Title: For Ice Cream
Series: Labors of Love
Author: Chelli
Disclaimer: Molly, Spike, and the rest of the WWF characters don't belong to me, they belong to the WWF… unless Hy is keeping secret, Hy Ena belong to herself… but Spike kind belongs to her, in her universe, but that a whole 'nother story… :)
Rating: PG? PG-13? Somewhere in there
Summary: Spike and Molly actually go inside the store, and someone is following them…
Note: More Fluff. I know, I know, you're getting sick of it. Deal with it!
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Molly and Spike walked in, hand and hand. They grinned, not taking their eyes off each other. Hy, a nearby waitress, rolled her eyes in a good-natured way. They were always coming in, together, late at night. She thought it was so cute, they was they were always so shy and sweet around each other. They were, without a doubt her favorite customers, especially Spike; he was definitely something nice to look at. But she didn't, and wouldn't, do anything besides look; after all, Molly was her friend. And when Molly had come in, alone, the last two days, when she had gotten 5 bowls of New York Super Fudge Chunk, when she had such a glum look on her perpetually happy face, Hy knew something was wrong. After all, no matter how much a girl loves an ice cream, no one gets that much unless there's a slumber party, someone died, or her heart was broken. Since Molly and Spike appeared to be such a good couple, and there was obviously no party going on, at first she feared the worst.
Of course, after Molly explained what had happened over yet another bowl of ice cream, Hy hadn't believed a word of what Spike said. To her, it was obvious that Spike had done it for Molly. The 'Don't go near the ring' had been a dead give away, no matter what excuse he had made for it. But even when Hy tried to explain it to Molly, Molly hadn't believed her. After two days of seeing Molly so down, Hy had really been getting worried. She was glad to see her two friends happy again.
As they sat down, she walked over to greet them. "Hey you two! Back together again, covered in the cheese of love-ness?" she asked. Molly nodded, blushing, and Spike simply said, "Oh yeah," and squeezed his girlfriend gently.
Hy turned to Molly. "So, was I right?"
Molly rolled her eyes. "Yeah, you were right. Don't let it go to your head though!"
Hy replied, "Oh, you know I will."
Spike fake pouted. "I feel so left out." Molly give him a peck on the cheek and whispered something in his ear. Spike immediately perked up, and Molly blushed. Hy raised her eyebrow.
"Do I even wanna know?" she asked. Molly only giggled, while Spike said, "Probably not."
"So, before I get so anxious I dance like I hafta pee, what'll it be?"
Molly and Spike both laughed. "Take a wild guess."
"New York Super Fudge Chunk? AGAIN?!? Molly, aren't you getting tired of that?"
"I'll get tired of that as soon as I get tired of Spike, which is never," Molly replied, giving Spike one of her 'I love you so much' looks.
"I know what you mean. Once you discover the secret of the chunks, theres no going back."
Molly could have sworn she heard a voice say, "Oh, it's true," but she shook it off. They were the only ones in the diner, or so she thought. She didn't see the man in the trench coat sitting in the far corner...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After eating the ice cream, Spike reached for his wallet and Molly reached for her pocketbook when Hy stopped them both. "Actually, you guys, this ice cream is free for you two. The guy over there in the trench coat said he'd pay for it." She pointed to the far corner of the shop that Molly hadn't seen.
"Why's he do something like that?" Spike asked. Hy shrugged.
"Well, that doesn't matter. The important thing is that we should thank him." Spike held out his hand to help Molly up, and they walked over to the corner. "Same time tomorrow?" Hy asked as they walked away. "Same time tomorrow," Molly responded with a smile.The man immediately jumped up. He hadn't planned to stick around so long that they would talk to him.
He knew there was no escape, so he put his mask on, pulled his hat down, and buttoned up his trench coat. No on would be able to see what he looked like, or tell he was wearing a mask; it appeared as if his face was merely hidden by the shadow of the hat.
"Hiya!" Molly said in her usual chirpy voice. "We just wanted to thank you for paying for our ice cream. We really appreciate it."
"No problem," the man muttered. The couple could barely understand him.
"If you don't mind my asking, why did you pay for it?" Spike asked, as Molly tried to shush him. Spike thought it was just a little suspicious that some random guy would want to pay for their food.
"Well, it was just, uh... um... you two look so nice together, I just wanted to help you two enjoy it." Especially since this is the last time you two will be together, ever he thought will a silent chuckle.
Molly nodded, immediately accepting it. "Well, thanks again," she said, dragging Spike away, who was still peering at the man's face, trying to see who it was. "That was so rude of you, Spike," she whispered as they walked away.
"Well, maybe its just me, but he sounded an awful lot like Bubba when he tries to muffle his voice," Spike said. "I'm probably just imagining things."
Molly nodded her head. "Actually, I thought it sounded kinda like Kurt. But why would either of them be here, anyway? If he was trying to spoil out time together, he certainly didn't do a very good job."
"Did you find out why the guy paid for it?" Hy asked, curious. Molly glanced back to the man. "Just sort of a random act of kindness, I think," Molly replied.
The man in the corner grinned as the couple walked out. Tomorrow, it would all be over for them. Tomorrow...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know, it sucked, but read the next one anyway, its my pride and joy!!
