As always, I own nothing, nor do I really want to, unless the ever so delicious Brady Black counts... hmmm.. LOL.
Chapter 19
Phillip surveyed the surrounding area approvingly. Next to him, Harold stood squirming with anticipation.
"Philly!" He whined, "can I take my blindfold off yet?"
Phillip giggled slightly. "Patience, patience, Harold, dear."
Harold smirked as his mind went wandering. Where could Phillip have taken him?
The past two weeks had been great. Danny was an excellent roommate, always very clean with not a mess in sight and Phillip was over to visit daily. How could this possibly get any better?
Danny gave Phillip a signal that everything was set and Phillip gently removed Harold's blindfold. The older man gasped in shock as his beautiful hazel eyes set sight upon a small shop, decked out in balloons and streamers.
"Oh my goodness," he whispered softly, "is this for me?"
"Aye, that it is," Danny chuckled in confirmation.
Harold squealed excitedly as he pulled his two friends into a giant hug.
"You little fruitcakes, thank you! I love you guys."
A chorus of "Awwwwws" rang out as a smiling Brady and Chloe approached them.
"We just wanted to make sure everything was ok before we left for the weekend," Brady said.
Harold ecstatically pulled him into a hug. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Phillip felt a twang of jealousy as he felt a sense of deja vu coming on. First Chloe, now Harold? What was Brady a god or something? Harold saw the look on Phillip's face and went over to squeeze his shoulders.
"Oh Philly. Don't you be worried, you little nut job, you. I don't want Brady, I want you, cutie."
Phillip glanced over at a wide-eyed and yet thankful Brady and Chloe and then back at Harold again. "You're right, I'm sorry," he admitted guiltily.
"It just means you care." Danny (always the voice of reason) piped in and Harold nodded.
Brady and Chloe smiled at each other and then excused themselves. "We should be going, to... urr.. leave you guys alone," Brady said.
The three each said their good-byes as the couple started to walk away, when suddenly Brady turned around.
"Hey, Uncle Phil- I'm proud of ya." And with that they were gone.
Phillip smiled widely and Harold gasped in excitement. "Guys! We have to go to Walmart! I'm going to need some furniture! And they have this great sale on five piece dinnerware..."
Harold continued to ramble and Phillip watched as Danny listened adamantly. 'So this is it,' he thought to himself, 'this is what happiness feels like.' He didn't need anything but the love he felt and his two friends and for the first time, he was actually, truly, amazingly happy. That was, after all, what he had wanted all along.
Epilogue
Steel Magnolias (damn Lifetime TV for all those late night reruns Harold was compelled to watch) turned into a thriving business, and today is still run by a man named Harold, a young man named Phillip (who serves as a fine receptionist, surprisingly) and a security guard trashcan named Danny, with the added addition of a bulldog named Barney who chases those who don't buy anything for at least two blocks, maybe three. And like all good fairy tales, the story comes to an end, but alas, they live... happily ever after.
The End
Yup, that's the end.... *melancholy music plays* Boo hoo, sob, sob, yes, I know. Oh well... most likely there will not be a sequel, and if there is, it won't be soon. Thanks for reading, though, guys!
Chapter 19
Phillip surveyed the surrounding area approvingly. Next to him, Harold stood squirming with anticipation.
"Philly!" He whined, "can I take my blindfold off yet?"
Phillip giggled slightly. "Patience, patience, Harold, dear."
Harold smirked as his mind went wandering. Where could Phillip have taken him?
The past two weeks had been great. Danny was an excellent roommate, always very clean with not a mess in sight and Phillip was over to visit daily. How could this possibly get any better?
Danny gave Phillip a signal that everything was set and Phillip gently removed Harold's blindfold. The older man gasped in shock as his beautiful hazel eyes set sight upon a small shop, decked out in balloons and streamers.
"Oh my goodness," he whispered softly, "is this for me?"
"Aye, that it is," Danny chuckled in confirmation.
Harold squealed excitedly as he pulled his two friends into a giant hug.
"You little fruitcakes, thank you! I love you guys."
A chorus of "Awwwwws" rang out as a smiling Brady and Chloe approached them.
"We just wanted to make sure everything was ok before we left for the weekend," Brady said.
Harold ecstatically pulled him into a hug. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Phillip felt a twang of jealousy as he felt a sense of deja vu coming on. First Chloe, now Harold? What was Brady a god or something? Harold saw the look on Phillip's face and went over to squeeze his shoulders.
"Oh Philly. Don't you be worried, you little nut job, you. I don't want Brady, I want you, cutie."
Phillip glanced over at a wide-eyed and yet thankful Brady and Chloe and then back at Harold again. "You're right, I'm sorry," he admitted guiltily.
"It just means you care." Danny (always the voice of reason) piped in and Harold nodded.
Brady and Chloe smiled at each other and then excused themselves. "We should be going, to... urr.. leave you guys alone," Brady said.
The three each said their good-byes as the couple started to walk away, when suddenly Brady turned around.
"Hey, Uncle Phil- I'm proud of ya." And with that they were gone.
Phillip smiled widely and Harold gasped in excitement. "Guys! We have to go to Walmart! I'm going to need some furniture! And they have this great sale on five piece dinnerware..."
Harold continued to ramble and Phillip watched as Danny listened adamantly. 'So this is it,' he thought to himself, 'this is what happiness feels like.' He didn't need anything but the love he felt and his two friends and for the first time, he was actually, truly, amazingly happy. That was, after all, what he had wanted all along.
Epilogue
Steel Magnolias (damn Lifetime TV for all those late night reruns Harold was compelled to watch) turned into a thriving business, and today is still run by a man named Harold, a young man named Phillip (who serves as a fine receptionist, surprisingly) and a security guard trashcan named Danny, with the added addition of a bulldog named Barney who chases those who don't buy anything for at least two blocks, maybe three. And like all good fairy tales, the story comes to an end, but alas, they live... happily ever after.
The End
Yup, that's the end.... *melancholy music plays* Boo hoo, sob, sob, yes, I know. Oh well... most likely there will not be a sequel, and if there is, it won't be soon. Thanks for reading, though, guys!