Year 1904 – 5- BIG news
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Looking in the mirror, Isabelle put on some more blush and she puckered her red lips as she smacked on some lipstick. Looking down, she looked at her lower belle and made an odd face thinking of ever getting pregnant.
"If I was ever to get pregnant, I guess it wouldn't be so bad." She said feeling how flat her stomach was and then shrugged her shoulders, as she suddenly felt lonely. Looking out her window, she saw it was overcast and she sighed as she then quickly threw on her coat and went to see Bart.
Walking past a bunch of men, one stopped her and she spun around.
"Please keep your filthy fingers off of my body." She snapped as he stumbled over to her.
"And what a nice little tramp you are." He burped, he was obviously drunk, and it was so early in the afternoon.
"I am not a tramp, now if you excuse me I have to get to my boyfriend." Isabelle then said as she turned around and he quickly grabbed her butt as she spun around again and smacked him twice across the face and ran across the street.
"Oh ill get you back for that." The drunken man snarled under his breath as he watched her walk away back into the distance.
"What do you say if we draw Mim into a trap and then smother her and cut her throat."
Ms. Go said sitting on top of Bart's desk and looking deep into his eyes.
Raising one eyebrow he pushed his chair back a bit because it was like Ms. Go was seducing him on.
"Yah know Ms. Go, I never really thought you would be the 'killing' type." Bartholomew said in a relaxed tone.
"I know, but you seem to be." She growled as she hopped off his desk knowing her plan didn't make him pleased.
"Well, I think right now, Professor Demense is our main focus†now if you excuse me, I would like some time alone." Bart said, not knowing what he was going to do with his time. He needed a job, a job that he could make money off of.
"Alright, ill leave because you're getting snippy anyway." Ms. Go snapped as she walked out and closed the door behind him.
"Get me some coffee while you're at it!" Bart roared because she was already gone, but she didn't answer.
"I miss Isabelle." He sighed,
"I miss Bart." She sighed to herself as she then walked down the alleyway that lead to his hidden lair.
Taking a deep breath she knocked on the door and Ms. Go opened it.
"Isabelle!?" She said in a disgusted voice.
"Samantha." Isabelle said as she walked right past her and let herself in.
"Where is my Bartyboo?" Isabelle said looking around the room and noticing how dusty the lair was.
"His name Is Bartholomew and he likes to be called,"
"What's going on in here?" Bart then said as he entered the room and he saw Isabelle and smiled.
"Oh Bart!" She said running over to him and kissing him.
"What, what are you doing here? Are you ok?" Bart asked concerned as Ms. Go's eyes turned to slits.
"Yes, I'm fine, I just miss you that's all." Isabelle said flirting with Bart and playing with his black spider like hair.
"Hehehehe, you know I'm busy in the daytime, but when nightfall's I am all you're." He laughed and growled in her ear as she laughed and started to kiss him uncontrollably.
"Ew gross, just wait till I leave the room alright?" Ms. Go said as she stormed out and slammed the door shut in her room.
'I hate when she comes over.' Ms. Go puffed as steam shot fairly out of her ears and she walked around in circles.
'But, I mean she is HIS girlfriend and there is nothing I can do.' She then thought sadly as she looked in the mirror and pictured her and Bart kissing and she then ran to the bathroom and threw up vomit in the toilet.
"Come on into my office, here let me get you something to drink." Bart said as he romantically took her into her his office and she sat on his desk batting her eyes at him.
"You don't seem you today, you seem to happy." He teased as he came over and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Well, I feel weird today, I mean, I don't feel hungry." Isabelle said.
"Did you have a big dinner last night?" he asked now kissing her neck.
"No Bart, I didn't have a dinner last night, just breakfast yesterday, and I'm NOT hungry." She said giving him the puppy dog pout.
"Want me to take you to the doctors?" He asked in a worried voice.
"No, I think I will be fine oh crap!" She then said jumping off of his desk and running out of the room.
"What? What is it? What did I do?" He said running after her as she threw her coat back on and opened the door.
"I forgot, I have an afternoon act today in the 'Sparkling Flower' and that starts in a half hour, I'm sorry I cant stay Bartyboo, Ill be back I promise!" She said as she kissed him and ran out leaving him breathless.
"I am going to marry her someday." Bart then said still feeling her lips on his as he smiled and went back to his office.
Walking into the bar she bumped into her boss who was looking pissed.
"Mr. Geisha! Oh I am so sorry, I will be ready I promise!" Isabelle said gliding past him as he pushed her back some more physically.
"Get your little ass in that dressing room and get your act on now, before you get fired!" He roared as she bit her lip and ran into the room.
Changing her outfit as fast as possible, she thought off all of the symptoms why she hasn't been hungry.
'Growing? No. Tired? No.... being pregnant?' She then thought as she finished rolling up her stockings and stood in front of the mirror in shock.
"Oh my god," She then thought, because today she should have gotten her period.
"I am carrying Bartholomew Lipsky's baby!"
