A/N: Okay, at some point was somebody gonna tell me I spelled Connor's name incorrectly? Sorry about that! Also sorry that I haven't updated lately…studying for MCAS. I think I might change the rating to PG-13. It probably isn't needed, but just to be sure. Here's a longer chapter from the usual because I am overwhelmed with guilt.
Ch. 7- The Battle of the Condiments
Connor looked through everything in his closet until he found the perfect nice-yet-not-trying-to-hard casual look.
'Okay. Breath Connor,' he thought to himself, 'Here it goes.' And he left for Dawn's dorm.
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Dawn had found the perfect outfit, put on her lucky cherry lip-gloss and was walking back and forth in her dorm room, butterflies in her stomach, thankful she hadn't eaten yet.
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Connor knocked on the door and waited for a good 11.5 seconds. Finally the door swung open, and out came an angel.
"Wow. Dawn! You look great." Connor looked her up and down.
"Chin up, Sullivan." Dawn giggled, and grabbed his hand. "C'mon."
The two walk to a nice park with a clear pond. Beautiful sunny day, exactly what LA weather should be like.
"Awwww," Dawn thought, "we should have brought a picnic! Oh well…where do you wanna start?"
"Uhh, how about when Dr. Levy finds Eleanor dead in the hospital filing closet. This is where it starts getting a little weird."
"How so?" Dawn asked, far away. She couldn't concentrate with him so close to her.
"Well it says the body of Eleanor was shot to death, but he found blood on the side of her which looked to be caused by a knife…and there were no gun wholes." Connor tried to explain. She smelled so good.
"Oh, how could I be so dense. Sorry." Dawn took her pencil and scratched that, "what else?"
Connor continued, "Well, you seem to have written about 6 different possible story-lines. Since we're only doing one episode, I think we should cut back to 2, maybe 3.
"Okay. I see what you mean."
After about an hour of re-writing a very flawed script, Dawn proposed they get a hot dog from the vendor.
"Sure, very hungry." Connor agreed.
"Two please." Dawn asked.
The bald man with a tattoo of tweety bird on his arm handed them two delicious-looking hot dogs.
"You want ketchup?" Dawn inquired.
"Ketchup on a hot dog? Crazy talk!" Connor taught.
"What do you mean? Ketchup is nature's condiment." Dawn argued.
"Ketchup is for burgers, mustard is the thing for hot dogs." Connor grabbed the Heinz bottle.
"Ewww, mustard! It's so yellow and…ick." Dawn described.
"Well, think what you like but mustard happens to be better than most meat toppings. cough KETCHUP cough."
"Hey!" Dawn pushed Connor playfully and Connor started chasing her. "You better not make me drop my food, Connor. $3.00 for a hot dog! Sheesh."
They ran bye the pond and stuck their feet in the luke-warm water.
"Cheap-skate!" Connor concluded.
"I am not! I just use my money wisely. Where as you probably spent your allowance as a kid buying new baseball cards." Dawn saw Connor spirits fall for a second, but they quickly rose.
"No such luck. My childhood was hell (A/N: teeheehee. Get it? I crack myself up…I'll stop now.)."
"Really? What happened?" Dawn asked, truly concerned.
"Well, when I was young," Connor thought how he was going to twist this around, "I was kidnapped for my whole childhood and most of my teenaged life."
"Oh Connor I'm so sorry." Dawn looked into his eyes.
"It's okay. I'm with my dad now and I know he loves me."
The stupid dad again.
"Why don't you like your father then?"
"Long story, don't really wanna get into all the gory details."
"Oh, okay." Dawn was still penetrating those brown eyes with her blue ones (A/N: Does Dawn have green eyes or blue?)
They kept like that for a few seconds. Then moved closer…and closer, until their lips were touching. Dawn deepened the kiss and Connor was happy to help her out. Dawn gave a little moan, and then they broke the kiss.
"Wow." Is all Connor could say.
"Yeah," Dawn smiled, "should we head back to the dorm?"
"Oh, yeah, I've got class soon," Connor looked at his watch, "but plenty of time to walk to home."
They walked back hand-in-hand smiling.
When they got back to Dawn's dorm room door, Connor said, " I hope you don't think the kiss was a mistake….had too many problems with girls like that."
Dawn reassured, "Oh no, not at all! I, er, hope we can do it, again sometime…" Dawn trailed off.
Conner gave a brilliant smile, "Great."
He gave her a kiss and started walking off, "Gotta get to class, see you later Dawn."
"Okay," Dawn called back, as she drifted back into her room.
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