Summary: This is a Santa Clause 2 fanfic. Erin's heart has been shattered by the deaths of most of the people she loves a year prior to the events in this story. She believes anyone she loves will get hurt so she refuses to show any feelings of affection, developing a case of the melancholies. It's time for someone to supply her with the best kind of medicine, which isn't laughter. Bernard/OC
Disclaimer: I don't own SC2. Disney does. So there! I only own Erin, who's based on me, by the way -.
Notes: Since I don't think the movies ever say where Charlie and his family live, I've put them in New York. Scott and Santa are the same person. I might include some song lyrics in latter chapters. I based the title on the saying 'laughter is the best medicine'. Big thanks to my friend Dom'sgurl, my homeskillet. 'Words ' thought, " Words " speech, Words song lyrics, " Words " more than one person speaking, Words emphasis
Disclaimer for this chapter only: I don't own 'Getting to Know You' from 'The King and I', Cocoa Puffs, that line from 'What a Girl Wants' (You know, 'Do you like Cocoa Puffs?' 'It's chocolate, need I say more?'), or any other random stuff mentioned in this chapter.
Chapter 8: Getting to Know You
Soon the two of them were sitting down in the kitchen waiting for the cocoa. Abbie had found a box of Cocoa Puffs, so Erin had begun eating while she waited. "Bernard, do you like Cocoa Puffs?" "Erin, it's chocolate. Need I say more?" They laughed together at his comment. "Too true. Hey, do you have a favorite book?" This caught Bernard off guard, but he answered her nonetheless. "Probably 'The Lord of the Rings'." "No way. That's my favorite book series too." "Really?" "Yep." Just then Abbie brought them their drinks. They were still talking when they left. They didn't notice Abbie watching them. She smiled as they walked away. 'They make a cute couple. I've got to tell Judy. She probably saw it already, though.'
It had been awhile since they'd sat down for cocoa. Now they were just walking around and talking about stuff. "Ok, your favorite movie." "Um, 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame'." "That movie was good, but not as good as my favorite movie." "Which is?" "'The Nightmare Before Christmas', what else?" "True, true. My turn. Um, favorite musical." "'Phantom of the Opera' hands down." "Really. Same here." "No way. It's kind of creepy how much we have in common, isn't it?" "Kind of." "Okay, how about favorite song?" "Um, 'All I Want for Christmas is You' or 'Only Hope'. You?" " 'Elevation' or 'Think of Me'. Bernard smiled at her. "That's interesting." "What?" "The fact that you can be so flexible in your opinion. I mean, who else do you know of that likes a movie like 'The Nightmare Before Christmas', and yet one of their favorite songs is from 'The Phantom of the Opera' and the other is by the Counting Crows. It's really interesting."
Getting to know you
Getting to know all about you
Getting to like you
Getting to hope you like me
She blushed lightly at the comment. 'He thinks my opinions are interesting. Does that mean he thinks I'm interesting?' Before she could reply, she started to yawn. They had been so absorbed in their conversation that neither of them had been paying much attention to the time, so they didn't notice how late it had gotten. Erin also hadn't noticed how tired she'd become over the past, how long had they been walking? About an hour, maybe more? Her eyes were beginning to droop. Bernard draped one of her arms over his head so he could keep her from falling over. They trudged back in the direction of their rooms.
Getting to know youPutting it my way but nicely
You are precisely
My cup of tea
Curtis, Abbie, and Judy were sitting down enjoying some cocoa and cookies when they spotted Bernard practically carrying Erin back to her room. "Hey, look! There's Bernard! Ber-ummfh!" Before he could ruin the moment between the two, Abbie and Judy had clamped their hands over his mouth and pulled him down. "What's the big idea?" "We couldn't let you ruin the moment." "What moment?" Judy rolled her eyes. "Guys are so dense. It's so obvious that they love each other." "Love each other? Where'd you get that idea?" "Don't you see how they look at each other? No, you probably don't. You're so preoccupied with trying to get Bernard's job you don't think about his feelings." "Hey! That's not true. Okay, yeah, it is, but I do notice that whenever he's around her he's not himself." "That's because he's in love, idiot."
Getting to know you
Getting to feel free and easy
When I am with you
Getting to know what to say
By now they'd reach their respective rooms. Bernard shook her a little. "Erin, we're at your room. It's time for bed." She groaned slightly before slowly removing her head from his shoulder. She walked over to her door, but didn't go inside. Instead, she turned back to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Goodnight Bernard." And with that she left him standing in the hall. He slowly brought his hand up to the spot where she'd kissed him. "Goodnight Erin." He whispered before entering his own room.
Haven't you noticed
Suddenly I'm bright and breezy
Because of all the beautiful and new
Things I'm learning about you
Erin was too tired to change completely. She pulled of her boots to free her aching feet, but left her socks on. She trudged over to herlaptop and turned it on, setting it to repeat shuffle. She took her hair down and set her chopsticks by her hairbrush, knowing she wouldn't remember putting them there, then laid her choker down next to them. She then plopped down on her bed without a single shred of poise. Bernard, not being as tired as her, actually had time to change into something to sleep in before he to fell onto his bed. Both of them fell asleep thinking of the events that day, but none more so than that kiss on the cheek. Did it mean friendship, or something more?
Day by day
Me: Hey, this is better than the original typed version. Amazing, isn't it? Anyway, once again, we were triumphant against the evil men who want to kill my story. (points to various bodies strewn about) Halfway through the battle the ghost army from 'The Return of the King' showed up, along with the Rohiram and the Gondorian army, so the odds were in our favor. You have to pity them, really.
Dom'sgurl: They'll be back won't they?
Me: Of course they will, but I will never give up! Dead authors do not write fan fiction!
Dom'sgurl: You're scaring me, Kibo no Hikari.
Me: Anyway, who did you choose to have the honor of begging the readers today?
Dom'sgurl: Well, I liked them so much from your other story that I decided to bring back Gerard and Bert, the cutest couple EVER!
(Once again they're cuddling and kissing and being down right sweet)
Dom'sgurl: They're just too cute!
Me: I agree. (An arrow with a message tied to it lands at her feet)
Dom'sgurl: What's it say?
Me: 'Surrender and give up writing or else we shall destroy you and anyone around you at the time along with this hideous story. Signed, The Evil Fan Fiction Killing Men.'
Dom'sgurl: They must be incredibly stupid to think you'd give up that easily.
Me: Of course they are. That's why they haven't given up yet. Either that or they're incredibly brave.
Dom'sgurl: I doubt it.
Me: Yeah. Anyhoo, since our guests are 'ahem' preoccupied and Jay's off with Silent Bob somewhere, I shall beg and plead for you to review. (Falls down on her hands and knees) Oh, please review! Please, please, please! I swear to update more if you review!
Dom'sgurl: That's just sad, girl.