A/N: YAY! I've been promised a badfic! Thank you, koolkatt! I just saw
"Roman Holiday"- which is the best movie ever!- so there are some
references from it. I don't own that stuff, either!
The next day, James felt fine. He thanked Arrow on the way out to the Continental Army with Sara after lunch.
"Can I come?" Arrow certainly looked hopeful.
"No. It's a dangerous place for a g-" He saw Sara give him a Look, so he amended what he was going to say. "-Ah, a small child to be."
Arrow stamped her foot angrily. "But Ja-ames...I'm NOT a child!" That made James smile. He'd heard himself do that sometimes- giving words more syllables than it needed.
"No. We have to go meet the Marquis. You'll meet him later, though." Arrow brightened a little at this. But then she sighed and went back inside.
Sara looked at James as they went up to the carriage. "Why not?"
"Well, we hardly ever let Henri go there. And you have to admit, the British soldiers are attacking more frequently." He climbed inside the carriage and helped Sara inside with him.
"*You* just don't want any competition," Sara said, smiling devilishly.
"I already have *you* for competition. What could be worse?" James smiled and pulled the reins as a signal for the horses to go.
"James, you're such an idiot." Sara realized what she said and covered her mouth, hiding a smile.
Unfortunately, that started an argument for both of them, with was exactly what they did all through the ride. Argue, I mean.
***
"So, Henri, what d'you like to do?" Arrow was bored. It wasn't fair. She *would* get her story, no matter *what* James said.
"Stay with James and S'ara while they report."
Arrow made an aggravated noise. "I want to go with them!" She looked so annoyed that Henri went up to her and decided to tell her a plan of what he'd been hatching.
Arrow smiled as Henri whispered the plan in her ear. Not only did his voice tickle her ear, she thought it was a good plan. Not great, but good.
"Let's do go on with this idea. It isn't half bad!"
Henri beamed. "Thsought you wvoud zink so!"
***
Lafayette smiled as he saw James and Sara come in their carriage. He frowned a little when he saw them arguing.
Not only did these two make the perfect couple, but also they flirted a lot without knowing it. The problem was, it was so obvious that not only was it terribly infuriating to watch, it made him want to blurt out how obvious they were.
"S'ara! James!" Layette talked in an accent that was much like Henri's, but older sounding.
He led them into his tent. "Now, Sara, I have something to ask you." Sara looked moderately surprised. "We have a new harmless chemical that helps our soldiers go to sleep. Would you pleased try it out?"
Seeing the alarmed look on Sara's face, he waved his hand in a comforting gesture. "Don't worry! It's harmless, but we just need to know if there are any side effects, and what they are."
"Why don't I take it?" James moved forward, as if volunteering to go in Sara's place. Sara shook her head.
"No way! You can't do everything! I can do the report on what it felt like having it, and you can write down exactly what I did. I expect I'll be a bit woozy after having it. It's a sleeping medicine, after all."
"But I-" James shut up as Sara's You-shut-up-and-let-me-be face directed to him. "Okay. But I'll write down *everything*"
"Fine." She looked up to Lafayette with a determined face. "Let's get on with it."
Lafayette nodded and went to get the chemical.
***
"Are you sure about this?"
"Positive."
Arrow wiggled in her Continental Army uniform. "Well, okay. I can write about the conditions of the soldiers."
Henri smiled at her. "You look fine. Just like a boy. It doez'ent take much to make you look like one."
Arrow snorted. "Oh, thanks a lot, Henri."
Henri grinned. "My pleazsure!"
Arrow and Henri started to creep into the camp. He and she both had on beginner uniforms, knowing they wouldn't go to battle when they were acknowledged as such.
Arrow looked around. "Henri, will you help me into that tree?"
"*Why?*"
Arrow sighed. "So I can go and look up to see if Santa Claus is coming! No, really. To get a better view of the camp!" She snapped.
Henri scowled and started helping her. "Okay, okay, don't be zo angry!"
When Arrow was securely on the tree, she put her body in the length of a tree branch and got out her pencil and notebook/sketchbook, which Henri recognized from the other day.
"September 15th 1777-The conditions of the Continental Army are steadily improving..."
Henri smiled and listened to her say what she was writing out loud. Then he climbed in to the tree with her and watched the view below.
***
After Lafayette made her uncover her arm by pulling up her sleeve, he inserted a needle into her. James had to turn around, knowing that watching would make him feel a bit sick.
