"Lex!!"
Lex cringed, then turned around.
"Trudy, good..." he said a bit nervously. "Been looking for you-"
"What exactly did you TELL KC, Lex?" she asked suspiciously. "I thought you told him that I was pregnant-"
"He knows you're pregnant?" Lex asked in surprise.
"Well he does now!" Trudy said, her voice thick with emotion. "I thought you said - then I said - ugh, he knows!"
She fought back the emotions, not wanting to revert to being so weak like she had been. She needed to talk to Lex right now, and she wasn't going to do that by crying into his arms once more.
But he already encircled her.
It felt so good, safe, her perfect haven, but she fought back gasping and rubbing her cheeks.
"What's going on? What did you tell him?" she asked. Lex stepped back, unsure whether to hold her again or give her the space she needed. He spoke instead.
"I told him that I was thinking of asking you a question..." Lex said slowly. "A very IMPORTANT question..."
"Which IS?" she demanded, frustrated with the runaround she seemed trapped in. She sighed and closed her eyes, telling herself to calm down.
It didn't work once she opened her eyes. Her eyes popped wide open in shock as he knelt down in front of her, taking both of her hands in his.
"Marry me."
It was no longer a question, Lex said it like an obvious offer. Like it had been planned from the start . . . Like he wanted to.
She knew the truth though.
"No," she choked, ripping her hand away.
"What?" he nearly sputtered.
"I'm not going to marry you, Lex."
"Why not?!"
"Because!" She shouted to the potential fiancée on his knees before her. "Why should you have to? This is my problem, Lex. I'm not going to--"
"I want to!"
"Why, exactly, would you want to? I doubt you need a baby -- and it's basket case mother -- tugging on you every five seconds."
"Basket case? I didn't mention Salene," he cracked.
"I'm serious! You think you have to do this because I'm a sputtering mess!"
"It's not like that!"
"But WHY then?"
"Because I don't *mind* you being around me every five seconds, and . . . I'm not sure about this baby thing, but it's got to be easier with the two of us there. I know I'm not going to be great at it-"
Trudy laughed. "Its not that I think your bad at raising kids, you've taken care of KC so well that . . ."
"Then marry me," Lex answered simply. He was still on his knees, throughout their whole fight, he was still on his knees, and she let out a half-crazy laugh at his position.
"_Why_ do you want to marry me? Look at me. Trudy. The same one you've heard be so bottom of the barrel whiny that even *I* got annoyed! The same Trudy who's kept you in front of me for HOURS because you and KC are the only ones I even want to BOTHER with when I'm all pissy and upset! So *why*?"
Lex gave a half-smile and shrugged. "Why not? I like you, you like me, KC likes you, and we're already together all the time. Do you want to marry me?"
"It isn't that simple. You say it like we're trading rooms!"
"Trudy, I was there for HOURS because I wanted to be. You've heard me bitch about everyone we know and you've patted my hand, or laughed, or told me to be nicer! And you aren't whiny, I know whiny, if you were whiny I would have told you shut up."
"Lex."
"Shut up."
Trudy smirked at him, her feelings easing a little at his jokes. Sometimes she hated when he made her feel better. The switch in emotions was obviously beginning to effect her mental faculties because . . .
She looked at him and blinked.
"Come on. Marry me."
What a speech, such was Lex, but . . .
"There's no one else I'd want to marry," she answered honestly and simply. It wasn't one of those sweet nothings; it was just the 'shrug your shoulders' truth.
"So?"
"I can't." Trudy's eyes welled up.
He was the one who held her when she needed it. With a deep breath, she answered him.
"Trudy. Marry me."
She breathed in and out looking down on him, into his eyes, smirking and sincere. Opening her mouth she let the word roll out before she even knew what it was going to be.
"Ok."
~*~
Lex held her hand tightly, she'd been shaking for a while, ever since he'd stood up at her acceptance and hugged her firmly. They weren't exactly sure what to do after you convince someone to marry you, so he took her hand and started to walk through the mall. Lex had a vague idea to find KC, but nothing especially solid so when they walked into the ambush it took them by surprise.
At least it wasn't the Locos.
"You've been starting things without us, I see," he said, pissed off as he looked at everyone. Mallrats stared at them with silent faces. "I know you don't give a bloody fuck, but, I'm the SHERIFF, I have to damned well be INFORMED!" he yelled at Bray.
"This meeting IS for you; we were waiting," Bray said, glaring him down.
