Summary: Just a quick chapter about the two getting a promotion...
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Desiree was surprised that her brother returned to work the next morning. He was back to his usual, sarcastic, quiet self. When asked to do things, he didn't complain and so she did the same in return. The morning went by musically as the two worked together and by two that afternoon they were done with two days work. Gero was especially impressed by this and wondered if his granddaughter's break up could have been just the extra, desperate push he needed.
"We're done for today sir, can we go?" asked Desiree, setting the several files down onto his oak desk. He grinned to the twins fondly. "Well of course. But...I have one request?" The two glanced to one another before nodding in unison. "Yes?" Gero rose up and placed the finished files into his filing cabinet. "Since you two have worked so well under certain circumstances," he glanced to Dameon, "I suppose we should discuss a promotion." Desiree's eyes lit up while as Dameon hid his own excitement.
"Shall we say...seven?"
Desiree nodded. "Of course." The three had a few parting words before the twins headed home. Desiree followed behind her brother and couldn't resist the urge any longer. She dug about her purse before her hand found her cell phone. She pressed speed dial for her brother's own phone. She watched through his tinted windows as he answered.
"What do you think the promotion is?"
Dameon turned left onto the highway. "Well there isn't anything higher than us so it can't be too big." Desiree rolled her eyes as the two sped down the interstate towards home. "Yeah but he's taking us to dinner? It must be big." Dameon shrugged. "We'll just have to wait then, huh?" Desiree chuckled. "Fine. I'll meet you at the house." Dameon frowned. "Where are you going?" He glanced in his rear view mirror as she changed lanes.
"Well a special occasion calls for a special dress."
Dameon hung up as a small laugh escaped his throat. He got off the interstate and headed to his home. He would have loved for Fiona to hear about this promotion...but she dumped him. He swallowed away any emotion that tried to resurface and ignored it completely. He didn't need this right now. He should have listened to Desiree from the beginning and forgotten her. He turned into his driveway with a bit of uneasiness.
"Try and park a lil' better next time?" hissed his father as he opened the garage. Dameon blew off his father's words and headed inside. "Hi Dameon," greeted his mother. He cast her a dazzling smirk. "Well what's with the...smile?" she asked with a grin just as worthy as his own. "Promotional dinner tonight, that's all." Meryl cackled a proud laugh. "About time!" she smiled, patting his shoulder.
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"Well miss, this will look absolutely stunning on that perfect figure of yours."
Desiree pulled the crimson dress over her slender curves. She stepped out into the three-way mirror and smirked at her own beauty. She twirled a bit as the sleek gown held to her body. "If it isn't too bold ma'am, you look absolutely perfect in that!" Desiree grinned to the plump sales lady with a modest smile. "Sexy, that's for sure." Desiree jumped at the sound of a familiar voice.
It was the incredible Keith that she'd been crushing over for quite some time. He grinned behind reckless bangs, his eyes suggesting much more than his words. "The dress of course," he answered to the sales lady's disgusted eyes. Desiree pulled her eyes from his own and examined herself in the mirror. "What's the occasion?" he asked. She turned to him with flirtatious eyes. "I'm having dinner with my boss." Keith chuckled. "For what?" Desiree turned away, giving him a quick glance at her tender curves.
"My brother and I are getting a promotion."
Keith nodded. "Impressive." She turned to him. "The dress or my job?" Keith shrugged. "Pick one." Desiree laughed softly. "Well, if you don't mind. I have to go get ready." Keith waited as she changed back into her slacks and blouse. "Well, I was thinking about this weekend." Desiree's breath caught. "Don't...don't you have a girlfriend, Keith?" He loved the way his name came from her lips.
"No...not for awhile now."
