A/N: Hello. :) It's been a long time coming. But after watching the episode, I decided to finally fix what went wrong in the first place: the ending. The title of it was in complete contrast to what the situation actually showed. And even worse, Mac got the wrong end of the stick for it all! *inhales and exhales* Anyway, I thought about what these two can do together when they get there. And thus begins another adventure of love for Gabe and Frankie. Plus, there's even a couple of guest stars I'm sure you'll love. I know I certainly have. :)
Gabe and Frankie's Adventures of Love Chapter 3: Gabe & Frankie Go to Europe
It all started back at the airport. Everybody was scrambling to get to the airplane leaving for its flight to Europe. There were many setbacks prior to the whole trip. For one thing, Mac and Gabe had to make sure everyone got what they wanted to bring to the trip. For another, Frankie and Gabe had to find a sitter to keep an eye on Madame Foster. But none of them compared to one thing: the bus was sabotaged with seemingly no explanation!
But despite the whole ordeal, Mac's mother pitched in and helped everyone get a ride to Europe's flight. But time was dwindling fast. It seemed like the trip would be lost forever when…!
"STOP!" Gabe shouted. It was almost too late, but he managed to get the attendant's attention. They were almost all out of breath when Mac spoke up.
"Is this the flight to Europe?"
"Yes it is. You just made it."
Mac jumped in excitable triumph, knowing they made it just in time.
"We made it! We made it!"
Gabe rubbed Mac's head with a big grin on his face.
"We sure did, Mac."
The attendant held out his hand in front of Mac.
"Tickets?"
"I've got 'em!"
Mac dug into his backpack to look for the tickets. But upon inspection, Mac's eyes went wide. The others noticed the look on his face and became worried about what it all meant. They may not make it to Europe after all! Coco had a peeved look on her face, as did Mr. Herriman, naturally. Bloo had a look that would've said "Are you kidding me?!" while Frankie, Wilt, and Eduardo showed concern. Gabe, on the other hand, had a different look. It was more of a pleasant realization than the one Mac had.
"Oh, sorry, sir. It's on me."
Gabe dug into his pocket to get out the very tickets Mac was looking for! Everyone's eyes widened in relief and surprise as Gabe handed them over.
"There we go. Just got to process these, and we can get you onboard."
Everyone all did a collective sigh, assured that their trip won't be canceled. Mac, Wilt, and Eduardo gave their gratitude to him.
"Thanks, Gabe. You're a life-saver."
"Who knows what might've happened if we lost them?"
"Si. It was muy close."
Coco couldn't agree more as she clucked. Frankie and Herriman approached Gabe with smiles on their faces, even Herriman's. The rabbit usually rarely smiled, but after Gabe busted Fergus, he's become more open to do so.
"Coco's right, Gabe. You really saved our butts back there."
"Indeed. But if I may ask, Master Gabriel, when did you manage to find those tickets in all that kerfuffle?"
Gabe had an easy answer for that.
"Well, you know how Madame Foster can't be trusted to be left by herself?"
30 Minutes Earlier
Everyone was all in a rush to leave as Mac's mother got to her car with Bloo and Frankie going along with her. Everyone else went to the Airport Taxi for a ride. The bus wasn't a viable option because it was sabotaged.
Rather than play the blame game, Gabe went ahead to call for a ride. And of course, there's the matter of Madame Foster. She obviously couldn't be trusted to be left by herself. And the sitter Frankie asked for was otherwise engaged (as in Madame Foster cut the phone line). That's when Gabe had the brilliant idea… to create an Imaginary Frankie.
This imaginary Frankie resembled so much of the original, clothes, hairstyle, and all, but unlike the original, she's less likely to suffer under severe stress. For that reason, she had an overly sweet personality. Of course, she still needed to keep an eye on Madame Foster. As long as she can do that, they have nothing to worry about. With almost everyone all ready to go, Mac was excitedly saying his goodbyes to Madame Foster just as Gabe and the Imaginary Frankie walked out.
"See you later, Madame Foster! I'm gonna go to Europe!"
Mac was about to take off while Gabe talked with the imaginary Frankie.
"Now, you're sure you remember what to do?"
"Don't worry, Gabe. You can count on me!"
She put on a big grin on her face with wide eyes. Gabe couldn't deny how cute it was. In fact, his heart was skipping a beat at the sight of her. Just then, he heard Madame Foster shout.
"Wait!"
Madame Foster pulled Mac closer as she spoke slowly.
"Have a good time, dear."
Mac stepped back with a smile as he replied.
"I will."
"Ohh, I'm gonna miss you…"
Madame Foster pulled Mac close for another hug, puzzling the young boy. Gabe and the Imaginary Frankie noticed it, too. They were just as puzzled as he was.
"Uh… me, too?"
Mac tried to pull away, only for Madame Foster to pull him closer to her. Imaginary Frankie saw this and wanted to join in.
"I want to give you guys a hug, too!"
With that, the Imaginary Frankie gave Madame Foster and Mac her own hug, holding them together, much to Mac and Madame Foster's surprise. Mac was beginning to feel quite anxious as he didn't notice Madame Foster digging into his backpack. But Imaginary Frankie noticed. She gave them a tighter hug with her arms, causing Madame Foster to stop her digging.
In the process, she didn't realize that she'd dropped the tickets on the floor. Gabe saw them behind Mac and he went to pick them up, but not before the two of them winked at each other. With that, Imaginary Frankie finished her hug, and Madame Foster finished hers (begrudgingly).
"Okay. Hope you guys have fun."
Imaginary Frankie gave Mac and Gabe a big smile as her creator waved to her.
"Thanks. Make sure she stays out of trouble, okay?"
"Don't worry, Gabe. I will."
35 ½ Minutes Later
"And that's basically what happened."
By the time Gabe finished his explanation, they were already inside the plane. Frankie was sitting right next to Gabe with an impressed look on her face. And Mr. Herriman, who was sitting just in front of him, was just as much in awe of his foresight.
"Wow, Gabe. That's actually pretty smart of you."
"Indeed. If this Imaginary Frankie can see through Madame Foster's ruse, then I'm certain she can keep her safe while we're away. And more importantly, keep everyone else safe, for that matter."
Everyone in the plane nodded in agreement. They all knew how dangerous Madame Foster was. And she's had quite a crazy streak of adventures to fill in her own lifetime.
"Well, I'm just glad we can all go to Europe without having to worry about a thing. And who knows? Maybe we'll have some fun while we're there."
Mr. Herriman piped up in front of the two of them, getting their attention. He may have a knack for making things dull. But in Europe's case, he might as well be a party planner.
"I'm afraid that will depend on the schedule, Ms. Frances. First up, we'll need to settle in at the Fredonia Inn in Dunkirk. Then, we'll travel across the city to help poor Eurotrish reunite with her family. And…"
As Herriman looked in the schedule, he realized that there wasn't much else he planned.
