This Is Da Vinci Speaking - I now have two otehr fanfictions out. Whoa. Make that 'other'. And watch as I advertise myself.
Safe Under the Circumstances: Mort has just gone through an interesting process...is he free from Shooter forever? Will he confide everything in the woman who saved his life? MortOC Rated for language...and later scenes.
Finding Loompaland: What if everyone was right? What if Loompaland DOESN'T exist? That is exactly what Willy and Charlie are set to find out.
Okay, enough of the annoying pop-ups.
"And so, according to the little doctor Oompa-Loompa person," Lilly said to Willy over the intercom/baby monitor, "it wasn't Curtis who got me sick, as you've theorized."
"Darnit!" Willy shouted, in a totally different room on a totally different side of the factory. He was really with Libby in the Candymaster bedroom, feeding her a bottle that Lilly so helpfully provided. Lilly, however, was still in the hospital, and she was actually painting her toenails as she spoke to Willy. "What was it, then, did he tell you?"
Lilly shook the hair out of her eyes. "It actually had to do with…the fact that I had Libby too early," she lied.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah! Can you believe it?"
Willy looked at the little black box his fiancée's voice was coming from. "No, I can't. But I'm just glad you're getting better."
"I'm thinking," Lilly interrupted conversationally, finishing her right foot and starting onto her left one, "that we should probably postpone the wedding until at least Libby turns one."
Willy dropped the bottle, and Libby protested by smacking him on the chest with her foot. "Until she turns…WHY!"
"Because I don't think I'm all the way better yet, don't you think?"
Willy didn't respond, and Lilly looked up at the high ceiling where the black box was hanging.
"Willy?"
"YOU'RE NUTS!" came a voice coming from Lilly's right. She looked, and sure enough, Willy was striding out of the glass elevator, Libby securely in his arms. "Not only are you nuts, but you're a bad nut! Not only are you a bad nut—"
"Remember when we were kids, Willy? I know for a fact that you remember Curtis."
Willy stopped walking and let out the breath he was holding for when he was going to finish the sentence. "Give me an example."
Oooh another flashback coming up.