Ok this is my first fan fic EVER. So it might be a little rough and
out of character at first. Please review. Feedback and suggestions would be very helpful. I hope everyone likes it.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own any of the characters from Gone
with the wind. The credit for this goes to Ms. Mitchell. I made up a
few of my own characters though, and added to Ms. Mitchell's plot
line.
Chapter One
Scarlett took down her long black hair from the neat bun it had been
styled in that day. As it fell down the middle of her back; she
massaged her temples in attempt to get rid of the pounding headache
that plagued her all afternoon. Scarlett was interrupted by two
giggling little girls whom were peaking around Scarlett's large
door.
"Now what are you two doing." Scarlett said, more of a statement
than a question. "Hiding." Bonnie declared as both girls ran into
Scarlett's bedroom. "Hiding, from who may I ask?" Scarlett asked
playfully. "Mammy." Pansy streaked as she ran be hide one of the
large draperies. "She says we must take a bath!" Bonnie exclaimed
as she ran for the other drapery. "I see." Scarlett laughed.
The girls always seemed to amuse Scarlett. They took away any trail
or tribulation that was troubling Scarlett's mind. In fact,
Scarlett's headache and completely disappeared. The girls were
completely identical; even we it came down to their soft black hair
that fell just a little past their shoulders and had touch of curl
at the ends. Each freckle matched the others; truefully it amazed
Scarlett that they could look so much alike. The girls had Irish
dissent that was plain to see when looking at them it was not a hard
task to see that they were Gerald O'Hara's granddaughters. Although
the thing that really baffled everyone was the fact that the girl's
eyes were two different colors. Bonnie's was as blue as they could
be and Pansy's were as emerald green as Scarlett's. It made
absolutely no since, even to doctor Meade. The girls, other than
their eyes, looked completely identical, although they acted
completely different. Bonnie was a little Scarlett, in everything
she did, Rhett thought. Pansy though, she was more independent and
present more qualities of Rhett. Still though, she also had a good
bit of Scarlett in her.
Just then Mammy came in. "Were is dey?" Mammy grumbled. "I knows dey
in here." she said as she scanned the room. "Come on ya lil' misses,
don't ya make ya Mammy come lookin' fa ya." Scarlett couldn't count
the times she had heard Mammy say that exact same thing to her as a
child. Scarlett was taken back in thought.
She remembered when she was around eight years old and the Georgia
sun had been beating down for 2 weeks without a trace of rain.
Finally, one day the clouds broke and cool sweet rain fell from the
sky. Scarlett ran outside with her new cotton day dress one. She
splashed in muddy puddles along the driveway. She splattered red
clay mud all over her new dress and she could her Mammy hollering
from the porch. "Now miz Scarlett you comes back in dis house
before yous ruin dat dress. Scarlett smiled a sad smile. Thinking
about those happy times, before the war left its mark on everything,
was hard for her. Just then Scarlett was pulled out of her thoughts
by Mammy's hands clapping together loudly in attempt to scare the
girls out of hiding.
Pansy took off from her hiding place. She ran past Mammy barely
getting out of her clutches. "Run, Bonnie, run." Pansy
yelled. "Bonnie also ran from her hiding place. As fast her stout
legs would carry her. She ran for Scarlett's large door but tripped
falling into someone's strong arms.
"Daddy!" Bonnie cried happily as she looked up to see who caught
her. "What is my precious baby running from?" Rhett asked playfully
as Bonnie hugged his neck tight. "Daddy, daddy." Pansy called as she
skipped happily toward him. "Pansy darlin'." Rhett said in a slow
Charleston draw. Pansy stopped a foot in front of him and smiled
letting her dimples play as she swayed back in forth so that her
dress made a rustling sound. Finally she spoke. "What about Pansy?"
She asked pretending to have her feelings hurt and doing a quite
convincing job. Pansy looked down and began innocently turning her
heal. Rhett smiled knew this act all to well. He swung Pansy up in
his free arm so that now he had both girls in his arms. "You're
taking after your mother, I see, my little actress." Rhett said,
think of how Scarlett could give him one look and he would give her
anything her heart desired.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Scarlett questioned, a since of
humor in her voice. "Not a thing my pet. I simply meant that the
women in my life hold my heart captive." Rhett said looking at both
girls then to Scarlett. Their eyes met for a moment and until Mammy
interrupted them.
"Now mist' Rhett yous be tellin' des gurls dat dey be needn' deir
baths." "So is that why my angles are in hiding?" Rhett
asked. "Yes." Bonnie said playing with his whiskers. "You too?"
Rhett asked in direction to Pansy. Pansy simply nodded her head as
she gently laid it on his shoulder. "Well I don't see why missing one
bath will hurt. They aren't even dirty." Rhett said in defense of
his daughters.
"Don't matter if dey is or dey isn't. Deys still be needn' deir
bath." Mammy said with her lower lip sticking out. "Only white trash
Yankee girls don't take deir baths at nite."
"Now Mammy," Rhett said putting the girls down. "I've known a good
few white trash Yankee girls that have taken quite a number of
baths." Rhett jeered as he leisurely leaned back against the door
frame shifting his weight to one foot.
This caught Scarlett's attention. "What white trash Yankee girls had
he been around?" She thought to herself. "And how would he know if
they took…" Scarlett forced herself to stop mid thought. "No. No. I
will not let the vulgar things that he…" No, Scarlett thought
stomping her foot. She felt herself getting hot with anger and her
headache returning.
Scarlett looked up form her thoughts as she saw Rhett being led out
of the room by Bonnie and Pansy. "Rhett wait I need to talk to you."
Scarlett snapped. Rhett didn't even turn around to answer. "You'll
just have to wait my dear. The women in my life need me." With this
he left the room. All Scarlett wanted to do was hit him as hard as
possible. "Women in his life." Scarlett thought, to think I
actually thought he was talking about me. "That man!" she
thought, "How he could make her furious!"
Scarlett almost forgot Mammy was in the room. When she realized it
she dismissed her and went about taking the throw pillows off her
bed. She took her rage out of the second pillow and threw it across
the room. It landed after striking the door to her closet. She
smiled, thinking that was Rhett's head.
"Mother?" Scarlett heard come from the door. "Mother, may I come
in?" "Yes." Scarlett said. Pansy immerged from the hall and walked
in Scarlett's room. She didn't say anything for a moment, but then
she spoke. "Mother, would you…I mean would you like for me to take
my bath?" "Yes, darling it would make me happy if you would."
Scarlett answered. "Well then I am going to go tell Mammy to draw me
one." Pansy said with a light smile. As pansy headed for the door
again Scarlett stopped her. "Pansy?" Pansy turned to face her
mother. "Pansy, where's your daddy?" Scarlett
asked, wondering if Rhett had told her to come ask Scarlett that. "He's still playing with Bonnie." Pansy replied. With
that Pansy went to find Mammy.
Scarlett realized something tonight. She loved both Bonnie and
Pansy so much, but Bonnie had always favored Rhett and she would
have always chosen Rhett over Scarlett. Although, now Pansy, well
Pansy was Scarlett's. Pansy seemed to favor her now. For some reason
she had always seemed to favor Scarlett. She just had never noticed
it till now. With this new discovery Scarlett crawled in to her bed
with a new found felling of importance.
So what did ya'll think? Keep in mind that I have never written a fan fic. story before. Please read and review.
Hannah