When Lafayette took away the needle and started covering that part up, she blinked and said, "I don't feel any different."
"I didn't expect so. It'll take some time to work, Sara." She nodded, satisfied.
"Slow-working..." James mumbled as he wrote down his thoughts.
Sara rolled her eyes. "James, that isn't news!"
He shrugged. "Who knows? It could be important."
Lafayette smiled. "I don't think there'll be anything else worth a story, you two. You might as well go back."
"Okay. It's going to get dark soon, anyway." James pulled at Sara's arm. "Let's go."
"Coming." She put her cloak back on.
When they got out of the tent, they saw both Arrow and Henri up in a tree. What were they doing there? James wasn't sure, but he thought he saw Arrow quickly tuck a notepad into her uniform.
"Henri!" James shouted at the same time Sara said, "Arrow!"
"What are you doing here?!" Sara said sternly, putting her hands on her hips. "James told you not to come!"
Arrow shook her head. "He couldn't keep me doing my job by saying 'No' anymore than if he clapped me in irons!" She giggled. "Which he wouldn't do. And besides, if Deborah Samson can, why can't I?"
James looked up from his notes. "Who?"
"Nobody." Sara and Arrow mumbled this at the same time. This made Sara look down at the girl who was one head smaller than her, giggling. She saw Arrow was giggling too.
James eyes flickered between them. He shook his head. "Girls." Henri nodded in agreement.
This just made Sara and Arrow laugh even more.
***
By the time all of them had gotten home, Sara's injection had taken effect. She had slept on James's back, with support from Henri and Arrow.
Luckily, they were able to wake her up and take her inside. Arrow half- helped Sara up to her room.
When she came down, she looked at James. "She wants you to come up, so you can observe the effects of that injection. You better go now, before she falls asleep."
James nodded, grabbed his notepad, and went upstairs.
Arrow walked over to Moses with her notepad. "Will you tell me what you think of this story?..."
***
When James got upstairs, he saw Sara in the hall, with the oddest expression on her face. James deciphered it as a sleepy grin.
Why she was sleepy was obvious-that's what that injection was for. But why was she grinning?
She yawned suddenly. "Let's go in my room, so I don't fall asleep on you, James." She started walking in that direction.
James shrugged, and followed suite.
Sara went into her room. She sat down on the bed, and closed her eyes. James sat down next to her.
"If I were dead and buried, and I heard your voice, my heart of dust beneath the sod would still rejoice."
She opened her eyes. "Do you know that poem?"
"Uhh, no, I didn't, thank you for telling me, Sara." James hurriedly scribbled down stuff on giddiness.
"Well, Sara, how're you feeling?"
"Very happy!" She made a childish grin, which made James move a little away from her.
"Um, okay. Anything else?"
"Sleepy. Dizzy. Happy!" She got up and said, "James, can we go to sleep?"
"Just let me write down some more!" James exclaimed.
Sara nodded, and went up to him sleepily. "Will you help me get undressed, please?"
James was so astounded he stared at her for a moment, with his mouth open. Then he realized she was waiting. "Uh..." He went behind her, and took off her hair band, making her hair cascade to her waist.
"Uh, I think you can handle the rest." He handed it to her, and felt a little odd. Obviously, this was a side effect of the chemical.
She went to her closet and put down her clothes on her bed. Then she said, "To be, or not to be, that is the question. Shakespeare." She slowly began unbuttoning her dress in the back.
James blushed and hastily answered, "Wheatley. Now, I think I'll go now, Sara."
"Shakespeare!" She demanded.
"Wheatley. Now, Sa-"
Sara was still unbuttoning her dress. "You know, I've never been alone with a man before, even with my dress on. With my clothes *off*, it's most unusual. I don't seem to mind. Do you?"
Sara placed her head on James's shoulder, already falling asleep. He flushed again, and mumbled, "I'll go now, Sara. Good night." And he quickly went out.
"Goodnight!" She called after James. She closed the door and started dressing. Then she giggled. She was *very* happy!
***
Arrow giggled. They made a good couple! But what was wrong with Sara? Arrow had been here long enough to know this was weird for Sara! She needed to take this up with James in the morning...
A/N: Haha! That's just-- hahahaha! Well, anyhow, I need more badfics. And also, {this is just for fun} can you guess how old I am by my writing? I want to see what you think. Ps: My birthday's on November 11th! YaY!