Desiree grinned to herself as she exitted the small closet sized room, the dress securely draped over her arm. She smiled. "Are you asking me on a date?" Keith shrugged casually. "Perhaps." Desiree sighed, walking past him. "Well I like a man who knows what he's doing." Keith jogged to catch up with her quick and sleek stride. "Then yes, I am asking you on a date." Desiree smiled to the clerk as she pulled out her credit card. "So do you want to?" Desiree thanked the woman before heading to the store's exit. She turned to him. "Perhaps."
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"C'mon Desiree, we're late already!" growled Dameon as he banged on the bathroom door. "Dameon! Stop it!" snapped Meryl. Dameon turned to her. "We're going to be late and she's still not done 'primping!!" Meryl chuckled. "My you have my temper, don't you?" Dameon turned back to the door as it opened. His sister's beautiful face appeared with an irriated glare on it. "Your damn watch is ten mintues fast so we're fine!" She pushed past him and downstairs.
"Calm down," laughed Meryl as her son stormed behind his sister.
"What are you doing?"
Desiree looked up. "Well it will be easier if we take one car and I want to drive." Dameon didn't have the energy nor the time to argue, so he slouched in the passenger seat and let his sister pull his baby out of the driveway and onto the highway. "You know where this place is?" Desiree cut her eyes. "Of course I do, I've been here twice."
"Can I ask why you've been to the Golden Leaf twice?"
Desiree chuckled as she turned. "Well, I do date you know." Dameon shrugged. "Didn't know robots could date." Desiree frowned. "How am I a robot?" Dameon sighed. "Well you haven't been socially active for nearly three months now. I say that can be considered a robot in my opinion." Desiree rolled her eyes as she pulled into the luxury filled parking lot.
She paid the valet and turned to Dameon, holding out her arm. He looked from her arm to her eyes. "Are you serious?" Desiree rolled her eyes once again and grabbed his arm. "I'm in a good mood, don't spoil it," she spat as she led him inside.
Dameon laughed softly as the two entered. "Here goes nothing," he whispered to her. With that the two headed to Gero's table.
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A/N: This was pretty short, I know. The next chapter will be longer, I can assure you. Can ya guess what the promotion is? Huh? LOL :P
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Desiree was surprised that her brother returned to work the next morning. He was back to his usual, sarcastic, quiet self. When asked to do things, he didn't complain and so she did the same in return. The morning went by musically as the two worked together and by two that afternoon they were done with two days work. Gero was especially impressed by this and wondered if his granddaughter's break up could have been just the extra, desperate push he needed.
"We're done for today sir, can we go?" asked Desiree, setting the several files down onto his oak desk. He grinned to the twins fondly. "Well of course. But...I have one request?" The two glanced to one another before nodding in unison. "Yes?" Gero rose up and placed the finished files into his filing cabinet. "Since you two have worked so well under certain circumstances," he glanced to Dameon, "I suppose we should discuss a promotion." Desiree's eyes lit up while as Dameon hid his own excitement.
"Shall we say...seven?"
Desiree nodded. "Of course." The three had a few parting words before the twins headed home. Desiree followed behind her brother and couldn't resist the urge any longer. She dug about her purse before her hand found her cell phone. She pressed speed dial for her brother's own phone. She watched through his tinted windows as he answered.
"What do you think the promotion is?"
Dameon turned left onto the highway. "Well there isn't anything higher than us so it can't be too big." Desiree rolled her eyes as the two sped down the interstate towards home. "Yeah but he's taking us to dinner? It must be big." Dameon shrugged. "We'll just have to wait then, huh?" Desiree chuckled. "Fine. I'll meet you at the house." Dameon frowned. "Where are you going?" He glanced in his rear view mirror as she changed lanes.
"Well a special occasion calls for a special dress."
Dameon hung up as a small laugh escaped his throat. He got off the interstate and headed to his home. He would have loved for Fiona to hear about this promotion...but she dumped him. He swallowed away any emotion that tried to resurface and ignored it completely. He didn't need this right now. He should have listened to Desiree from the beginning and forgotten her. He turned into his driveway with a bit of uneasiness.
