CUSE me for worrying about you! Pardon me, chica, for not trusting guy who carries around cursed objects! And who said I would want to make that trip with YOU, anyw--"
"Kylie!" Janine's shout came from downstairs. "There's a Mr. Harold Hunter here to see you!"
Kylie's eye's darted between Eduardo and the stairs. "I... I... I'm coming!" The boys all wondered what she had really been about to say, as she quicly gathered her things and ran down the stairs. She kept her head down so they wouldn't see her tears.
Garrett also wondered something else, which he asked his friend once the girl was gone. "Hey Eddy! We never did get to hear what you wanted that night..."
To be with her, came the answer in his mind, without hesitation. Aloud, he replied, "To get a decent night's sleep, which is what I'm gonna go get right now!" He yawned & stretched. "Later, amigos."
He hoped they didn't hear the tremor in his voice or see it in his hands as he gathered his things. His head swam a little, and he felt a bit nauseated. He'd been feeling a little off all day. He wondered if it was because he was getting sick or because of the situation with Kylie & this Harry guy. In any case, sleep really did seem like a good idea, now that he'd mentioned it.
***
Harold waited untill they were outside before asking Kylie if there was anything wrong. He handed her his handkerchief, laiying a comforting arm around her shoulders as he did so.
"Uh.. it's just allergies, I'm fine." Kylie cast a final, sad glance at the firehouse, just in time to see Eduardo leaving, clearly upset himself. Serves him right, she thought. The whole scenario left a sick feeling in her stomach. She didn't think she would be able to eat...
***
Eduardo was so upset he didn't think he'd be able to sleep at all. He was wrong; he was unconcious before his head hit the pillow. And then his nightmare began.
***
Harold didn't ask about the necklace over dinner. Instead he asked Kylie to tell him about ghostbusting. She found herself pouring out story after story, slowing only when she talked of Eduardo. Which was actually fairly often. She never really thoght before about how much they'd been through together, how often he'd saved her...
Noticing the faraway look she got in her eyes whenever she talked about her nuisance of a friend, Harold steered the convesation away form her adventures & onto her paranormal knowledge. He was both surprised and pleased by the extent of her repitoire; even in that short amount of time, he learned much that even an expert like himself didn't know.
Yes, it was quite a stroke of fortune that had led him to her... He was going to have do something to dull her attatchement to the young punk, though, what was his name? Edward?
When Kylie left the table a moment to "powder her nose", he took that opportunity to slip something into he drink. When she returned, he offered a toast to the Ghostbusters and their efforts for the protection of New York.
After it Kylie made a face and asked, "Does your soda taste like diet too?"
"The world's largest shopping cart?"
"...Can you be serious for even one minute? I'm trying to help you, Eduardo. Don't waste my time."
"Oh, that's right, wouldn't want you to be late for your date..."
Kylie slamed her book shut. "That's right. And why shouldn't I prefer to spend my time with someone who can hold an intelligent conversation?" She smiled sweetly, batting her eyes.
"Allll right, so maybe I'm not Mr. Billion Brain Cells, maybe I'm not Mr. SophistiCATTY, but at least I'm not Mr. Wouldn't Know a Good Time If I Had a Symbiotic Relationship With It either!"
Garrett said what they were all thinking. "You know what symbiotic means?"
"Eduardo," Kylie began. her voice cold & distant, "do you remember a conversation we had a while back about what we wanted out of life, and I sai I wanted to travel around the world with a handsome, intelligent man? Can you guess, between you & Harold, which I would choose to make that trip with?"
"F-fine!" Eduardo sputtered. "Ex-CUSE me for worrying about you! Pardon me, chica, for not trusting guy who carries around cursed objects! And who said I would want to make that trip with YOU, anyw--"
"Kylie!" Janine's shout came from downstairs. "There's a Mr. Harold Hunter here to see you!"
Kylie's eye's darted between Eduardo and the stairs. "I... I... I'm coming!" The boys all wondered what she had really been about to say, as she quicly gathered her things and ran down the stairs. She kept her head down so they wouldn't see her tears.
Garrett also wondered something else, which he asked his friend once the girl was gone. "Hey Eddy! We never did get to hear what you wanted that night..."
To be with her, came the answer in his mind, without hesitation. Aloud, he replied, "To get a decent night's sleep, which is what I'm gonna go get right now!" He yawned & stretched. "Later, amigos."
He hoped they didn't hear the tremor in his voice or see it in his hands as he gathered his things. His head swam a little, and he felt a bit nauseated. He'd been feeling a little off all day. He wondered if it was because he was getting sick or because of the situation with Kylie & this Harry guy. In any case, sleep really did seem like a good idea, now that he'd mentioned it.
***
Harold waited untill they were outside before asking Kylie if there was anything wrong. He handed her his handkerchief, laiying a comforting arm around her shoulders as he did so.
"Uh.. it's just allergies, I'm fine." Kylie cast a final, sad glance at the firehouse, just in time to see Eduardo leaving, clearly upset himself. Serves him right, she thought. The whole scenario left a sick feeling in her stomach. She didn't think she would be able to eat...
***
Eduardo was so upset he didn't think he'd be able to sleep at all. He was wrong; he was unconcious before his head hit the pillow. And then his nightmare began.
***
Harold didn't ask about the necklace over dinner. Instead he asked Kylie to tell him about ghostbusting. She found herself pouring out story after story, slowing only when she talked of Eduardo. Which was actually fairly often. She never really thoght before about how much they'd been through together, how often he'd saved her...
Noticing the faraway look she got in her eyes whenever she talked about her nuisance of a friend, Harold steered the convesation away form her adventures & onto her paranormal knowledge. He was both surprised and pleased by the extent of her repitoire; even in that short amount of time, he learned much that even an expert like himself didn't know.
Yes, it was quite a stroke of fortune that had led him to her... He was going to have do something to dull her attatchement to the young punk, though, what was his name? Edward?
When Kylie left the table a moment to "powder her nose", he took that opportunity to slip something into he drink. When she returned, he offered a toast to the Ghostbusters and their efforts for the protection of New York.
After it Kylie made a face and asked, "Does your soda taste like diet too?"