AN: Hey peeps, this is the last chapter......I would have loved to draw it out a little more, (and I probably would have done a little better job if I'd been able to) but I wanted to get it done before tomorrow...Christmas eve! Soooo- happy holidays everybody!!!!!!!!!!! :o) :o) :o) 3 ya! -Kat
The next day, I spent all day working at Jan's, unloading boxes, stocking shelves, working the resister. Doing it all, tirelessly. I guess that's what love does to you sometimes. I worked until eight thirty that night, when I went home. When I got there, there was a message from Connie on my machine.
"Hey Guy, it's me...Connie. I guess you didn't call or anything, I've been sitting here all day waiting for you...I didn't want to go with Charlie and Linda without you so....anyways, call me when you get home, okay? Please? Bye."
I felt terrible. I dialed her number quickly.
"How are you?" I asked, after Connie picked up after the third ring.
"My gosh, Guy, where have you been?"
"No where, why?"
"Me, and Charlie and half of the rest of the team has been looking all over the place for you today.
"Why?"
"Well, Charlie told me that you got mad at him last night for no reason? That's not like you at all, and I thought we were supposed to hang out today."
"Why?"
"Because we always hang out on Sundays!"
"I'm sorry...."
"And we played on the pond at noon, you missed it."
"Don't we usually go to the pond on Saturdays?"
"It was snowing yesterday, Guy, have you been living in a hole or something?"
"I- no, no...of course not."
Connie sighed.
"Hey, tomorrow after practice lets do something!" I exclaimed, trying, desperately to make up for making Connie worry about me.
"Really?" She asked. "Do you promise?"
"Cross my heart! Dinner, just you and me."
"All right. See you tomorrow."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
With that we hung up, I sighed. I had to call Jan and tell him that I was going to be late tomorrow. He told me that it was fine as long as I got there. He told me that he really liked having me there to help. That made me feel good, like I was making some sort of contribution, giving something back.....as well as making Connie's Christmas the best one ever. How much better could it get?
The next day after practice, Connie and I spent the evening together, as I had promised. It was great, like things were back to normal with us, just for those two short hours that we spent together in the corner booth of Mickey's Dining Car.
"This has been the best, Guy. I can't believe that it's nearly eight o'clock! Time seems to just...stand still when were together."
"Yeah, I know exactly what you....wait- what time did you say it was?"
"Five till."
"Five till seven, I hope!"
Connie shook her head. "Five till eight."
"I gotta go!" I exclaimed, picking up my jacket.
"Where are you going?" She yelled after me.
I was halfway out of the door all ready, so I opted not to answer here. I didn't want Connie knowing that I had a job, or more specifically, why I had a job.
"Hey, Jan." I yelled, walking into the shop.
"Guy, I need you to get to work!" He told me, handing me a pair of goggles.
"Great..." I moaned. There was a huge stack of skates next to the sharpener.
"You can leave when your done."
"Thanks Jan...." I trailed off.
I got done at ten till ten. Which ment that I had ten minuets to get back to the dorms before curfew. I regretted staying home all weekend now, I had planned to stop at my house first to get clean clothes for the rest of the week, but now I'd either have to wear something dirty, or borrow something from someone. When I got back to the dorms, at 9:59, Averman, of all people met me at the gate.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Waiting for you, what do you think?'
"Why?"
"Because you weren't here, and Connie came in a while ago freaking out because you ran out and left her at Mickey's? I volunteered myself to come down here and wait for you. So....?"
"Yeah, it's a long story."
"You've been acting strange today."
"Sorry." I shrugged.
Averman frowned.
"Whatever, I'm not going to pry, you might not get off so easy with the others though...."
Averman was right, talk about curiosity.... I felt bad, I mean, I knew that I had been acting strangely for the past few days, and my strange ways continued for the next two weeks. Sneaking away, and not taking became an everyday part of life for those two weeks. Connie and I bearly had time to see each other, let alone talk to each other. I could tell that she, along with the rest of the ducks were growing frustrated with my new habits, but they didn't understand, they couldn't. I still didn't want to tell any of them, at the risk of Connie finding out.