Series: Labors of Love
Author: Chelli
Disclaimer: Molly, Spike, and the rest of the WWF characters don't belong to me, they belong to the WWF… unless Hy is keeping secret, Hy Ena belong to herself… but Spike kind belongs to her, in her universe, but that a whole 'nother story… :)
Rating: PG? PG-13? Somewhere in there
Summary: Spike and Molly actually go inside the store, and someone is following them…
Note: More Fluff. I know, I know, you're getting sick of it. Deal with it!
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Molly and Spike walked in, hand and hand. They grinned, not taking their eyes off each other. Hy, a nearby waitress, rolled her eyes in a good-natured way. They were always coming in, together, late at night. She thought it was so cute, they was they were always so shy and sweet around each other. They were, without a doubt her favorite customers, especially Spike; he was definitely something nice to look at. But she didn't, and wouldn't, do anything besides look; after all, Molly was her friend. And when Molly had come in, alone, the last two days, when she had gotten 5 bowls of New York Super Fudge Chunk, when she had such a glum look on her perpetually happy face, Hy knew something was wrong. After all, no matter how much a girl loves an ice cream, no one gets that much unless there's a slumber party, someone died, or her heart was broken. Since Molly and Spike appeared to be such a good couple, and there was obviously no party going on, at first she feared the worst.
Of course, after Molly explained what had happened over yet another bowl of ice cream, Hy hadn't believed a word of what Spike said. To her, it was obvious that Spike had done it for Molly. The 'Don't go near the ring' had been a dead give away, no matter what excuse he had made for it. But even when Hy tried to explain it to Molly, Molly hadn't believed her. After two days of seeing Molly so down, Hy had really been getting worried. She was glad to see her two friends happy again.
As they sat down, she walked over to greet them. "Hey you two! Back together again, covered in the cheese of love-ness?" she asked. Molly nodded, blushing, and Spike simply said, "Oh yeah," and squeezed his girlfriend gently.
Hy turned to Molly. "So, was I right?"
Molly rolled her eyes. "Yeah, you were right. Don't let it go to your head though!"
Hy replied, "Oh, you know I will."
Spike fake pouted. "I feel so left out." Molly give him a peck on the cheek and whispered something in his ear. Spike immediately perked up, and Molly blushed. Hy raised her eyebrow.
"Do I even wanna know?" she asked. Molly only giggled, while Spike said, "Probably not."
"So, before I get so anxious I dance like I hafta pee, what'll it be?"
Molly and Spike both laughed. "Take a wild guess."
"New York Super Fudge Chunk? AGAIN?!? Molly, aren't you getting tired of that?"
"I'll get tired of that as soon as I get tired of Spike, which is never," Molly replied, giving Spike one of her 'I love you so much' looks.
"I know what you mean. Once you discover the secret of the chunks, theres no going back."
Molly could have sworn she heard a voice say, "Oh, it's true," but she shook it off. They were the only ones in the diner, or so she thought. She didn't see the man in the trench coat sitting in the far corner...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After eating the ice cream, Spike reached for his wallet and Molly reached for her pocketbook when Hy stopped them both. "Actually, you guys, this ice cream is free for you two. The guy over there in the trench coat said he'd pay for it." She pointed to the far corner of the shop that Molly hadn't seen.
"Why's he do something like that?" Spike asked. Hy shrugged.
"Well, that doesn't matter. The important thing is that we should thank him." Spike held out his hand to help Molly up, and they walked over to the corner. "Same time tomorrow?" Hy asked as they walked away. "Same time tomorrow," Molly responded with a smile.The man immediately jumped up. He hadn't planned to stick around so long that they would talk to him.
He knew there was no escape, so he put his mask on, pulled his hat down, and buttoned up his trench coat. No on would be able to see what he looked like, or tell he was wearing a mask; it appeared as if his face was merely hidden by the shadow of the hat.
"Hiya!" Molly said in her usual chirpy voice. "We just wanted to thank you for paying for our ice cream. We really appreciate it."
"No problem," the man muttered. The couple could barely understand him.
"If you don't mind my asking, why did you pay for it?" Spike asked, as Molly tried to shush him. Spike thought it was just a little suspicious that some random guy would want to pay for their food.
"Well, it was just, uh... um... you two look so nice together, I just wanted to help you two enjoy it." Especially since this is the last time you two will be together, ever he thought will a silent chuckle.
Molly nodded, immediately accepting it. "Well, thanks again," she said, dragging Spike away, who was still peering at the man's face, trying to see who it was. "That was so rude of you, Spike," she whispered as they walked away.
"Well, maybe its just me, but he sounded an awful lot like Bubba when he tries to muffle his voice," Spike said. "I'm probably just imagining things."
Molly nodded her head. "Actually, I thought it sounded kinda like Kurt. But why would either of them be here, anyway? If he was trying to spoil out time together, he certainly didn't do a very good job."
"Did you find out why the guy paid for it?" Hy asked, curious. Molly glanced back to the man. "Just sort of a random act of kindness, I think," Molly replied.
The man in the corner grinned as the couple walked out. Tomorrow, it would all be over for them. Tomorrow...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know, it sucked, but read the next one anyway, its my pride and joy!!