Note: Some information on this fanfic; like dates, places and names, might
go against information given in the original show. Keep in mind this is fan
FICTION.
"Before We Loved Lucy"
Chapter 3 "Fred & Ethel"
It had been three months since Ethel had joined the vaudeville group. Her first show, which took place in Dallas, was a success. Afterwards, the public would stand in line for over half an hour to meet that adorable and talented girl. Right now, they were in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, where the group met the same success they were used to.
Ethel was having the best time of her life. She was doing what she loved, and she was good at it. Of course, she missed her parents and her dear friend Lily, but they would always write to each other and exchange pictures.
Besides that, the friends she had made in the group always were there with her. They were like a big family, and everyone helped each other. She really liked all those people. But there was a special person she liked a little more: a young man named Fred Mertz. Since she arrived there, Fred had always been so nice to her. Sometimes she felt he was interested on her, but she didn't have the nerve to ask him out.
One day, she was in her hotel room sewing a dress she was going to wear on that night's show, when someone knocked on her door.
"Hi, Ethel." Fred said when she opened the door.
"Oh, hello, Fred. What a nice surprise."
"Do you need something?" Ethel asked after a moment of silence.
"Yeah," Fred said, stuttering a little. "I was wondering if you didn't want to go to a movie tonight. After the show."
"Oh," Ethel said surprised. "Of course, I'd love to."
"Well, the show will end at about midnight and a half, can I pick you up here at one o'clock?"
"That sounds perfect."
After Fred left, Ethel got back to her dress. But she couldn't concentrate anymore, so excited she was with that date. As she was sewing, she thought about the dress she was going to wear on that night. "Maybe the blue one... no, the blue one makes me look fat. I know, the green one, which matches with my eyes... Oh!" She screamed. She was so distracted she hurt herself with the needle.
Later that night, Ethel was getting ready for her date with Fred. She had chosen the green dress after all, the one that had the same color of her eyes. She looked at the clock in the wall. 1:03. "Oh, my God, he can't stand me up," She thought, horrified.
After about 30 seconds, she heard very strong steps on the hall and then a knock on her door. It was Fred.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," He said.
"That's OK. You didn't have to run."
"I was running away from Charles. He wanted to talk to me about my show, and you know how these talks with him can take hours."
"Yeah, that's true," Ethel said smiling. "But why didn't you tell him you had other plans?"
"Oh, I wasn't sure he was going to like you and me going on a date."
"Why? Is there some kind of policy against it?"
"Not that I know," Fred answered, laughing. "But there hasn't been any dates among group members, so, maybe... well, that doesn't matter. Let's talk about better things."
So, they talked and laughed a lot until they arrived at the movie theater. There, they watched a beautiful and romantic movie, which Ethel loved.
"That's a wonderful movie you chose," Ethel said as they were leaving the theater.
"I was sure you were going to like it."
"Why? You don't know me that well." She said, in a flirtatious voice.
"Well, I pay a lot of attention to you," Fred answered, making Ethel blush.
After that night, they went on many other dates, and soon they couldn't keep a secret from the group that they were going steady. Unlike Fred thought, Charles loved the idea of having a couple in the group. Needless to say, everyone was extremely pleased when, six months after, Fred and Ethel announced that they were going to get married within one month.
The day of the wedding arrived quickly, and everyone was busy making the arrangements. They were now in Raleigh, North Carolina, but Ethel's parents and her friend Lily came from Albuquerque to be at the ceremony.
"Do you think I look good?" Ethel asked Lily, who was going to be her bridesmaid.
"Ethel, you've asked me this a hundred times in the last fifteen minutes," Lily said, chuckling. "Again, you look fabulous. Now, relax a little."
"I'm so nervous. I'm so afraid something will go wrong."
"You've got the wedding jitters, dear... don't worry, everything will be fine. You should see the party out there, it's amazing." Lily said, finishing Ethel's hair.
The moment arrived and the wedding began. Fred and Ethel both looked beautiful and you could see in their eyes they were the happiest people in the world. The ceremony went fine, and the party started. Everyone danced all night. Charles was one of the people who enjoyed the party the most.
After tow hours, Fred called Ethel and said that they should sneak out of there.
"Oh, we can't now." "Why? I thought you wanted to be with me," Fred said, playfully angry.
"Of course I do, but you haven't eaten the chocolate mousse."
"Oh, what a terrible sin."
"I was the one who made it. I never cooked for you, you have to try it. Come on." Ethel said pulling Fred to the kitchen where the desserts were. She took one of the small bowls of the fridge and gave it to Fred.
"Try it," She said anxious for his opinion.
Fred tried the mousse and it was really good. However, he waited until he finished to give his opinion, just to play with Ethel.
"So?" She asked when he finished.
