"Is it finished?" Harm asked. He was in his friend Joanna's' jewelry shop.
"I just finished it last night, it's a kick ass piece of work, if I do say so myself," She said with a smile.
"Thank you so much Joey, this means so much to me," He said.
"Well, as long as you make good use of it, I'm happy. I'll just go upstairs and get it for you," She said. Harm nodded and she ran up the wooden staircase and disappeared into a room. A moment later she reappeared and handed him a small black box.
"Take a look," She said. She was practically bursting with anticipation. Harm opened the box and took out the small ring. It had a medium sized diamond in the center with small diamond clusters on each side. They were embedded in a white gold band.
"This is incredible Joey, you've out done yourself," Harm said with a smile.
"Why thank you. Now I know you didn't ask, but I had some spare time, so I made a matching wedding band. If you don't want it, I can just sell it, but it goes perfectly with that," She blurted out. Finally she stopped for a breath. She handed him another little box. He opened it and a wide grin spread across his features.
"You are so amazing Joey. I'll take them both," He said with a smile.
"I thought you might, I'll just ring up the price and you can go get married," She said with a smile. She scurried behind the desk and began tapping on the cash register.
That night Harm sat in his apartment. He considered wearing his dress whites and gold wings, but decided not to go too elaborate. He decided on a pair of black dress pants and a navy blue button up shirt. He slid the ring into his pocket, and kept checking to make sure it was still there. He made a vegetable stir-fry and fillet mignon for dinner. He had tonic water on ice and wine glasses set on the table. He had a tall candle in the middle of the table. He had spent any free time he had trying to figure out how to ask Mac to marry him. A light knocking on the door interrupted his thoughts. He got up off of the couch and opened it up to a very beautiful looking Mac. She was wearing a purple knee length flowing dress. It wasn't terribly low cut, but it was perfect for the effect she was hoping to have on Harm.
"Hey, you look incredible," He said, when he saw her. She smiled warmly at him and walked past him, letting him close the door.
"Wow, Harm, you've outdone yourself," She said with a smile. She surveyed the apartment.
"Thank you. Have a seat and I'll get you some dinner," He said. She smiled and sat down at one of the place settings at the table. Harm came over with a plate filled with the fillet and stir-fry. Mac drew in a deep breath and smiled again.
"It smells incredible Harm," She said. She waited until he sat down to eat.
Their dinner conversation was mostly friendly banter, but Mac could tell Harm was nervous. When she asked him about it he claimed he had a court martial the next day, which he was worried about. This wasn't entirely untrue, though he wasn't terribly worried about it; he was defending a hopeless case the next afternoon.
After dessert the two walked over to the couch and sat together. Mac snuggled close to him, resting against his chest. They sat like this for about ten minutes before Harm decided it was time to ask.
"Mac?" He said in a mere whisper. She made a noise, which urged him to continue.
"Marry me?" He asked, just as quietly. He took the ring out of his pocket and put it in front of her. From his place as her backrest, he couldn't see her expression. She put her left hand up and he slipped the ring along her slender finger. She turned and looked at him with a genuine smile.
"It would be my pleasure," She said, in an equally quiet voice. He let out the breath he was inadvertently holding and returned her smile. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead.
"The pleasures all mine," He whispered. He could feel her laughing mutedly against his chest.
"But how will we tell Harriet?" She asked in mock frustration. Now was Harm's turn to laugh.
"I'm sure we'll find a way to break it to her gently," He said, playing along.
"I'm sure she'll be devastated, she is our biggest adversary," Mac joked.
"Oh yeah, I'm not sure we should invite her to the ceremony," he said.
"Though it might be fun to see her squirm," Mac continued.
"We'll figure it out soon enough. At least we have peace of mind with knowing approximately five-point-seven seconds after telling her, everyone else will know, so it saves us form several redundant conversations," Harm said. Mac laughed lightly.
"I love you, Stick boy," She said with a smile.
"The feeling is mutual Ninja Girl," He answered.
"It had better be, I'm wearing your ring," She said with a grin.
"It's your ring now. But my soul is divided into each of those little stones, so be good to them," Harm whispered.
"How poetic. Will the wonders never cease?" Mac asked, jokingly.
"Not if I can help it," He answered sincerely.
"I believe you," She said. She snuggled in closer to him and held up her hand to examine the ring.
"It really is gorgeous Harm. I love it," She smiled as she said this.
"I glad you like it," He said.
"I'm sleepy, your very comfortable," She drowsily said.
"Go to sleep Marine, I'll be here when you wake up," He whispered.
"You'd better be, you're my pillow," She said. He voice drifted off as she fell asleep, nestled under Harm's protective arm.