"Oh, my. It looks like we're off for a few days until the plane home picks us up. I suppose we might have fun after all."
At that moment, Mac realized where in Europe they were going.
"Wait a minute. Fredonia Inn? Dunkirk? You mean we're going to—?"
10 Hours Later
Bloo was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower with a black beanie hat and a cup of decaffeinated coffee. He was also speaking in a horrible french accent. Unfortunately, it was the best he could manage.
"Ah, Parreee. It is always like I imagine it, no?"
Frankly, Gabe had quite enough of that for a lifetime. He's certain that if he heard any more of that racket, his descendants would go deaf.
"Yeah, Bloo. We get that. But will you please stop that accent? We haven't even gotten to the inn yet."
As it turned out, Bloo was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower poster. They were now in the airport at Paris, France. And it was miles away from the real thing. Fortunately, they'd be able to see it in Mr. Herriman's lengthy schedule. Bloo was forced to drop the accent as he set the cup down on the table.
"Sorry. I was just trying to practice."
Gabe couldn't argue with him. For one, it was pretty much pointless. That's how any argument with him usually is. And for another, it's better he fix it now rather than later. Knowing him, he was bound to get into trouble whether he wanted to or not.
"Well… maybe practice later. When everyone isn't going through plane vertigo."
It wasn't a typical vertigo on the legs. It was one that assaulted the ear drums. Gabe's ears were trying to recover from the plane ride. At one point during his flight, his ears drums popped at a high altitude. If he'd gone any higher, they might have exploded. And he wasn't the only one who felt that way. This was especially the case for Mr. Herriman, who had it the worst.
"This is extraordinarily painful."
Frankie softly pet Mr. Herriman on the back of the head to help him through it.
"And to think there's ten more hours of this on the way back..."
Seeing how rough everyone had their first plane ride experience, Gabe put the focus back on the fact that they're where they needed to be.
"Well, it's a good thing it's not for a few days. Because… we're in Europe!"
Gabe's voice echoed for dramatic effect before he came to the bridge that needed crossing: a way to get to the Inn.
"Now, who's gonna take us to Fredonia Inn?"
As Gabe looked around at the airport, he noticed another attendant just down the hallway. He was wearing a purple outfit with a thick mustache. Odds are, he likely spoke French. But to be safe, he needed to be sure he could understand English. And in the event that he didn't, Gabe needed to be sure that he can speak their language.
"There he is. Let's hope I don't screw this up..."
Gabe gulped his throat and walked towards the attendant. He slicked his hair back and took a deep breath.
"Okay, uh… E-Excusez-moi? Parlez-vous anglais?"
The attendant read into Gabe's words. He knew he was asking if he could speak English.
"Yes, I do. Do you need something?"
Gabe sighed in relief to himself. The stressful part was out of the way for now.
"Oh! Thank God… Uh, yes, actually. Me and my friends are trying to get to Fredonia Inn. Is it okay if we can get a ride there?"
The attendant gave him a smile and did his best Mario impression as he answered.
"Leave it-a to me."
Gabe was a bit stunted by the accent he put on. Still, he didn't see it as much of an issue.
"That was Italian, but okay."
A little later afterwards, Gabe, Frankie, Herriman, and the others got a ride across town to Fredonia Inn. With that, Gabe, Frankie, the attendant, and even Herriman got the luggage that everyone brought. He had to thank Mac for helping them simplify between what they wanted to bring and what they needed. If he didn't, he might as well be carrying rocks. Needless to say, the haul was much quicker to load off than he thought. Then came the checkout. Gabe and Frankie were at the front with the clerk. Obviously, Gabe had his book ready for the occasion.
"Excusez-moi, monsieur. Nous avons réservé le Fredonia Inn deux semaines à l'avance. Y a-t-il une chance que vous ayez les chambres pour nous?"
As Gabe checked with the clerk about their rooms, Frankie couldn't help but swoon over how beautifully he'd spoken their language. Then, as luck would have it, the clerk gave them the answer they needed to hear, albeit in French.
"Ah, oui. Il semble que nous ayons cinq chambres disponibles."
Gabe smiled big as he replied.
"Vraiment? Merci beaucoup, monsieur!"
"De rien."
Frankie couldn't quite understand the language, but she could tell from Gabe's face that it was good news.
"So does that mean we have the rooms?"
Gabe nodded to Frankie, which made her excited, especially since he's the one who set up the order. For the first room, Mac and Bloo will occupy it while Mr. Herriman has the second to himself. He preferred it that way. For the third room, Eduardo, Wilt, and Coco would use it while Mac's mother would use the fourth. Of course, she'll keep an especially close eye on Mac and Bloo. The fourth room happened to be just across the first one.
And for the last, Gabe and Frankie will have the fifth all to themselves. Just the thought of it was making them very excited. They could barely contain themselves. Gabe opened the door to the room to find that it was like a plain bedroom. It had a nice big bed with a large flower-decorated blanket over it, along with a table and two chairs on the right of it. And next to that was a big dresser that held a microwave, a refrigerator, and even a small T.V. Gabe and Frankie looked at each other as the latter of the caregivers blushed with a big smile.
"Well, looks like it's just you and me, Gabe…"
"Yup. Just the two of us."
Gabe and Frankie walked over to the bed and laid themselves down, setting their luggage on the side of the bed. Frankie moaned blissfully from the comfort.
"Oh, man…! This is the comfiest thing I've ever slept on. Good choice, Gabe."
Gabe smiled at his girlfriend, holding gently onto her hand.
"Thanks, Frankie. But I wouldn't get comfortable so soon. We still gotta get Eurotrish to her family, remember?"
Frankie never lost her smile as she sat up.
"I know. There's plenty of time for the two of us afterwards, though. And I've got quite a few things to show you."
Frankie was giving Gabe a lustful look, making him blush a bit before he returned the gesture.
"I can't wait to see them, Frankie."
Gabe and Frankie held each other close as they smiled, already making a move with each other. They roamed their hands all over their bodies and began to link their lips and tongues together as they moaned blissfully. Then, after a few seconds, they parted their lips and smiled at each other.
"Neither can I, babe."
Frankie giggled as she stood back up and walked over to the door with Gabe following her. He took a liking to the pet name she gave him. It was the closest to Gabe she could find. If only he could find one to describe her for… well, all of her. But he'll just have to cross that bridge when he comes to it. For now, Eurotrish comes first.
Gabe and Frankie knocked on Herriman's door. And at that very instant they finished, Herriman opened the door with Eurotrish by his side. She had a chipmunk face, two blonde braids and dark skin, along with yellow clogs, a plaid beret, and a dress with the UK flag on it.
"Oh, there you two are. I must say you're more prompt than usual, Ms. Frances."