"Try and park a lil' better next time?" hissed his father as he opened the garage. Dameon blew off his father's words and headed inside. "Hi Dameon," greeted his mother. He cast her a dazzling smirk. "Well what's with the...smile?" she asked with a grin just as worthy as his own. "Promotional dinner tonight, that's all." Meryl cackled a proud laugh. "About time!" she smiled, patting his shoulder.
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"Well miss, this will look absolutely stunning on that perfect figure of yours."
Desiree pulled the crimson dress over her slender curves. She stepped out into the three-way mirror and smirked at her own beauty. She twirled a bit as the sleek gown held to her body. "If it isn't too bold ma'am, you look absolutely perfect in that!" Desiree grinned to the plump sales lady with a modest smile. "Sexy, that's for sure." Desiree jumped at the sound of a familiar voice.
It was the incredible Keith that she'd been crushing over for quite some time. He grinned behind reckless bangs, his eyes suggesting much more than his words. "The dress of course," he answered to the sales lady's disgusted eyes. Desiree pulled her eyes from his own and examined herself in the mirror. "What's the occasion?" he asked. She turned to him with flirtatious eyes. "I'm having dinner with my boss." Keith chuckled. "For what?" Desiree turned away, giving him a quick glance at her tender curves.
"My brother and I are getting a promotion."
Keith nodded. "Impressive." She turned to him. "The dress or my job?" Keith shrugged. "Pick one." Desiree laughed softly. "Well, if you don't mind. I have to go get ready." Keith waited as she changed back into her slacks and blouse. "Well, I was thinking about this weekend." Desiree's breath caught. "Don't...don't you have a girlfriend, Keith?" He loved the way his name came from her lips.
"No...not for awhile now."
Desiree grinned to herself as she exitted the small closet sized room, the dress securely draped over her arm. She smiled. "Are you asking me on a date?" Keith shrugged casually. "Perhaps." Desiree sighed, walking past him. "Well I like a man who knows what he's doing." Keith jogged to catch up with her quick and sleek stride. "Then yes, I am asking you on a date." Desiree smiled to the clerk as she pulled out her credit card. "So do you want to?" Desiree thanked the woman before heading to the store's exit. She turned to him. "Perhaps."
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"C'mon Desiree, we're late already!" growled Dameon as he banged on the bathroom door. "Dameon! Stop it!" snapped Meryl. Dameon turned to her. "We're going to be late and she's still not done 'primping!!" Meryl chuckled. "My you have my temper, don't you?" Dameon turned back to the door as it opened. His sister's beautiful face appeared with an irriated glare on it. "Your damn watch is ten mintues fast so we're fine!" She pushed past him and downstairs.
"Calm down," laughed Meryl as her son stormed behind his sister.
"What are you doing?"
Desiree looked up. "Well it will be easier if we take one car and I want to drive." Dameon didn't have the energy nor the time to argue, so he slouched in the passenger seat and let his sister pull his baby out of the driveway and onto the highway. "You know where this place is?" Desiree cut her eyes. "Of course I do, I've been here twice."
"Can I ask why you've been to the Golden Leaf twice?"
Desiree chuckled as she turned. "Well, I do date you know." Dameon shrugged. "Didn't know robots could date." Desiree frowned. "How am I a robot?" Dameon sighed. "Well you haven't been socially active for nearly three months now. I say that can be considered a robot in my opinion." Desiree rolled her eyes as she pulled into the luxury filled parking lot.
She paid the valet and turned to Dameon, holding out her arm. He looked from her arm to her eyes. "Are you serious?" Desiree rolled her eyes once again and grabbed his arm. "I'm in a good mood, don't spoil it," she spat as she led him inside.
Dameon laughed softly as the two entered. "Here goes nothing," he whispered to her. With that the two headed to Gero's table.
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A/N: This was pretty short, I know. The next chapter will be longer, I can assure you. Can ya guess what the promotion is? Huh? LOL :P