"I just finished it last night, it's a kick ass piece of work, if I do say so myself," She said with a smile.
"Thank you so much Joey, this means so much to me," He said.
"Well, as long as you make good use of it, I'm happy. I'll just go upstairs and get it for you," She said. Harm nodded and she ran up the wooden staircase and disappeared into a room. A moment later she reappeared and handed him a small black box.
"Take a look," She said. She was practically bursting with anticipation. Harm opened the box and took out the small ring. It had a medium sized diamond in the center with small diamond clusters on each side. They were embedded in a white gold band.
"This is incredible Joey, you've out done yourself," Harm said with a smile.
"Why thank you. Now I know you didn't ask, but I had some spare time, so I made a matching wedding band. If you don't want it, I can just sell it, but it goes perfectly with that," She blurted out. Finally she stopped for a breath. She handed him another little box. He opened it and a wide grin spread across his features.
"You are so amazing Joey. I'll take them both," He said with a smile.
"I thought you might, I'll just ring up the price and you can go get married," She said with a smile. She scurried behind the desk and began tapping on the cash register.
That night Harm sat in his apartment. He considered wearing his dress whites and gold wings, but decided not to go too elaborate. He decided on a pair of black dress pants and a navy blue button up shirt. He slid the ring into his pocket, and kept checking to make sure it was still there. He made a vegetable stir-fry and fillet mignon for dinner. He had tonic water on ice and wine glasses set on the table. He had a tall candle in the middle of the table. He had spent any free time he had trying to figure out how to ask Mac to marry him. A light knocking on the door interrupted his thoughts. He got up off of the couch and opened it up to a very beautiful looking Mac. She was wearing a purple knee length flowing dress. It wasn't terribly low cut, but it was perfect for the effect she was hoping to have on Harm.
"Hey, you look incredible," He said, when he saw her. She smiled warmly at him and walked past him, letting him close the door.
"Wow, Harm, you've outdone yourself," She said with a smile. She surveyed the apartment.
"Thank you. Have a seat and I'll get you some dinner," He said. She smiled and sat down at one of the place settings at the table. Harm came over with a plate filled with the fillet and stir-fry. Mac drew in a deep breath and smiled again.
"It smells incredible Harm," She said. She waited until he sat down to eat.
Their dinner conversation was mostly friendly banter, but Mac could tell Harm was nervous. When she asked him about it he claimed he had a court martial the next day, which he was worried about. This wasn't entirely untrue, though he wasn't terribly worried about it; he was defending a hopeless case the next afternoon.
After dessert the two walked over to the couch and sat together. Mac snuggled close to him, resting against his chest. They sat like this for about ten minutes before Harm decided it was time to ask.
"Mac?" He said in a mere whisper. She made a noise, which urged him to continue.
"Marry me?" He asked, just as quietly. He took the ring out of his pocket and put it in front of her. From his place as her backrest, he couldn't see her expression. She put her left hand up and he slipped the ring along her slender finger. She turned and looked at him with a genuine smile.
"It would be my pleasure," She said, in an equally quiet voice. He let out the breath he was inadvertently holding and returned her smile. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead.
"The pleasures all mine," He whispered. He could feel her laughing mutedly against his chest.
"But how will we tell Harriet?" She asked in mock frustration. Now was Harm's turn to laugh.
"I'm sure we'll find a way to break it to her gently," He said, playing along.
"I'm sure she'll be devastated, she is our biggest adversary," Mac joked.
"Oh yeah, I'm not sure we should invite her to the ceremony," he said.
"Though it might be fun to see her squirm," Mac continued.
"We'll figure it out soon enough. At least we have peace of mind with knowing approximately five-point-seven seconds after telling her, everyone else will know, so it saves us form several redundant conversations," Harm said. Mac laughed lightly.
"I love you, Stick boy," She said with a smile.
"The feeling is mutual Ninja Girl," He answered.
"It had better be, I'm wearing your ring," She said with a grin.
"It's your ring now. But my soul is divided into each of those little stones, so be good to them," Harm whispered.
"How poetic. Will the wonders never cease?" Mac asked, jokingly.
"Not if I can help it," He answered sincerely.
"I believe you," She said. She snuggled in closer to him and held up her hand to examine the ring.
"It really is gorgeous Harm. I love it," She smiled as she said this.
"I glad you like it," He said.
"I'm sleepy, your very comfortable," She drowsily said.
"Go to sleep Marine, I'll be here when you wake up," He whispered.
"You'd better be, you're my pillow," She said. He voice drifted off as she fell asleep, nestled under Harm's protective arm.