Frankie couldn't help but smile at Herriman's compliment. It was nice to know that even he was capable of it.
"Anyhoo, I believe Eurotrish is ready for her trip back home."
To add to the emphasis, Eurotrish smiled brightly before she spoke in a thick Italian accent.
"I'm a-going home!"
An hour later, Gabe and Frankie were driving Eurotrish around Dunkirk. Or rather, the taxi driver was. The town was relatively close to Fredonia Inn by about 13 minutes. And luckily, they also had a café nearby. The taxi stopped just on the street near the house as they got out of the car. As the taxi drove off, Frankie and Gabe looked at Eurotrish with pleasant surprise.
"I can't believe you actually memorized the address, Eurotrish."
"You've really thought about going home for a while, haven't you?"
"Of course-a. And thanks to you, I can go home again."
Gabe and Frankie smiled at her, feeling happy for the imaginary friend.
"We're just glad we could help."
"After what you've been through, Eurotrish, you deserve it."
Eurotrish grinned excitedly before she walked up to her home with a big smile on her face. As she did, Gabe became curious. He didn't quite know much about Eurotrish to begin with.
"By the way, what exactly did she go through?"
Frankie held her hands together as she thought back solemnly to that day.
"It's… a long story. Not to mention a sad one. I was just doing the usual work back then. Mr. Herriman was having me take out the trash. And that's when I saw her. The poor girl was starving. Apparently, she lost her way from Europe. What else could I do except… well, try to help her?"
Gabe's face sank down. He wasn't expecting a story that heavy. Then again, having gone as far away from Europe as she did, he probably should've seen it coming.
"Wow. That bad, huh?"
"Yeah. But at least now, Eurotrish is back home."
At that very moment, Eurotrish walked up to the front porch of a house as she sang sweetly.
Oh, here I am. I am home at last. Oh, familia, let me in.
Take me into your warm embrace
Unfortunately, what Eurotrish got in return was anything but a warm embrace. The window suddenly slammed open. A little girl with a white and red dress and a red sash on her hair shouted at her, apparently none too pleased.
"Stop with the singing! Stop with the singing! Why do you think we sent you away in the first place?!"
Then, just as quickly, the girl slammed the window shut. Gabe, Frankie, and Eurotrish stood in surprise for a few seconds before Gabe broke the silence.
"Huh. Tough crowd."
A short second later, Eurotrish held her head down with sadness.
"I'm-a going to America…"
Gabe and Frankie couldn't help but feel bad for the poor girl. They didn't come all this way just for that. Granted, it wasn't their express purpose for being in Europe, but obviously, Gabe wasn't going to sit this one out.
"Uh, excuse me for a moment."
Gabe went up to the door as Frankie knelt down and comforted Eurotrish.
"It's going to be okay, Eurotrish. Gabe's gonna handle this."
However, Gabe's method of handling it wasn't exactly… professional.
"HEY! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU, STUPIDO?!"
The surprised Frankie quickly went over to Gabe to stop him from escalating the situation.
"Gabe! Stop!"
"She came all this way to find you, and THIS is how you decide—?!"
Before Gabe could finish, the door opened swiftly, showing a gigantic, beefy Italian man with Raven hair, a mustache, a white and red shirt and dark blue overalls. He had muscles that could crack an egg if he wanted them to. Gabe's voice began to trail off as the man raised his bushy eyebrows.
"…to… treat her…?"
The man looked down at Frankie and Gabe before noticing Eurotrish behind her. The man looked back down to Gabe and Frankie before his deep, gravelly voice broke the silence.
"Never. Talk to me. Again."
The man then closed the door rashly, blowing Gabe and Frankie away as they landed on their rumps. After the paralysis of the owner wore off, Gabe put his bitter expression back on. He wasn't likely to be in a good mood with that family anytime soon. And for that matter, he had a feeling someone else wouldn't like it, either.
A half-hour later, back at the Inn, Gabe and Frankie broke the bad news to Mr. Herriman. It was quite surprising for him to know that Eurotrish's own creator would reject her.
"Preposterous! Of all the insensitive, the inhumane—! D'oh! Why I never…!"
Eurotrish, Frankie, and Gabe watched as Mr. Herriman paced all over the place, if his hops could be counted as pacing.
"Uh, Mr. Herriman, you're pacing again."
Herriman quickly snapped at Gabe.
"What else am I supposed to do exactly, Master Gabriel?!"
Herriman paused shortly thereafter, realizing he'd lost his temper in front of Eurotrish. He quickly cleared his throat before he regained his composure.
"Sorry about that. Well, if they don't want Ms. Eurotrish back, then I'm afraid there's nothing we can do. She'll have to stay with us for the time being."
This was far from what she wanted at all. Eurotrish came here to be with her family, only to get rejected. All she wanted to do was cry. And she appeared to be on the verge of doing it. But Frankie saw that and decided to cheer her up.
"I'm really sorry things didn't work out, Eurotrish. But, you know what? I bet your real family has been with you all along."
Eurotrish looked up to Frankie in puzzlement.
"Really?"
"Of course. Who always helped you out when you needed it the most?"
Eurotrish thought it over for a short moment before she answered.
"You did?"
"Yeah. And who worked as hard as they did to help you get home?"
Eurotrish began to smile again as she answered the second time around.
"You did."
"Exactly. Now why do you think we did all that? It's because we love you."
Eurotrish felt incredibly touched by Frankie's words. She'd never felt such love from them, not even from her own creator's family. And admittedly, with how things panned out, it was a given.
"Really? You love me?"
Gabe pitched in as he knelt down beside her.
"Of course we do. You're as much a part of Foster's as anyone."
Eurotrish began to have tears in her eyes and quivered her lips before she hugged the two of them.
"Oh, thank-a you so much…!"
Gabe and Frankie blushed as they were brought closer together, but they returned the hug she gave them. But even as they comforted her, Gabe still couldn't hide his worried look.
An hour later, Gabe and Frankie were sitting at a table in a Café. Herriman and Mac's mother had decided to let the others eat at the inn while Gabe and Frankie went on their date to take their minds off what happened. Their getting the door slammed in their faces would do that. They were trying to work out what to do now that Eurotrish's creator rejected her. Speaking of Eurotrish, the poor imaginary friend found comfort with Mac's mother back at Fredonia Inn to have a place to sleep. Meanwhile, Gabe tried to work out why she'd reject her in the first place.
"I-I don't get it. What did she do wrong? I mean, she came all this way to find her creator. And now, look at her."
As Gabe pointed at the window of the house far away, Eurotrish's creator had a look of displeasure.
"Look. She can't even smile. You know? S-She just looks at her, and she-she-she's just— blegh!"
Gabe made a face with his tongue sticking out before he went on.
"She's the one who created her. Y-You know that was her own fault, right?"