I remember going to pay for the neakless on the day before Christmas eve. Tomorrow afternoon all of the Minnesota ducks were getting together to celebrate. We had drawn names, as usual for our gift exchange, and as usual, Connie and I had cheated, and drawn each other's names for the fifth year in a row.
That night was going to be be perfect, it was ironic that I was the last one at the Adam's house (where we were having our get together). But what could I do? I had been wrapping Connie's present, and planning what to say when I gave it to her.
"Hey Guy, better late than never right?" Charlie asked, as I entered the Banks' kitchen.
I smiled, taking a seat on a bar stool.
"So, ready to do the present thing?" He asked.
"Yeah, lets go."
Somehow, Connie and I ended up being last. She handed me my gift.
"It's nothing special, but I really hope you like it." She smiled, handing me a medium sized box. I opened it to find a framed picture of Connie and I, it was from our first year as the ducks, we were on the ice, after the Championship game, our arms were around each other, and there were big smiles on our faces. Come to think about it, we probably had just shared our first kiss a few minuets before the picture was taken. I picked the card up out of the box. "Dear Guy, I've loved you forever, in my heart, you'll always be the same cute little guy that you were in this picture, with the same pure heart, and cheerful spirit. No matter what happens I love you...I will always love you."
I looked Connie in the eyes. Now it was my turn to give her my gift. I stood up and walked over to her. The other ducks, who were watching us intently from their seats in the kitchen.
"Um, I know I haven't been around much for the past two weeks, but, I think this will explain why. I wanted to give you, not only the perfect gift, but the perfect Christmas....the perfect everything. I love you to, Connie, more than anything." I told her, handing her the package, the little black box that I had wrapped in silvery blue snowflake wrapping paper.
She gasped when she saw it, her eyes looked up at me, and then filled up with tears. "I can't believe you did this!" She exclaimed, her voice quivering. "It's just like my mom's....it must have cost you-"
I cut her off. "Shhh, your worth it."
I kissed her softly on the cheek.
"Merry Christmas, Connie....Merry Christmas."
~*~the end~*~
The next day, I spent all day working at Jan's, unloading boxes, stocking shelves, working the resister. Doing it all, tirelessly. I guess that's what love does to you sometimes. I worked until eight thirty that night, when I went home. When I got there, there was a message from Connie on my machine.
"Hey Guy, it's me...Connie. I guess you didn't call or anything, I've been sitting here all day waiting for you...I didn't want to go with Charlie and Linda without you so....anyways, call me when you get home, okay? Please? Bye."
I felt terrible. I dialed her number quickly.
"How are you?" I asked, after Connie picked up after the third ring.
"My gosh, Guy, where have you been?"
"No where, why?"
"Me, and Charlie and half of the rest of the team has been looking all over the place for you today.
"Why?"
"Well, Charlie told me that you got mad at him last night for no reason? That's not like you at all, and I thought we were supposed to hang out today."
"Why?"
"Because we always hang out on Sundays!"
"I'm sorry...."
"And we played on the pond at noon, you missed it."
"Don't we usually go to the pond on Saturdays?"
"It was snowing yesterday, Guy, have you been living in a hole or something?"
"I- no, no...of course not."
Connie sighed.
"Hey, tomorrow after practice lets do something!" I exclaimed, trying, desperately to make up for making Connie worry about me.
"Really?" She asked. "Do you promise?"
"Cross my heart! Dinner, just you and me."
"All right. See you tomorrow."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
With that we hung up, I sighed. I had to call Jan and tell him that I was going to be late tomorrow. He told me that it was fine as long as I got there. He told me that he really liked having me there to help. That made me feel good, like I was making some sort of contribution, giving something back.....as well as making Connie's Christmas the best one ever. How much better could it get?
The next day after practice, Connie and I spent the evening together, as I had promised. It was great, like things were back to normal with us, just for those two short hours that we spent together in the corner booth of Mickey's Dining Car.
