Down the Road
PG-13, just to be a little more careful.
A/N: I guess it's another small step for Chris, and an agonizing wait for me. Happy brithday, Chris. 9/11/2002
Chapter 6
"Don't make me do this."
"Do it."
"Don't make me do it."
"You have to."
Chris kept on walking, even if his mouth was coaxing himself and Kurt not to tell Stephanie. Of course, his body just wouldn't listen to his mind anymore. "I can't," he said. Finally, he stopped.
"It's either a hundred bucks, and miss your chance forever, or give it a try and have the biggest rollercoaster of your life."
He was right in a way. Hmmm, maybe he could do it. *Pluck up some courage Chris, you're the lion tamer. You don't run away.*
Too many times this happened. It was like deja vu, only that this was deja vu alot of times. However, this was going to be different. It was THE time to come.
"I don't know what to say."
"Just THINK."
Kurt made a rap on the door and escaped behind a bush. "What are you---"
"You're back already?"
"Sorry, I just had a long thought about all this and uh..." He glanced at Kurt at the side who prompted him. "I wanted to have this walk to... think and that during this, this time I've come to a conclusion about some things." Kurt's handsigns and gestures proved to be quite bad. "Firstly, skydiving---" Kurt began to wave his arms. "---is not meant for the people who cut... up rabbits?"
"What?"
"I mean..." His best friend was doing something with his hands. "Cows."
"Cows?" she echoed.
"No, no, I don't mean cows, that's just some stupid lingo I picked up." Kurt slapped his forehead. He began to mouth the words: Tell her, and then made that familiar gesture 'I Love You'. Chris, being the person that he was, couldn't get these messages easily, so he just kept guessing. Then, it hit him like a ton of bricks. An anvil on his head. A piano falling on him.
"Stephanie, I just wanted to say that I love you."
There was that silence again. That eerie, stupid, time-for-you-to-panic silence. Was she freaking out? Did he do the right thing? Could she see Kurt from where she was?
"Oh Chris, I love you too," she said, giving him a big hug. Somehow, this didn't seem quite right. Where was that big kiss? That breakdown she would have and the confused feelings? Kurt waited. And waited and waited for the moment, but it never came. Not even close. "It was so nice of you to tell me."
"No problem..." he said, filled with absolute disappointment. She took it the wrong way, didn't she? She thought it was in that friend to friend manner. Kurt sat backwards and gave him the finger. Chris gave one right back, but not after the hug was done.
"So, what else is new?" Stephanie said. "I thought of some new stuff to write about. I guess. Give me an opinion, hmm?"
"Sure, but I'll see you inside in a few seconds." She nodded, then went back in.
"You DUMBASS!" Kurt whispered harshly. "I've fallin IN LOVE. IN LOVE! Not I love you! IN frickin' LOVE!"
"Calm down man. Please. Whoo. I mean, WHOA. That was one big moment."
"What are you so relieved about? She thinks now that you're her best friend! And best friends NEVER get together! I mean, look at me."
"Hey---"
"And I do NOT mean it that way." Kurt scratched his head. "I guess, you owe me a hundred tomorrow."
"We'll see about that."
***
Today was different altogether. It was a whole new attempt, and that bet, was his. HIS. He was so confident about it that he would want to laugh more madly than how his alter egos would. The week somehow changed when it came to an end, and Chris was that change. He hoped.
"I have a plan that's far better than any that you've ever thought up of, my dear friend. I suppose that you still think that I'm not going to make it, aren't you?" Kurt shrugged. This was basically the same plan after all, just that it happened to have a little changes here and there that he wouldn't let Kurt know. "I happen to have two playscripts right here."
"Oh no," he said. "Do you have a Plan B?"
"I have SO many brilliant plans that they all end until Plan G."
"So what if Plan G doesn't work?"
"...Then I'll figure something else out."
"Really?" He rose a brow. "Look, don't trick her into doing all that. It's just really dishonest. I mean, what happened to your integrity? I thought you said you had if not the same, more than I do."
"I know. But it's just once. That doesn't mean---"
"I does mean something."
"Fine! If you have a better plan than all of mine ALTOGETHER, I'll follow yours!"
Kurt sighed. "What day is it today?"
"Saturday. Why?"
"No! I mean what DAY is it today?" Chris looked at him quizzically. Kurt gave a big heavy sigh. "You're really the king of dumbasses, aren't you?"
"What?"
"You don't even know its your birthday today."
"It is?" he thought hard. "Oh yeah. It is. Well, that's cool."
"Then use the opportunity to get your bet honestly!"
"What?"
"You're so very stupid, you know that?" He was waving his arms around. He always did that when he was frustrated. "...Look, you can leave the rest to me."
"To you? Hey, its supposed to be a bet. You're helping me..."
"Look at it this way: I'm paying you to kiss her."
Chris stopped. "Uhh, okay, since you put it that way."
"Good," Kurt replied.