Frankie was a bit stunned by how personally Gabe was taking it.
"Well, yeah. But it's not like we can just change her mind. Unfortunately, Foster's home for Imaginary Friends isn't any different from other Foster homes. Well, apart from the obvious."
Gabe looked at Frankie with confused eyes, perplexed by her words' meaning.
"What do you mean?"
"As far as I know, people end up in Foster homes for two reasons. One is that their family is in big trouble, and the other is that they are the trouble. Foster's home for imaginary friends isn't any different from that. That's why we have the motto: 'Any friend who enters this door, we will house and nurture forever more'."
Gabe was quite familiar with the motto, but he never realized how dead-serious it was in this context. Even so, he just couldn't turn a blind eye to what Eurotrish went through.
"I know. But the poor girl came all this way to Europe just to look for her family. What are we supposed to do now?"
"Short of waiting for another family who would want to have her, I don't think there's anything we can do about it."
Gabe was about to argue, but she did have a point. She's in much better hands with them than her own so-called "family" at the moment. There was just simply no alternative.
"Alright. I guess we did give it a fair try. I just wish there's something we can do to help Eurotrish get over this."
"The least we can do is be there for her, Gabe. That's what family does."
Gabe took a deep sigh as he looked out to the sunset. The sight was beautiful. He still couldn't let it go, but deep down, he knew Frankie was right. He ended up grinning softly at the idea, even.
"Right."
As Gabe stared out to the sunset, Frankie saw the glint in her boyfriend's eyes. She couldn't help but blush and smile at the sight with a small swoon escaping her lips. Gabe took notice of it when he turned back to her. He could already tell what she was thinking about.
"You're getting really excited about tonight, aren't you, Frankie?"
Frankie nodded with a big, lustful smile.
"Yeah, I was kinda obvious, so I stopped hiding it."
Gabe made a light-hearted chuckle. He said the same thing back at Foster's before.
"Just like your babe, huh, sweet cookie?"
Frankie became bashful at the mention. She was certain he was making a quip based on her cookie cravings.
"S-Sweet cookie…?"
Gabe could tell she must be getting embarrassed. He wanted to avoid that, so the young man tried to explain it to her. But in doing so, he was starting to get embarrassed himself.
"It's your pet name. You were giving me one, and I thought 'why not give her one, too?' But, if you don't like it, then…"
Contrary to what he thought, Frankie welcomed it as she hugged him.
"I love it! Thanks, Gabe…"
Gabe hugged Frankie back as he began to stroke her red hair back.
"Anytime, sweet cookie. Anytime."
Frankie hummed to herself as she nestled against him. Then, after a while, she realized that she was hovering over the table and sat back down, blushing madly. Just then, the waiter arrived and spoke up.
"Now, here you are. The best spaghetti in town."
As the waiter brought out the spaghetti and set them on the table in between them, Frankie could practically smell the sauce on top of it.
"Wow. It smells so nice."
Gabe couldn't agree more. He picked up the fork on his left and used it to gather up the spaghetti. He was about to put it in his mouth, but he paused for a moment. Gabe had just realized that he needed manners.
"Oh, Frankie, would you like the first bite?"
Frankie nodded with a smile.
"Sure. It's nice that you were considerate."
And so, Frankie did the same thing Gabe did with her own fork. But much to their surprise, they found out that a few noodles of their spaghetti were tethered to each other's forks! Frankie and Gabe blushed for a moment before Frankie broke the otherwise awkward silence.
"Do you… want to do it?"
Gabe smiled back at her and nodded with an answer.
"No skin off my bones."
Frankie and Gabe both took a bite on their forks and slurped at the spaghetti. The noodles ended up bringing their faces closer and closer to each other before they paused. They were mindful of the spaghetti on the table and wanted to avoid staining their shirts with sauce. They stood up and moved away from the table to bring themselves closer. With their lips close to each other, Gabe and Frankie didn't hesitate to connect them as they closed their eyes. They wrapped their tongues around each other with passion building up as the noodles were moved around.
This reminded the two of them that there was still food in their mouths. They still held each other by the shoulders as they chewed and swallowed their food. Afterwards, they smiled warmly at each other.
"Okay. I'm not gonna lie, Gabe. That feels pretty romantic."
"I try."
Just then, they heard the accordion playing beside them. It was another of the staff with the waiter beside him. At first, the couple was perplexed, but when they started singing, Gabe and Frankie got the gist. They wanted the two of them to dance.
Oh, this is the night. It's a beautiful night.
And we call it Bella Notte.
Gabe and Frankie both grinned at each other.
"So, shall we dance, my sweet cookie?"
"Yeah. Let's."
Gabe and Frankie began to enter their dance positions, with Gabe holding onto her hand as he placed his arm along her hip while Frankie had her hand on his shoulder.
Look at the skies. They have stars in their eyes
On this lovely Bella Notte
As the couple danced, they were so enthralled and entranced by the music, they lost track of everything except each other. Everything was becoming magical for them.
Side by side with your loved one
You'll find enchantment here
"Gabe, is it just me, or does this feel… magical?"
The night will weave its magic spell
When the one you love is near
"Yeah. For some reason, I don't want to look away…"
Eventually, however, Frankie smiled deeply at Gabe and let herself enjoy the moment.
"Well, I'm just glad I got to do this with you."
Gabe would concur with her. He couldn't picture doing it with anyone else, for the life of him.
"That makes two of us."
The two leaned closer for a beautiful kiss as the song finished its last verse.
So, this is the night, and the heavens are right
On this lovely Bella Notte…
That same night, Gabe and Frankie came back to the inn. When they got there, everybody else was asleep. At least, it sounded that way. There wasn't a single peep out of anyone. Gabe could make a guess about it.
"Hmm. I wonder if everyone's asleep already."
As Frankie opened the door to their bedroom, she made a big smile on her face. She just simply couldn't wait to do what she had in mind for him. That said, she kept the others in mind.
"Well, judging from how no door has burst open yet, I'd say they're finally getting some rest before Herriman's schedule for tomorrow."
Gabe and Frankie walked into the bedroom as he began to get a hunch from Frankie's increasingly lustful smile.
"We're not gonna be resting, though, are we?"
To confirm this hunch, Frankie quickly absconded with her jacket, leaving her in her shirt and skirt as she giggled.
"Not if we wanna have fun."
Gabe wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close as he smiled at her.
"I can agree with that."
Gabe and Frankie connected their lips together as their tongues each went inside the other's mouth, swirling around every inch of them. The taste intensified their arousal as Frankie's arms roamed themselves to Gabe's jacket, gently removing them as she felt his warm skin. Likewise, the warmth of Frankie's fingers flipped a switch in him. Gabe moaned softly into her mouth as he removed her jacket slowly, all the while with him pressing his body closer against hers. When Frankie pressed her supple chest orbs against his flat-toned abs, the redhead moaned deeper into him.