"This has been the best, Guy. I can't believe that it's nearly eight o'clock! Time seems to just...stand still when were together."
"Yeah, I know exactly what you....wait- what time did you say it was?"
"Five till."
"Five till seven, I hope!"
Connie shook her head. "Five till eight."
"I gotta go!" I exclaimed, picking up my jacket.
"Where are you going?" She yelled after me.
I was halfway out of the door all ready, so I opted not to answer here. I didn't want Connie knowing that I had a job, or more specifically, why I had a job.
"Hey, Jan." I yelled, walking into the shop.
"Guy, I need you to get to work!" He told me, handing me a pair of goggles.
"Great..." I moaned. There was a huge stack of skates next to the sharpener.
"You can leave when your done."
"Thanks Jan...." I trailed off.
I got done at ten till ten. Which ment that I had ten minuets to get back to the dorms before curfew. I regretted staying home all weekend now, I had planned to stop at my house first to get clean clothes for the rest of the week, but now I'd either have to wear something dirty, or borrow something from someone. When I got back to the dorms, at 9:59, Averman, of all people met me at the gate.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Waiting for you, what do you think?'
"Why?"
"Because you weren't here, and Connie came in a while ago freaking out because you ran out and left her at Mickey's? I volunteered myself to come down here and wait for you. So....?"
"Yeah, it's a long story."
"You've been acting strange today."
"Sorry." I shrugged.
Averman frowned.
"Whatever, I'm not going to pry, you might not get off so easy with the others though...."
Averman was right, talk about curiosity.... I felt bad, I mean, I knew that I had been acting strangely for the past few days, and my strange ways continued for the next two weeks. Sneaking away, and not taking became an everyday part of life for those two weeks. Connie and I bearly had time to see each other, let alone talk to each other. I could tell that she, along with the rest of the ducks were growing frustrated with my new habits, but they didn't understand, they couldn't. I still didn't want to tell any of them, at the risk of Connie finding out.
I remember going to pay for the neakless on the day before Christmas eve. Tomorrow afternoon all of the Minnesota ducks were getting together to celebrate. We had drawn names, as usual for our gift exchange, and as usual, Connie and I had cheated, and drawn each other's names for the fifth year in a row.
That night was going to be be perfect, it was ironic that I was the last one at the Adam's house (where we were having our get together). But what could I do? I had been wrapping Connie's present, and planning what to say when I gave it to her.
"Hey Guy, better late than never right?" Charlie asked, as I entered the Banks' kitchen.
I smiled, taking a seat on a bar stool.
"So, ready to do the present thing?" He asked.
"Yeah, lets go."
Somehow, Connie and I ended up being last. She handed me my gift.
"It's nothing special, but I really hope you like it." She smiled, handing me a medium sized box. I opened it to find a framed picture of Connie and I, it was from our first year as the ducks, we were on the ice, after the Championship game, our arms were around each other, and there were big smiles on our faces. Come to think about it, we probably had just shared our first kiss a few minuets before the picture was taken. I picked the card up out of the box. "Dear Guy, I've loved you forever, in my heart, you'll always be the same cute little guy that you were in this picture, with the same pure heart, and cheerful spirit. No matter what happens I love you...I will always love you."
I looked Connie in the eyes. Now it was my turn to give her my gift. I stood up and walked over to her. The other ducks, who were watching us intently from their seats in the kitchen.
"Um, I know I haven't been around much for the past two weeks, but, I think this will explain why. I wanted to give you, not only the perfect gift, but the perfect Christmas....the perfect everything. I love you to, Connie, more than anything." I told her, handing her the package, the little black box that I had wrapped in silvery blue snowflake wrapping paper.
She gasped when she saw it, her eyes looked up at me, and then filled up with tears. "I can't believe you did this!" She exclaimed, her voice quivering. "It's just like my mom's....it must have cost you-"
I cut her off. "Shhh, your worth it."
I kissed her softly on the cheek.
"Merry Christmas, Connie....Merry Christmas."
~*~the end~*~