The next day, James felt fine. He thanked Arrow on the way out to the Continental Army with Sara after lunch.
"Can I come?" Arrow certainly looked hopeful.
"No. It's a dangerous place for a g-" He saw Sara give him a Look, so he amended what he was going to say. "-Ah, a small child to be."
Arrow stamped her foot angrily. "But Ja-ames...I'm NOT a child!" That made James smile. He'd heard himself do that sometimes- giving words more syllables than it needed.
"No. We have to go meet the Marquis. You'll meet him later, though." Arrow brightened a little at this. But then she sighed and went back inside.
Sara looked at James as they went up to the carriage. "Why not?"
"Well, we hardly ever let Henri go there. And you have to admit, the British soldiers are attacking more frequently." He climbed inside the carriage and helped Sara inside with him.
"*You* just don't want any competition," Sara said, smiling devilishly.
"I already have *you* for competition. What could be worse?" James smiled and pulled the reins as a signal for the horses to go.
"James, you're such an idiot." Sara realized what she said and covered her mouth, hiding a smile.
Unfortunately, that started an argument for both of them, with was exactly what they did all through the ride. Argue, I mean.
***
"So, Henri, what d'you like to do?" Arrow was bored. It wasn't fair. She *would* get her story, no matter *what* James said.
"Stay with James and S'ara while they report."
Arrow made an aggravated noise. "I want to go with them!" She looked so annoyed that Henri went up to her and decided to tell her a plan of what he'd been hatching.
Arrow smiled as Henri whispered the plan in her ear. Not only did his voice tickle her ear, she thought it was a good plan. Not great, but good.
"Let's do go on with this idea. It isn't half bad!"
Henri beamed. "Thsought you wvoud zink so!"
***
Lafayette smiled as he saw James and Sara come in their carriage. He frowned a little when he saw them arguing.
Not only did these two make the perfect couple, but also they flirted a lot without knowing it. The problem was, it was so obvious that not only was it terribly infuriating to watch, it made him want to blurt out how obvious they were.
"S'ara! James!" Layette talked in an accent that was much like Henri's, but older sounding.
He led them into his tent. "Now, Sara, I have something to ask you." Sara looked moderately surprised. "We have a new harmless chemical that helps our soldiers go to sleep. Would you pleased try it out?"
Seeing the alarmed look on Sara's face, he waved his hand in a comforting gesture. "Don't worry! It's harmless, but we just need to know if there are any side effects, and what they are."
"Why don't I take it?" James moved forward, as if volunteering to go in Sara's place. Sara shook her head.
"No way! You can't do everything! I can do the report on what it felt like having it, and you can write down exactly what I did. I expect I'll be a bit woozy after having it. It's a sleeping medicine, after all."
"But I-" James shut up as Sara's You-shut-up-and-let-me-be face directed to him. "Okay. But I'll write down *everything*"
"Fine." She looked up to Lafayette with a determined face. "Let's get on with it."
Lafayette nodded and went to get the chemical.
***
"Are you sure about this?"
"Positive."
Arrow wiggled in her Continental Army uniform. "Well, okay. I can write about the conditions of the soldiers."
Henri smiled at her. "You look fine. Just like a boy. It doez'ent take much to make you look like one."
Arrow snorted. "Oh, thanks a lot, Henri."
Henri grinned. "My pleazsure!"
Arrow and Henri started to creep into the camp. He and she both had on beginner uniforms, knowing they wouldn't go to battle when they were acknowledged as such.
Arrow looked around. "Henri, will you help me into that tree?"
"*Why?*"
Arrow sighed. "So I can go and look up to see if Santa Claus is coming! No, really. To get a better view of the camp!" She snapped.
Henri scowled and started helping her. "Okay, okay, don't be zo angry!"
When Arrow was securely on the tree, she put her body in the length of a tree branch and got out her pencil and notebook/sketchbook, which Henri recognized from the other day.
"September 15th 1777-The conditions of the Continental Army are steadily improving..."
Henri smiled and listened to her say what she was writing out loud. Then he climbed in to the tree with her and watched the view below.
***
After Lafayette made her uncover her arm by pulling up her sleeve, he inserted a needle into her. James had to turn around, knowing that watching would make him feel a bit sick.