The lovers held their arms around each other, drawing themselves as close as they could. Frankie's heart practically skipped a beat as she rubbed her boobs all over him; it felt like she pinned them against a glass wall! As for Gabe himself, he could feel her thighs rubbing against his lower pelvis. Even their clothes couldn't keep them from feeling the heat. After a long moment of passionate kissing, Gabe and Frankie pulled away, their trail of saliva hanging between their mouths before it dropped to their clothes, the light of the moon shining upon it. The two of them stared into each other's eyes for a minute before they smiled, both knowing exactly what their lover wanted.
"Wanna get started, Babe?"
"I don't see why not, Sweet Cookie."
The first to go were Frankie's clothes. Gabe gently guided his hands to the bottom of her shirt, her arms moving themselves upward for him to remove easily. Gabe caught the bottom of her shirt and slid it up over her body, his woman cooing sensually as her bare skin is revealed inch by inch. Once her shirt was absconded, Gabe was breathless once again. Underneath her shirt was a black lace push-up bra. Frankie saw the look of awe in her boyfriend's face.
"You like what you see, don't you?"
Gabe nodded to the redhead as she guided his hand to her skirt.
"Then finish up here…"
Gabe had to resist every urge to spank her soft round derriere to comply. He gripped her skirt and pulled it down smoothly, revealing her black lace panties, as well! The whole lingerie looked expensive, but it looked all the more stunning on his Sweet Cookie's divine body.
"So, what do you think, Babe? I was thinking about showing them off when we go swimming, but… I just couldn't let Mac get all flustered."
And it's not just her sexy outfit that made her look amazing; her whole chest appeared to have grown in size up close, but the truth was, they were the same as before. Last he remembered, they were big enough for Frankie to swallow both nipples at the same time. Perhaps the lighting made them look bigger than they actually were.
"Wow… Your tits look so… so…"
Gabe couldn't even think of correcting himself. He meant to say her whole body, but his eyes were fixed squarely on the orbs that stuck up from the bra. Frankie saw him ogling her tits shamelessly. She could tell he gave up hiding his lewd behavior, too. She began to play with him, fondling herself as her fingers sank in its massive, malleable girth.
"So what? Come on, Babe. You can tell me…"
Her salacious grin made it hard for him to say anything other than the lewd truth circling in his head.
"It looks so good… Can I touch them?"
Frankie leaned herself closer on him, rubbing her bra all over him again. She was willing to let him have it.
"I'd be disappointed if you didn't…"
Being gentle as ever, Gabe reached his hands over to them and grasped the round orbs of boobflesh, her bra along with them. Frankie got goosebumps from Gabe's touch and shivered with delightful ecstasy. A slow, yet beautiful moan left Frankie's mouth as Gabe squeezed the mammalian glands like clay.
"Wow, Frankie… It feels really good on you, too. Where did you even get this?"
Frankie stared deep into his eyes, the feeling of his hands all over her chest making it difficult for her to do much else as she answered.
"M-Madame Foster gave me this when I was 18… I wanted to show you this ever since we started having sex together…"
Frankie's moans became more frequent as Gabe stroked her assets. And with her mewls of delight, Gabe's stiff stool began to bulge from his pants, demanding freedom. Frankie felt the shaft touch her cunt through her panties. She could tell that he wanted to fuck her with every fiber of his being. Her teasing must've worked too well.
"Wow, Gabe. When you said you gave up hiding it, you weren't kidding…"
Frankie began to rub her pelvis against his, toying with the bulge as a pensive look came over Gabe. The teasing was starting to get to him; he didn't want to wait anymore…
"P-Please, Frankie…"
Frankie took some sort of thrill in hearing her boyfriend plead. But she wanted to hear more than "please".
"Please what, Babe? What do you want me to do?"
To further arouse him, Frankie gyrated her hips, pulling it away from Gabe and back to him. The coming and going of Frankie's body was driving his dick insane, and by extension, Gabe himself was mad with pent-up sexual instincts. He almost shouted what was lingering at the top of his head with her taunting teases.
"I want you to… I want to fuck you, Frankie. I want to fuck your precious pussy…! Wait… maybe I want to taste it…?"
Unfortunately, because Gabe's instinct to mate was working overtime, he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do with her. The poor young man couldn't make up his mind. All he knew was that he wanted her. Frankie decided to go a little easier on him as she rubbed her whole body all over him.
"Well, which one do you want, Babe?"
Gabe moaned as loud as he did, going insane from the warmth of her body spread all over him.
"I-I want all of you, Frankie! I want to fuck you and suck you! I want to taste you and feel you inside me! Please let my dick out!"
Gabe shouted his lewd words so loud, he must be certain that people were hearing him. It didn't seem to matter for him if it was soundproof; he wasn't afraid to admit how horny he was. Frankie gave him a lustrous laugh as she smiled seductively.
"See? That wasn't so hard, was it, Babe?"
Frankie gently pushed Gabe to the back of the wall and then backed up away from him, perplexing the handyman. Frankie put her hand on her hip, maintaining the smile that continued to drive him crazy.
"Since you've been such a good boy to be honest with me, I'm gonna show you something really fun~~"
Frankie turned herself around, flashing her taut round buttocks at him and wiggled them around as she moved one of her arms in front of her. Gabe stared at the wobbling asscheeks, as if hypnotized by them like he was staring at the moon. Gabe felt himself go harder from the thought of her dance.
But his concentration on it broke when she raised her leg and planted her foot on the wall beside his head. Then, she planted her other one on the opposite side, both legs spread wide for Gabe to stare at her soaking wet twang. While her womanhood was exposed for him, Frankie was using her hands to keep herself from falling over. She looked up (or down from her angle) to see Gabe's sexually stupefied face.
"Move your head closer… you wanted to fuck me while sucking my pussy, didn't you, you naughty perv?"
Gabe gasped softly and nodded. He was starting to understand now. Frankie was doing an unconventional 69 with him. And holy hell, was she flexible! He was starting to wonder how much potential she had inside her. From the look of it, Frankie knew how to use every ounce of it.
"Then move it closer to me, Babe… I want to suck your cock while you suck on my pussy, too…!"
Frankie, it seems, couldn't help herself either. She sounded like she'd made herself cum from the idea. Frankie's moans grew louder and louder as Gabe stared at her pre-cum coated crotch. She must've done this to give him additional incentive. And it worked. Gabe drew himself closer to Frankie's panties and slid his tongue deep into her, instantly tasting her essences.
Frankie's eyes shot open and screamed in pleasure before suddenly, her legs latched themselves together around the back of her babe's head and pushed him deeper into her vagina! Gabe moaned loudly into her hole as his tongue swirled around all over her insides. Frankie stuck her tongue out and let her arms fall limp as her legs hung onto Gabe's head with the grip of a vice.