"What's going on?" Trudy asked, voice trembling slightly. This was not what she needed right now.
"You and Lex having a baby?"
KC! . . . Everyone knew, in a second the room seemed to tilt. Her mouth opened to nothingness, but Lex was already filling in the words.
"We're also getting married, not that that is the business of anyone but us and KC."
"Not really," Bray told him with irritation. "Someone DOES have to m-"
Trudy blinked and shook her head. Quietly she answered. "Lex and I have chosen to get married, and that's OUR RIGHT."
KC stepped over to Lex, who put an arm around him.
"SO," Lex said, glowering at Bray. Trudy in his hand, KC at his side he stood straight and looked Bray in the eye. "Let's get us up a wedding, eh?"
~*~
Meanwhile, in the Lair of the Locos...
"Zoot... C'mon, baby... you've been all moody lately..." Ebony pouted.
"I'm ALWAYS moody," Zoot snapped back. It was his way, as was Ebony's. He thought she'd be USED to it by now!
"Master, I have a plan," Jaffa announced, bursting into the room.
"You are NOT allowed in the bedchamber when I am here!" Ebony shouted, yanking the covers over herself.
"What is it, Jaff?" Zoot asked, ignoring Ebony and her outraged declaration.
"The Mall Rats. They are the most powerful tribe, correct? We must not take them out, but get them on our SIDE, and then the rest will follow like the stupid sheep that they ARE," Jaffa announced excitedly.
"The LOCOS are the most powerful," Zoot corrected with a tinge of anger in his voice. He regarded Jaffa and shook his head "But, the Mall Rats will not turn."
"Then just kill them," Ebony shrugged, her back to them as she pulled her shirt back on.
"NO."
"Why NOT?" she whined to her king.
"Because I SAID SO!" Zoot thundered, not wanting to go into details of the fact that his own brother was tribe-leader, though everyone knew it. She'd pissed him off enough today. "Now, leave us, Ebony."
"But, Zoot..."
"You HEARD him, wench." Jaffa smirked, making a shooing motion with his hands. "Buh-bye."
Ebony sneered and flipped Jaffa off before flouncing out of the room, thinking silently to herself, 'I'll show them; I will be Queen of the Locos, and I don't NEED a stupid king...'
Lex cringed, then turned around.
"Trudy, good..." he said a bit nervously. "Been looking for you-"
"What exactly did you TELL KC, Lex?" she asked suspiciously. "I thought you told him that I was pregnant-"
"He knows you're pregnant?" Lex asked in surprise.
"Well he does now!" Trudy said, her voice thick with emotion. "I thought you said - then I said - ugh, he knows!"
She fought back the emotions, not wanting to revert to being so weak like she had been. She needed to talk to Lex right now, and she wasn't going to do that by crying into his arms once more.
But he already encircled her.
It felt so good, safe, her perfect haven, but she fought back gasping and rubbing her cheeks.
"What's going on? What did you tell him?" she asked. Lex stepped back, unsure whether to hold her again or give her the space she needed. He spoke instead.
"I told him that I was thinking of asking you a question..." Lex said slowly. "A very IMPORTANT question..."
"Which IS?" she demanded, frustrated with the runaround she seemed trapped in. She sighed and closed her eyes, telling herself to calm down.
It didn't work once she opened her eyes. Her eyes popped wide open in shock as he knelt down in front of her, taking both of her hands in his.
"Marry me."
It was no longer a question, Lex said it like an obvious offer. Like it had been planned from the start . . . Like he wanted to.
She knew the truth though.
"No," she choked, ripping her hand away.
"What?" he nearly sputtered.
"I'm not going to marry you, Lex."
"Why not?!"
"Because!" She shouted to the potential fiancée on his knees before her. "Why should you have to? This is my problem, Lex. I'm not going to--"
"I want to!"
"Why, exactly, would you want to? I doubt you need a baby -- and it's basket case mother -- tugging on you every five seconds."
"Basket case? I didn't mention Salene," he cracked.
"I'm serious! You think you have to do this because I'm a sputtering mess!"
"It's not like that!"
"But WHY then?"
"Because I don't *mind* you being around me every five seconds, and . . . I'm not sure about this baby thing, but it's got to be easier with the two of us there. I know I'm not going to be great at it-"
Trudy laughed. "Its not that I think your bad at raising kids, you've taken care of KC so well that . . ."
"Then marry me," Lex answered simply. He was still on his knees, throughout their whole fight, he was still on his knees, and she let out a half-crazy laugh at his position.