***
Kurt knocked on Stephanie's door. What was he doing? He was just caring too much for his friends, that's what. But in a way, it was a good thing. Kurt Angle, Olympic Gold Medallist and Motivator. Wow, that had a ring to it. Or Kurt Angle, Olympic Gold Medallist, Motivator and Great, Honest, Intelligent Friend. Now that was a title.
"Hey, Kurt! What're you doing here? Chris told me he was with you."
"He's still at my place. I need you to do something for me."
"Sure, what?"
"Can I..." he gestured into her house.
"Oh, yeah... Sure." She pushed the door open a little wider for him to enter. "Have a seat."
"I don't know if you know this, but it's Chris' birthday today... And I want you to do something for me. Well, more like for him."
"...Okay," she said uneasily.
***
What was he up to? Kurt's plan could NOT have been any better than all his other plans.
Stephanie started towards him, with a decent smile on her face. Kurt was behind her, arms folded and rubbing his eyes to pretend not to notice.
"George Washington," Kurt mouthed behind her, giving Chris a peek of the green. His eyes went wide.
In the afternoon, Chris always felt a little woozy here and there, probably because of not catching enough sleep. This was bound to wake him up.
"Chris I realise from Kurt that today's your birthday... I didn't know. Either that or I have incredibly bad memory. I'm sorry. So, to make it up, Kurt suggested something, and he insisted on something, so..."
When he felt her lips on his, he was positive that his eyeballs were somewhere on the floor, or that smoke was coming out of his ears. He reacted, she reacted... You get the picture.
"Okay kids, I think that's enough," Kurt told the two, wanting to do something. "I don't want to have nightmares. Plus I don't want my best friend to drool all day from this day forward."
Stephanie broke the kiss. "But that's not the point."
"That is a very good point. It takes a hard time cleaning up my floors, okay?"
Chris was practically frozen. His muscles were stiff and all bodily functions stopped. "Hey man, are you okay?"
"Huh?"
"You know what Steph? I think you should leave us alone for a while."
"Whatever for?"
"Just..." As soon as she was shooed away, Kurt stood in front of his friend and waved his hands about. "Hello?"
"Dude! Did you just see that?"
"Yes I did. And because of that, I keep Mr Washington in my pocket."
"Hey! That's not fair. Why do you get keep the bill?"
"Because I supervised the plan." HE straightened the note and folded it neatly in half to stuff in his jeans pocket. "It's only fair."
"No it's not. Okay, fine, get me two boxes of pizza and twenty bucks that I can eat a whole box faster than you do without puking it up ten minutes after."
"You're on."
~*~
A/N: Sigh, happy birthday Jericho. I'll update ASAP... :P:\.
PG-13, just to be a little more careful.
A/N: I guess it's another small step for Chris, and an agonizing wait for me. Happy brithday, Chris. 9/11/2002
Chapter 6
"Don't make me do this."
"Do it."
"Don't make me do it."
"You have to."
Chris kept on walking, even if his mouth was coaxing himself and Kurt not to tell Stephanie. Of course, his body just wouldn't listen to his mind anymore. "I can't," he said. Finally, he stopped.
"It's either a hundred bucks, and miss your chance forever, or give it a try and have the biggest rollercoaster of your life."
He was right in a way. Hmmm, maybe he could do it. *Pluck up some courage Chris, you're the lion tamer. You don't run away.*
Too many times this happened. It was like deja vu, only that this was deja vu alot of times. However, this was going to be different. It was THE time to come.
"I don't know what to say."
"Just THINK."
Kurt made a rap on the door and escaped behind a bush. "What are you---"
"You're back already?"
"Sorry, I just had a long thought about all this and uh..." He glanced at Kurt at the side who prompted him. "I wanted to have this walk to... think and that during this, this time I've come to a conclusion about some things." Kurt's handsigns and gestures proved to be quite bad. "Firstly, skydiving---" Kurt began to wave his arms. "---is not meant for the people who cut... up rabbits?"
"What?"
"I mean..." His best friend was doing something with his hands. "Cows."
"Cows?" she echoed.
"No, no, I don't mean cows, that's just some stupid lingo I picked up." Kurt slapped his forehead. He began to mouth the words: Tell her, and then made that familiar gesture 'I Love You'. Chris, being the person that he was, couldn't get these messages easily, so he just kept guessing. Then, it hit him like a ton of bricks. An anvil on his head. A piano falling on him.
"Stephanie, I just wanted to say that I love you."
There was that silence again. That eerie, stupid, time-for-you-to-panic silence. Was she freaking out? Did he do the right thing? Could she see Kurt from where she was?
"Oh Chris, I love you too," she said, giving him a big hug. Somehow, this didn't seem quite right. Where was that big kiss? That breakdown she would have and the confused feelings? Kurt waited. And waited and waited for the moment, but it never came. Not even close. "It was so nice of you to tell me."
"No problem..." he said, filled with absolute disappointment. She took it the wrong way, didn't she? She thought it was in that friend to friend manner. Kurt sat backwards and gave him the finger. Chris gave one right back, but not after the hug was done.
"So, what else is new?" Stephanie said. "I thought of some new stuff to write about. I guess. Give me an opinion, hmm?"