Her fingers were dragging themselves all over the ground as Frankie fixed her eyes on the big bulge moving closer and closer to her. Acting on her own instincts, Frankie lurched herself closer to Gabe's pants and gripped the zipper with her teeth, pulling it loose until they fell to the floor. Gabe felt the air hit his legs and shivered excitedly as he dined on her glory hole. Frankie roamed her hands all over his legs to pull his underwear down. Once she succeeded, his large dick smacked her right in the face! She supposed she had it coming for teasing him so much. But she knew just how to make up for that. She latched her arms around Gabe's ass and moved her mouth closer to his growing boner and slurped up the tip like an ice cream!
Gabe screamed deliriously with pleasure inside Frankie's entrance, compelled to push his tongue deeper inside of her. His arms began to hold tight onto her legs to keep her from falling out as he thrusted deep into her mouth! Frankie gagged for a moment as his balls hung down in front of her eyeballs. Frankie moaned in delight as she stared at Gabe's low-hanging fruit, focusing on nothing but them and their bountiful spunk they held inside.
Frankie just held right onto Gabe, letting her body be used for his carnal pleasures as he suckled on her clit and planted his nose deep in her asshole above. The smell inside drove him wilder than before as he thrusted harder and faster into Frankie's mouth hole. The muffled moans and squeals of excitement were all Frankie could think to do. All other thoughts were focused on Gabe's bouncing balls…
And Gabe was caressing her wobbling ass with his hands as he slurped up her womanhood, trying to reach her womb with his tongue as he smelled her anal hole. Frankie and Gabe were too enthralled by the pleasures of their lover's body to care about the fatigue of their own positions. But as they kept indulging in their bodies, they could feel something building up inside them, ready to burst into a release… In his desperation to have it come sooner, Gabe started to slap Frankie's ass at a hard enough level to excite her, making Frankie's eyeballs widen again as she yelped with eagerness despite having a long prick stuffed inside her throat.
It encouraged Frankie to push her face balls-deep to him, letting her face be smacked over and over by his nut sacks. As her face and bottom were slapped over and over simultaneously, Frankie started to muffle something. She didn't care if Gabe could understand her, but she wanted to hear herself talk with a large penis inside her mouth.
"GLLK! MMPF! MMHMM!"
Gabe heard her loud muffling and got the sense that she was on the verge of a climax. But unlike Frankie, he wanted to let her know in a different way. He started to thrust himself harder and faster like a jackhammer as he swirled his tongue all over her insides. They didn't take long for the two of them to become bona-fide animals of sex until…
"MMMMMMMMMMMPPPPF!"
Frankie yelled salaciously, albeit muffled, into Gabe's hard steed as it pumped her throat full of his seed. And simultaneously, Gabe felt her spray her wet juices all over his face, his tongue slurping up as much of it as it could. Gabe and Frankie swallowed each other's juices as if they were feeding off each other. For the most part, Frankie had a bit of trouble considering her position, but she managed to swallow every last drop he sprayed into her. After two minutes of standing and drinking, however, Gabe's body was the first to collapse.
He leaned himself to the back of the wall and slowly let his legs sink, so as to not hurt Frankie in the process. As Gabe laid down with his girlfriend letting her foot go from his head, Frankie slowly moved her mouth up from Gabe's shaft, slurping every inch to the top before she let go of it with a POP! Frankie showed her mouth off to Gabe, showing she saved a lot of it to share… Gabe stared at his horny girlfriend and smiled softly.
"That's nice of you to share, Sweet Cookie… can't wait to taste it."
Frankie hummed with a soft smile as she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor before she flipped herself over, showing off her supple E size breasts and ready to give him the sloppiest kiss, it seemed. Then, she gave him a cute "mm-mm-mm" with the shake of her head. Gabe was puzzled by what she had planned as he stared into her lust-filled eyes. She reached for his shirt and moved it off of him slowly. She acknowledged that Gabe must've been tired, so she waited for him to raise his arms to let her take it off. Once the shirt was removed, fully displaying his fine-toned abs, Frankie hummed a small laugh before she opened her mouth, showing her lover a mouth full of his seed.
Frankie began to drool the cum all over his abs, rubbing her teats all over his still-hard dick as he moaned softly. After letting some of it fall off her mouth, Frankie laid herself on top of the drooled cum and kept her mouth open, speaking while she trailed it all over his body.
"Your cock juif waf fo mood, Babe…"
Frankie gave him yet another sultry laugh as she began to lick at his abs, covering him in more of his cum as he shivered ecstatically. When Frankie moved herself over his face, her body laid itself on the cum she spread out, her pussy rubbing the long stool as she shivered herself with a lewd smile.
"You still feel so hard~~"
Gabe gave her a smile back as he replied.
"This was never gonna be one-and-done, Frankie… it never will be."
Frankie held her hand over Gabe's face, caressing it lovingly as traces of his cum dripped down her chin.
"Good… I want this to last forever…"
Gabe and Frankie began to kiss each other again, their tongues swirling around as they melded their bodies together with the cum in-between them. As they kissed, Frankie lowered her rump over Gabe's long meat rod, plunging it deep inside her recently climaxed hole. They moaned blissfully in the kiss as Frankie rapidly moved her ass up and down on his hardwood. After a moment, Frankie and Gabe stopped the kissing, only for their tongues to move around in the hot air. Her chest was also rubbing against Gabe's abs with the cum and drool smeared all over them. After a minute, they stopped the kiss altogether as Frankie sat up straight, showing Gabe her body covered in cum as the moonlight shone on her.
Gabe was at an extreme loss for words as Frankie began to fondle her breasts more vigorously. In fact, it almost appeared as though she was going to tear them clean off! She started precisely where her chest connected to them before moving her hands up and down to the nipples and back, like she was milking a cow. Frankie felt the increasing sensation build up in her teats as she stroked her breasts to Gabe's astonishment.
"Oh, fuck yes! Your cock feels so good inside my tight pussy, Babe!"
Gabe couldn't respond; he was too distracted by the large orbs Frankie was handling. So much, in fact, he suddenly leaned up like a rocket and kissed her on the lips, taking her by surprise. But she welcomed it as Gabe started to take over fondling her bosoms. Frankie moaned deep into his mouth as he relentlessly pulled on her boob flesh like dough. But he made sure that he wasn't trying too hard, or they might rip clean off, and it was something neither of them wanted. So, Gabe started at the point where her boobs connected to the chest and moved them up to the nipples, where he pinched for a second or two before moving them down and back up again. Gabe finished his kiss before he complimented her.
"And I wasn't lying when I said your tits are amazing, Frankie. If anything, they're just as big as you were after you ate all those cookies!"