"_Why_ do you want to marry me? Look at me. Trudy. The same one you've heard be so bottom of the barrel whiny that even *I* got annoyed! The same Trudy who's kept you in front of me for HOURS because you and KC are the only ones I even want to BOTHER with when I'm all pissy and upset! So *why*?"
Lex gave a half-smile and shrugged. "Why not? I like you, you like me, KC likes you, and we're already together all the time. Do you want to marry me?"
"It isn't that simple. You say it like we're trading rooms!"
"Trudy, I was there for HOURS because I wanted to be. You've heard me bitch about everyone we know and you've patted my hand, or laughed, or told me to be nicer! And you aren't whiny, I know whiny, if you were whiny I would have told you shut up."
"Lex."
"Shut up."
Trudy smirked at him, her feelings easing a little at his jokes. Sometimes she hated when he made her feel better. The switch in emotions was obviously beginning to effect her mental faculties because . . .
She looked at him and blinked.
"Come on. Marry me."
What a speech, such was Lex, but . . .
"There's no one else I'd want to marry," she answered honestly and simply. It wasn't one of those sweet nothings; it was just the 'shrug your shoulders' truth.
"So?"
"I can't." Trudy's eyes welled up.
He was the one who held her when she needed it. With a deep breath, she answered him.
"Trudy. Marry me."
She breathed in and out looking down on him, into his eyes, smirking and sincere. Opening her mouth she let the word roll out before she even knew what it was going to be.
"Ok."
~*~
Lex held her hand tightly, she'd been shaking for a while, ever since he'd stood up at her acceptance and hugged her firmly. They weren't exactly sure what to do after you convince someone to marry you, so he took her hand and started to walk through the mall. Lex had a vague idea to find KC, but nothing especially solid so when they walked into the ambush it took them by surprise.
At least it wasn't the Locos.
"You've been starting things without us, I see," he said, pissed off as he looked at everyone. Mallrats stared at them with silent faces. "I know you don't give a bloody fuck, but, I'm the SHERIFF, I have to damned well be INFORMED!" he yelled at Bray.
"This meeting IS for you; we were waiting," Bray said, glaring him down.
"What's going on?" Trudy asked, voice trembling slightly. This was not what she needed right now.
"You and Lex having a baby?"
KC! . . . Everyone knew, in a second the room seemed to tilt. Her mouth opened to nothingness, but Lex was already filling in the words.
"We're also getting married, not that that is the business of anyone but us and KC."
"Not really," Bray told him with irritation. "Someone DOES have to m-"
Trudy blinked and shook her head. Quietly she answered. "Lex and I have chosen to get married, and that's OUR RIGHT."
KC stepped over to Lex, who put an arm around him.
"SO," Lex said, glowering at Bray. Trudy in his hand, KC at his side he stood straight and looked Bray in the eye. "Let's get us up a wedding, eh?"
~*~
Meanwhile, in the Lair of the Locos...
"Zoot... C'mon, baby... you've been all moody lately..." Ebony pouted.
"I'm ALWAYS moody," Zoot snapped back. It was his way, as was Ebony's. He thought she'd be USED to it by now!
"Master, I have a plan," Jaffa announced, bursting into the room.
"You are NOT allowed in the bedchamber when I am here!" Ebony shouted, yanking the covers over herself.
"What is it, Jaff?" Zoot asked, ignoring Ebony and her outraged declaration.
"The Mall Rats. They are the most powerful tribe, correct? We must not take them out, but get them on our SIDE, and then the rest will follow like the stupid sheep that they ARE," Jaffa announced excitedly.
"The LOCOS are the most powerful," Zoot corrected with a tinge of anger in his voice. He regarded Jaffa and shook his head "But, the Mall Rats will not turn."
"Then just kill them," Ebony shrugged, her back to them as she pulled her shirt back on.
"NO."
"Why NOT?" she whined to her king.
"Because I SAID SO!" Zoot thundered, not wanting to go into details of the fact that his own brother was tribe-leader, though everyone knew it. She'd pissed him off enough today. "Now, leave us, Ebony."
"But, Zoot..."
"You HEARD him, wench." Jaffa smirked, making a shooing motion with his hands. "Buh-bye."
Ebony sneered and flipped Jaffa off before flouncing out of the room, thinking silently to herself, 'I'll show them; I will be Queen of the Locos, and I don't NEED a stupid king...'