When Lafayette took away the needle and started covering that part up, she blinked and said, "I don't feel any different."
"I didn't expect so. It'll take some time to work, Sara." She nodded, satisfied.
"Slow-working..." James mumbled as he wrote down his thoughts.
Sara rolled her eyes. "James, that isn't news!"
He shrugged. "Who knows? It could be important."
Lafayette smiled. "I don't think there'll be anything else worth a story, you two. You might as well go back."
"Okay. It's going to get dark soon, anyway." James pulled at Sara's arm. "Let's go."
"Coming." She put her cloak back on.
When they got out of the tent, they saw both Arrow and Henri up in a tree. What were they doing there? James wasn't sure, but he thought he saw Arrow quickly tuck a notepad into her uniform.
"Henri!" James shouted at the same time Sara said, "Arrow!"
"What are you doing here?!" Sara said sternly, putting her hands on her hips. "James told you not to come!"
Arrow shook her head. "He couldn't keep me doing my job by saying 'No' anymore than if he clapped me in irons!" She giggled. "Which he wouldn't do. And besides, if Deborah Samson can, why can't I?"
James looked up from his notes. "Who?"
"Nobody." Sara and Arrow mumbled this at the same time. This made Sara look down at the girl who was one head smaller than her, giggling. She saw Arrow was giggling too.
James eyes flickered between them. He shook his head. "Girls." Henri nodded in agreement.
This just made Sara and Arrow laugh even more.
***
By the time all of them had gotten home, Sara's injection had taken effect. She had slept on James's back, with support from Henri and Arrow.
Luckily, they were able to wake her up and take her inside. Arrow half- helped Sara up to her room.
When she came down, she looked at James. "She wants you to come up, so you can observe the effects of that injection. You better go now, before she falls asleep."
James nodded, grabbed his notepad, and went upstairs.
Arrow walked over to Moses with her notepad. "Will you tell me what you think of this story?..."
***
When James got upstairs, he saw Sara in the hall, with the oddest expression on her face. James deciphered it as a sleepy grin.
Why she was sleepy was obvious-that's what that injection was for. But why was she grinning?
She yawned suddenly. "Let's go in my room, so I don't fall asleep on you, James." She started walking in that direction.
James shrugged, and followed suite.
Sara went into her room. She sat down on the bed, and closed her eyes. James sat down next to her.
"If I were dead and buried, and I heard your voice, my heart of dust beneath the sod would still rejoice."
She opened her eyes. "Do you know that poem?"
"Uhh, no, I didn't, thank you for telling me, Sara." James hurriedly scribbled down stuff on giddiness.
"Well, Sara, how're you feeling?"
"Very happy!" She made a childish grin, which made James move a little away from her.
"Um, okay. Anything else?"
"Sleepy. Dizzy. Happy!" She got up and said, "James, can we go to sleep?"
"Just let me write down some more!" James exclaimed.
Sara nodded, and went up to him sleepily. "Will you help me get undressed, please?"
James was so astounded he stared at her for a moment, with his mouth open. Then he realized she was waiting. "Uh..." He went behind her, and took off her hair band, making her hair cascade to her waist.
"Uh, I think you can handle the rest." He handed it to her, and felt a little odd. Obviously, this was a side effect of the chemical.
She went to her closet and put down her clothes on her bed. Then she said, "To be, or not to be, that is the question. Shakespeare." She slowly began unbuttoning her dress in the back.
James blushed and hastily answered, "Wheatley. Now, I think I'll go now, Sara."
"Shakespeare!" She demanded.
"Wheatley. Now, Sa-"
Sara was still unbuttoning her dress. "You know, I've never been alone with a man before, even with my dress on. With my clothes *off*, it's most unusual. I don't seem to mind. Do you?"
Sara placed her head on James's shoulder, already falling asleep. He flushed again, and mumbled, "I'll go now, Sara. Good night." And he quickly went out.
"Goodnight!" She called after James. She closed the door and started dressing. Then she giggled. She was *very* happy!
***
Arrow giggled. They made a good couple! But what was wrong with Sara? Arrow had been here long enough to know this was weird for Sara! She needed to take this up with James in the morning...
A/N: Haha! That's just-- hahahaha! Well, anyhow, I need more badfics. And also, {this is just for fun} can you guess how old I am by my writing? I want to see what you think. Ps: My birthday's on November 11th! YaY!