Frankie felt turned on by his words. She remembered how good it felt to have him on top of her obese body while they looked after Foster's all by themselves. As she thought back on those experiences, Frankie lurched her head up to the ceiling and began to shout at the top of her lungs.
"That's because I can't help myself, Babe! Whenever I see those delicious cookies, I go wild! It's the same with your cock, too! Your sweet cookie's a cookie and cock obsessed whore, and she's proud of it! I'm proud to be your whore, Babe!"
Frankie moaned as loud as she could, almost to the point where she was screaming. Gabe had an idea as she held up her own tits in front of her lewd face.
"And you remember what goes well with cookies, right?"
Frankie moaned excitedly before she placed her tongue all over both of her areolae and latched her mouth on them as Gabe continued to stroke her large orbs of boob flesh. Gabe felt happy to see Frankie enjoying herself like the whore she admits herself to be. Of course, she might be playing, but it was still fun to see that side of her.
"I guess you do. You must like your own milk so much, you drink it out of your tits."
Frankie removed her mouth from her nipples to respond, her mind crazy with sex.
"I don't think you'd blame me, Babe. I just love being a sex-obsessed whore…"
Frankie plopped her mouth back on her large nipples and suckled them as she went back to fondling her large valley again. All the while, Frankie seemed to have forgotten all about Gabe's drill deep inside her entrance. Then again, she was bouncing on it more frequently. Harder… faster… She was like a bitch in heat… It wasn't a unique term to describe Frankie, but that's the only thing Gabe could think of at the moment. He smiled wide as he held his hands around her waist and roamed them down to her wobbly ass. Frankie showed a confused look as she stared at him, her mouth still clutched to her nipples.
"You know, Frankie, since you've been a good girl to be so honest with me, I think I'll show you something fun."
With that, Gabe suddenly stood up, lifting Frankie up along with him. When she felt a penetration deep inside her womb, Frankie lost her mouth's grip on her soon-to-lactate nipples and moaned excitedly as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel him throttling her temple with every thrust as she screamed without a trace of shame.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me harder! Faster! Fuck me until you cum everywhere inside me! Make me your bitch, Babe!"
Frankie went back to sucking on her nipples as Gabe rapidly plundered her sacred entrance,feeling his second release at hand already. Gabe would've warned her at this point, but he was more than happy to follow her lewd request to the letter.
"Okay, Frankie! Here it comes! Get ready to be my bitch!"
In a few seconds, Gabe released his second load, much more potent than the one before. Add that with the combo of Frankie's lactating tits, and they're showered in breast milk. The pressure behind both was enough to have them screaming to the ceiling.
"FRANKIIIIIIIIEEEE!"
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
As the lovers screamed deliriously from passionate sex, Frankie's belly began to bulge from the amount of sperm flowing inside her womb. But it couldn't go any bigger for long; it already started leaking out of her pink mouth like a water fountain. Frankie and Gabe began to moan softly as they panted their breath, beginning to fall back to the floor as he pulled out of her and let loose a hose's worth of cum fall to the floor. But Gabe still held onto Frankie as she leaned on him. Using what little strength he had left, he moved himself and Frankie on top of the bed, where their naked bodies rested while they stared into each other's faces. After they caught their breath, Frankie and Gabe smiled at each other.
"Hey, Babe…"
"Hey yourself, Sweet Cookie."
Gabe and Frankie laid down on their backs and stared at the ceiling. She held her hands over her belly and smiled fondly.
"It always feels nice when you cum so much inside me… you know that?"
Gabe turned to his girlfriend and smiled back at her in a similar expression of fondness. That said, he did have some concerns.
"I'm glad it does, Frankie. But… what if you ended up pregnant? I know we talked about it before, but… birth control pills hardly ever work, right?"
Frankie simply put her hands behind her head with a smirk.
"Well, normal ones do. But not when they're from Foster's."
Gabe raised his eyes in immediate surprise. They actually endorsed those things?!
"Wait, they seriously make those things, too?!"
Frankie chuckled from Gabe's reaction and nudged his arm with her fist.
"Of course not, Gabe. There's actually an imaginary doctor here who prescribed them."
"Oh… wait, you guys have a doctor?"
Frankie sat up from the bed, realizing she never talked about him much.
"Oh, yeah. I never got to tell you about him."
"About who?"
Frankie only shook her head with a slight smile.
"You know what? Never mind. It'll be easier to explain when we get back from Europe. But all you need to know at the moment is that he's an imaginary doctor who gave me the birth control pill so I can get railed all the time with you without having to worry about being pregnant too soon. It's like… a favor."
Gabe was still puzzled by the identity of this imaginary doctor, but it did explain a lot.
"Huh. I think I get it. No doubt you must've been really good to him for him to do that for you."
Frankie blushed sweetly as she scooched closer to him and laid on his lap with her back.
"Yeah. But the truth is, I just wanted to help everyone be happy. Like Eurotrish. Her own family didn't want to keep her. So… I don't know. But something tells me we're gonna be working really hard for her."
Gabe held his hand up to her face and she leaned into it as he reassured her.
"Well, it can't be any different from what we've already done, right? I'd say we're prepared to do it for her. She deserves that much."
Frankie closed her eyes softly and rested against him.
"You're right… If I could make it through half a lifetime of work, I could handle this, too. Thanks, Babe. You always know what to say."
Gabe smiled fondly to her as he stared at her.
"Of course, Sweet Cookie."
There was only a few more seconds of silence before Gabe thought back to what she told him earlier at the café.
"Oh, yeah. That reminds me. Didn't you bring a few things that you wanted to show me?"
Frankie's eyes opened up. In all the excitement she forgot all about it. But with her strength now spent, she thought it best to save it for another night of inevitable passion. Besides, if everyone else was still asleep, then her items would definitely wake them up.
"I did. I think I'll show you next time. But trust me, we'll have a lot of fun with those toys~~"
Frankie gave Gabe a wink, making him blush at the hint she gave him.
"Wait. Does that mean… She actually brought sex toys with her?! And what did she mean by 'we?'"
Frankie only got herself off of Gabe's lap and laid down next to him, holding the blanket over her.
"Besides, everyone else is sleeping across the hall from us. If we keep going, we might wake them up, if they haven't already."
Gabe blushed redder than a tomato. They were being awfully loud to begin with…
"Oh. That makes sense… I hope nobody heard us…"
Frankie wrapped her hands onto Gabe's body and pulled him close as she whispered softly.
"Let's not worry too much, okay, Babe?"
Frankie gave Gabe a kiss on the lips, making him lose his train of thought before he succumbed to the kiss and wrapped his arms around her.
"You know what? Fuck it… As long as she's happy, I think I'm okay with that. And besides, what's the worst that could happen anyway?"
The next morning, the Foster's gang was on the move again, but it was at a much quicker pace than usual. Apparently, according to Herriman, a couple went off the rails crazy with their love-making and disturbed the whole hotel's sleep. Eduardo practically thought the hotel was haunted, of all things! Mac's mother was trying to calm him down at this very moment.