"Sure, but I'll see you inside in a few seconds." She nodded, then went back in.
"You DUMBASS!" Kurt whispered harshly. "I've fallin IN LOVE. IN LOVE! Not I love you! IN frickin' LOVE!"
"Calm down man. Please. Whoo. I mean, WHOA. That was one big moment."
"What are you so relieved about? She thinks now that you're her best friend! And best friends NEVER get together! I mean, look at me."
"Hey---"
"And I do NOT mean it that way." Kurt scratched his head. "I guess, you owe me a hundred tomorrow."
"We'll see about that."
***
Today was different altogether. It was a whole new attempt, and that bet, was his. HIS. He was so confident about it that he would want to laugh more madly than how his alter egos would. The week somehow changed when it came to an end, and Chris was that change. He hoped.
"I have a plan that's far better than any that you've ever thought up of, my dear friend. I suppose that you still think that I'm not going to make it, aren't you?" Kurt shrugged. This was basically the same plan after all, just that it happened to have a little changes here and there that he wouldn't let Kurt know. "I happen to have two playscripts right here."
"Oh no," he said. "Do you have a Plan B?"
"I have SO many brilliant plans that they all end until Plan G."
"So what if Plan G doesn't work?"
"...Then I'll figure something else out."
"Really?" He rose a brow. "Look, don't trick her into doing all that. It's just really dishonest. I mean, what happened to your integrity? I thought you said you had if not the same, more than I do."
"I know. But it's just once. That doesn't mean---"
"I does mean something."
"Fine! If you have a better plan than all of mine ALTOGETHER, I'll follow yours!"
Kurt sighed. "What day is it today?"
"Saturday. Why?"
"No! I mean what DAY is it today?" Chris looked at him quizzically. Kurt gave a big heavy sigh. "You're really the king of dumbasses, aren't you?"
"What?"
"You don't even know its your birthday today."
"It is?" he thought hard. "Oh yeah. It is. Well, that's cool."
"Then use the opportunity to get your bet honestly!"
"What?"
"You're so very stupid, you know that?" He was waving his arms around. He always did that when he was frustrated. "...Look, you can leave the rest to me."
"To you? Hey, its supposed to be a bet. You're helping me..."
"Look at it this way: I'm paying you to kiss her."
Chris stopped. "Uhh, okay, since you put it that way."
"Good," Kurt replied.
***
Kurt knocked on Stephanie's door. What was he doing? He was just caring too much for his friends, that's what. But in a way, it was a good thing. Kurt Angle, Olympic Gold Medallist and Motivator. Wow, that had a ring to it. Or Kurt Angle, Olympic Gold Medallist, Motivator and Great, Honest, Intelligent Friend. Now that was a title.
"Hey, Kurt! What're you doing here? Chris told me he was with you."
"He's still at my place. I need you to do something for me."
"Sure, what?"
"Can I..." he gestured into her house.
"Oh, yeah... Sure." She pushed the door open a little wider for him to enter. "Have a seat."
"I don't know if you know this, but it's Chris' birthday today... And I want you to do something for me. Well, more like for him."
"...Okay," she said uneasily.
***
What was he up to? Kurt's plan could NOT have been any better than all his other plans.
Stephanie started towards him, with a decent smile on her face. Kurt was behind her, arms folded and rubbing his eyes to pretend not to notice.
"George Washington," Kurt mouthed behind her, giving Chris a peek of the green. His eyes went wide.
In the afternoon, Chris always felt a little woozy here and there, probably because of not catching enough sleep. This was bound to wake him up.
"Chris I realise from Kurt that today's your birthday... I didn't know. Either that or I have incredibly bad memory. I'm sorry. So, to make it up, Kurt suggested something, and he insisted on something, so..."
When he felt her lips on his, he was positive that his eyeballs were somewhere on the floor, or that smoke was coming out of his ears. He reacted, she reacted... You get the picture.
"Okay kids, I think that's enough," Kurt told the two, wanting to do something. "I don't want to have nightmares. Plus I don't want my best friend to drool all day from this day forward."
Stephanie broke the kiss. "But that's not the point."
"That is a very good point. It takes a hard time cleaning up my floors, okay?"
Chris was practically frozen. His muscles were stiff and all bodily functions stopped. "Hey man, are you okay?"
"Huh?"
"You know what Steph? I think you should leave us alone for a while."
"Whatever for?"
"Just..." As soon as she was shooed away, Kurt stood in front of his friend and waved his hands about. "Hello?"
"Dude! Did you just see that?"
"Yes I did. And because of that, I keep Mr Washington in my pocket."
"Hey! That's not fair. Why do you get keep the bill?"
"Because I supervised the plan." HE straightened the note and folded it neatly in half to stuff in his jeans pocket. "It's only fair."
"No it's not. Okay, fine, get me two boxes of pizza and twenty bucks that I can eat a whole box faster than you do without puking it up ten minutes after."
"You're on."
~*~
A/N: Sigh, happy birthday Jericho. I'll update ASAP... :P:\.