"So... It is... wonderful. Well done, Mrs. Ethel Mertz."
"Before We Loved Lucy"
Chapter 3 "Fred & Ethel"
It had been three months since Ethel had joined the vaudeville group. Her first show, which took place in Dallas, was a success. Afterwards, the public would stand in line for over half an hour to meet that adorable and talented girl. Right now, they were in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, where the group met the same success they were used to.
Ethel was having the best time of her life. She was doing what she loved, and she was good at it. Of course, she missed her parents and her dear friend Lily, but they would always write to each other and exchange pictures.
Besides that, the friends she had made in the group always were there with her. They were like a big family, and everyone helped each other. She really liked all those people. But there was a special person she liked a little more: a young man named Fred Mertz. Since she arrived there, Fred had always been so nice to her. Sometimes she felt he was interested on her, but she didn't have the nerve to ask him out.
One day, she was in her hotel room sewing a dress she was going to wear on that night's show, when someone knocked on her door.
"Hi, Ethel." Fred said when she opened the door.
"Oh, hello, Fred. What a nice surprise."
"Do you need something?" Ethel asked after a moment of silence.
"Yeah," Fred said, stuttering a little. "I was wondering if you didn't want to go to a movie tonight. After the show."
"Oh," Ethel said surprised. "Of course, I'd love to."
"Well, the show will end at about midnight and a half, can I pick you up here at one o'clock?"
"That sounds perfect."
After Fred left, Ethel got back to her dress. But she couldn't concentrate anymore, so excited she was with that date. As she was sewing, she thought about the dress she was going to wear on that night. "Maybe the blue one... no, the blue one makes me look fat. I know, the green one, which matches with my eyes... Oh!" She screamed. She was so distracted she hurt herself with the needle.
Later that night, Ethel was getting ready for her date with Fred. She had chosen the green dress after all, the one that had the same color of her eyes. She looked at the clock in the wall. 1:03. "Oh, my God, he can't stand me up," She thought, horrified.
After about 30 seconds, she heard very strong steps on the hall and then a knock on her door. It was Fred.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," He said.
"That's OK. You didn't have to run."
"I was running away from Charles. He wanted to talk to me about my show, and you know how these talks with him can take hours."
"Yeah, that's true," Ethel said smiling. "But why didn't you tell him you had other plans?"
"Oh, I wasn't sure he was going to like you and me going on a date."
"Why? Is there some kind of policy against it?"
"Not that I know," Fred answered, laughing. "But there hasn't been any dates among group members, so, maybe... well, that doesn't matter. Let's talk about better things."
So, they talked and laughed a lot until they arrived at the movie theater. There, they watched a beautiful and romantic movie, which Ethel loved.
"That's a wonderful movie you chose," Ethel said as they were leaving the theater.
"I was sure you were going to like it."
"Why? You don't know me that well." She said, in a flirtatious voice.
"Well, I pay a lot of attention to you," Fred answered, making Ethel blush.
After that night, they went on many other dates, and soon they couldn't keep a secret from the group that they were going steady. Unlike Fred thought, Charles loved the idea of having a couple in the group. Needless to say, everyone was extremely pleased when, six months after, Fred and Ethel announced that they were going to get married within one month.
The day of the wedding arrived quickly, and everyone was busy making the arrangements. They were now in Raleigh, North Carolina, but Ethel's parents and her friend Lily came from Albuquerque to be at the ceremony.
"Do you think I look good?" Ethel asked Lily, who was going to be her bridesmaid.
"Ethel, you've asked me this a hundred times in the last fifteen minutes," Lily said, chuckling. "Again, you look fabulous. Now, relax a little."
"I'm so nervous. I'm so afraid something will go wrong."
"You've got the wedding jitters, dear... don't worry, everything will be fine. You should see the party out there, it's amazing." Lily said, finishing Ethel's hair.
The moment arrived and the wedding began. Fred and Ethel both looked beautiful and you could see in their eyes they were the happiest people in the world. The ceremony went fine, and the party started. Everyone danced all night. Charles was one of the people who enjoyed the party the most.
After tow hours, Fred called Ethel and said that they should sneak out of there.
"Oh, we can't now." "Why? I thought you wanted to be with me," Fred said, playfully angry.
"Of course I do, but you haven't eaten the chocolate mousse."
"Oh, what a terrible sin."
"I was the one who made it. I never cooked for you, you have to try it. Come on." Ethel said pulling Fred to the kitchen where the desserts were. She took one of the small bowls of the fridge and gave it to Fred.
"Try it," She said anxious for his opinion.
Fred tried the mousse and it was really good. However, he waited until he finished to give his opinion, just to play with Ethel.
"So?" She asked when he finished.
"So... It is... wonderful. Well done, Mrs. Ethel Mertz."