"It was muy scary, señorita Mac's mom! I thought the ghosts gobbled señorita Frankie and señor Gabe!"
"Oh, it's okay. Eduardo. There's no ghosts trying to catch them."
Frankie and Gabe felt especially guilty about that. They didn't mean to worry about the big lug. Bloo had his suspicions about who caused the ruckus, but Gabe and Frankie both blushed simultaneously and covered it up, saying they couldn't get a wink for a while, either. Somehow, though, they had a feeling that Mr. Herriman knew who was responsible for it. That's when he spoke to the both of them.
"Master Gabriel, Miss Frances. Both of you, come here."
The duo felt an incredible amount of pressure from this. They were afraid he'd sentence them to a heavy punishment for their noise-making. But they didn't want to make the others miserable. So, they figured, they may as well get over it. Frankie and Gabe reluctantly walked over to Herriman before the two of them were alone near the Fredonia Inn entrance.
"Now, in light of the situation, I've decided… to hand over the rest of the schedule in your care."
Frankie and Gabe almost forgot about his schedule. He mentioned before that there'd be some time for fun after the stop at the Inn.
"Oh. Really?"
"Indeed. You two have worked at Foster's for quite some time together now, and I feel it best that you take charge for the rest of the three-day period."
Frankie and Gabe drew a sigh of relief together as the latter spoke.
"That's a relief…"
Frankie, for one, was getting very excited. She had always imagined traveling on a boat across the seine with Gabe, walking around the Eiffel Tower with him, playing together at a beach. And to top it off, a night of romantic passion. She could feel it in her grasp… but then, Mr. Herriman, being Mr. Herriman, brought up one crucial detail that derailed their plans.
"Of course, you'll have to consider the costs of such endeavors, including the expenses needed to take us back home to Foster's."
Frankie and Gabe looked over at the rabbit, wondering how much was left over.
"Oh. How much of it is left?"
Mr. Herriman leaned to Gabe's ear and whispered it to him. His eyes widened in immediate shock.
"What?! How?!"
"Master Blooregard ordered an insubordinate amount of… room service while you were away. At least he had the decency to offer the spoils with the rest of us, especially to Eurotrish."
Knowing how Bloo tended to be, Frankie considered it a step up.
"Well, at least he's trying."
"Regardless, considering the expenses for your activities here, it only leaves enough for three activities before we head back. Any more than that, and we're, as you say in the vernacular… boned."
A half-hour later, Frankie and Gabe walked around the town for some fresh air. This wasn't going how they planned at all. They were placed in charge of the remainder of the schedule until the trip home. And even with all the money the two of them had, it wouldn't be nearly enough to cover more than three activities for the group before the trip home. Even worse, nobody they asked could provide a route from Dunkirk to Paris. In layman's terms, their hands were tied.
"Damnit! The one day we're finally in charge of the schedule, and we barely have enough money and time to do even three of the things we wanted to do! No wonder Herriman's so uptight…"
Frankie, being more experienced with this type of thing, had an idea.
"Maybe we can set up a vote for those activities?"
Gabe appreciated the sentiment. But while it did make things easier, he didn't want to skip out on any one of them.
"Yeah, but I don't want us to just do three and toss out the rest. We're in Europe, Frankie. Europe! And I wanted this place to be something everyone would remember because they all got the chance to do what they wanted to do here. Especially Eurotrish. It just… it wouldn't feel right otherwise."
Frankie's expression softened. She could remember how nervous they were when Mac lost the tickets before Gabe came to the rescue. It was obvious he didn't want to imagine how the others would feel if he had to pick and choose. Frankie held onto Gabe's hand softly and he looked into her gentle eyes as she spoke softly.
"We'll think of something, Gabe. Maybe some sightseeing would help clear our heads. What do you think?"
Gabe smiled softly to his redhead and he held onto her a little tighter as he replied.
"Sure. Thanks, Sweet Cookie."
Frankie giggled as the two of them walked down Dunkirk together. At the moment, they're not too sure how to go about their trip now, but he knew that as long as they were together, Gabe and Frankie could pull through this. Because this time, neither of them were alone…
Epilogue:
Far away, there were two people amidst a crowd in Dunkirk. One of them was a very tall and skinny girl. She had fairly pale skin and freckles, green eyes, long auburn hair, and was seen wearing a blue and white hat with a blue pine tree. Her standard outfit was a light mint green shirt with blue jeans and red/white sneakers. She was also wearing gray and blue earrings.
And the other person who was with her had unkempt black hair that passed his ears and brown eyes. He also wore a dark blue shirt with a white tank top underneath it, as well as dirty blonde capri pants, black shoes, and a green hat with a gray sash around it. They simply couldn't believe the scenery around them, especially the ocean in view.
"I gotta say, Patrick, I've seen a lot of things, even the end of the world, but this one really takes the cake."
Patrick turned to his partner and smiled at her lovingly.
"I'm glad you like it, Wendy. I wouldn't spare any expense for you."
Patrick and Wendy leaned closer together, holding their hands as they stared out at the ocean. It had been one year since their anniversary, and they wanted to go to Paris to celebrate their time together. After a moment, though, Wendy's face softened into a sad frown.
"Speaking of that… are you feeling okay about it?"
Soon enough, Patrick had a solemn look come over him. He hasn't forgotten how he was able to get here, and what it meant… It only happened quite some time ago. Veronica had finally passed on and went off to meet her maker. It was a tragic time for the both of them. Her inheritance that she left behind for him was the last thing on his mind. That's why he didn't spend one cent of it. At least, until now.
"Honestly… I'm still a bit sad she wasn't with us, Wendy. But I also know that she would've wanted the both of us to be happy. As long as she knows, somewhere up there, that you're happy, I think it's worth it."
Wendy gave her lover a big smile as she hugged him. Veronica meant a lot to her, too. She and Patrick had helped her out in tough spots more times than she could count. There's no doubt that she would tell Patrick that she was content with his choice.
"You know? Me, too…"
The two of them stared at the ocean for a little while. After the moment of gazing had passed, Wendy turned to Patrick, already eager to explore.
"So, where do you wanna look next, Pattycakes?"
Patrick chuckled with a heartfelt smile as he answered.
"I think I might know where to start…"
A/N: SURPRISE! Bet you didn't see that coming, did you? I know a lot of you are plenty surprised. And you probably know them from Weirder Things, courtesy of Cowboy Alchemist. And you'd be right. Believe it or not, I got special permission from him to add Wendy and Patrick into my lemon story for Gabe and Frankie, which he rarely gives, so it is a huge honor for me to include them, and I would like to thank him for this. And you can bet that it will take their love to the next level, so keep an eye out for it. ;)