Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with TaleSpin. It is owned compeletely by Disney.
B: Okay, this is just a short story about Kit and Molly's courtship. (Something new I tried, it is in Molly's POV) After reading some of the reviews that I got from Coming Home, I decided that it would be fun to just take a short look inside some of what happened in those three years between when Kit came home from war and when he and Molly became engaged. Read: REVIEWS ARE WONDERFUL. They are a good source of inspiration for us non-creative types. Anyway, hope you like my story.
The Dance
It was a Monday morning and as usual Molly and her two best friends Susie, and Lucy were hanging out by their lockers before class started. They were flipping through a magazine looking at all of the beautiful dresses inside.
"Oooh, I want that one!"
"No, that one is way prettier!"
"Which one do you like Molly?" Susie asked Molly, who was by now looking very disinterested in their conversation.
"None." She bluntly stated, staring off down the hall at a group of people walking by.
Both Susie and Lucy immediately looked up from their magazine, at each other, and then at Molly.
"None?!" Both yelled at once.
"How can you not like any of the dresses in this book?" Lucy asked.
"Why should I? It's not like I have anywhere to wear one to."
"To the dance silly. You know the one Saturday night? The biggest thing going on all this year."
"I'm not going to it."
Lucy almost dropped her book when she heard this.
"You're not going? You have to go! Everyone's going to be there. Why don't you want to go?"
"I don't have anyone to go with. And I am not going by myself. Besides, it's just some silly dance."
"Silly dance?!" Susie repeated, almost offended.
"Of course you do. What about Kit?" Lucy said.
"Kit? He wouldn't want to go to some stupid high school dance. He has more important things to do. And even if he didn't, I'm sure he wouldn't want to go."
"Stupid dance?!" Susie again repeated.
"Just ask him would you. And even if he doesn't want to go, there are tons of guys that are going to ask you anyhow. Just go with one of them."
Molly, not liking Lucy's comment about going with someone else, shut her locker door and walked off to class without saying anything else.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Ignore it. She'll turn around later in the week. Who misses their Homecoming Dance?" Susie said, before both girls started walking to class.
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Back at Higher for Hire:
Molly walked into Higher for Hire still thinking about her conversation earlier that day. She walked over to the table and sat down to do some of her never-ending homework. Outside she could hear that the Sea Duck had just landed. She was going to try hard not to make her thoughts too obvious when Baloo and Kit walked in.
Rebecca got up from her stack of paperwork on her desk and walked over to the open door and yelled out.
"Kit, would you come in here please."
Molly quickly looked down at her homework.
Kit walked in looking at little tired from the trip. 'They musta went to Louie's last night.' Molly thought, concentrating on not looking up too often.
"Kit, remember that you have runs on Thursday, and Friday --- and you can help Baloo tomorrow and Wednesday. I have some good news, you have the weekend off."
Kit smiled at this. They had been working weekends for almost a month straight now.
"Any ideas on what you're going to do this weekend?"
Molly's head involuntarily snapped up.
"Not really. But I'm sure that I'll find something."
Rebecca smiled at him as he walked back out to talk to Baloo.
Molly couldn't help but get excited about this, although she knew that it was probably for nothing.
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Later that evening at Rebecca's apartment:
Kit followed Rebecca into the living room after they had finished putting away the dishes. They both couldn't help but laugh when they walked in and saw Baloo sprawled on the couch asleep. With a start he awoke.
"Huh? Wha-What's goin' on?"
Kit and Rebecca started cracking up at this, as he sat up rubbing his eyes.
"Tired Papa Bear?"
"Uh, naw. I was just laying down for a sec."
"Yeah, why don't you try another one Baloo." Rebecca said with a smile.
"Ms. Cunningham, what's Molly doing?"
"I think she's in her room working on a biology paper. Why don't you go and help her? You were always good with that kind of stuff when you were in high school."
'Umm, yeah. If she likes to think so.' Kit thought.
Kit walked off to Molly's room as Rebecca sat down on the couch next to Baloo.
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Molly was sitting on her bed working on her paper when she heard a knock at the door.
"Come in."
Kit walked in and went over to sit with her on the bed.
"Hey you. I hear you have a biology paper due tomorrow. --- I'd help, but I think that might do more harm than good."
Molly couldn't help but giggle at his comment, but she still tried to keep serious.
"You know that's not true, Kit."
She was trying to decide whether or not to ask him. Finally, she sucked up her courage and decided to. If she didn't do it now, she might not have the guts to do it again.
"Umm, Kit, can I ask you something?"
"Anything Sweetheart." He said, switching position to face her.
Her heart skipped a beat every time he called her that. She knew it was just a nickname, but she still really liked it.
"Promise you won't laugh at me."
"I'd never laugh at you." Bending his head lower to look her in the eye.
"Oh yeah. What about yesterday when I tripped on the dock?"
"I asked if you were hurt first."
"Or the day before that when I dropped a whole file of customer orders?"
"I also helped you pick them up. --- Listen, I would never laugh at you for something that you were serious about. I would never intentionally hurt you. Trust me. Okay?"
"Okay." Kit's gaze always reassured her. When she looked into his eyes she felt that she could tell him anything, that he could see into her soul.
With only a little hesitation she finally asked the question.
"Umm, Kit?"
"Yes?"
"Would --- would you like to go to a dance with me Saturday night?"
A slow smile spread across his face.
'I knew it. He's going to laugh at me. He thinks it's funny. I should have known that he'd never wanna go to a stupid little ---.'
"Molly, I'd love to go with you."
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END OF PART I
B: I hope you liked this part of my story. Any thoughts, comments, or suggestions for the next part, please leave in the review section or e-mail me.