October 15th, 2004
The air was crisp. You could smell autumn. The deadness of leaves, the hot apple cider, and the cinnamon. Carlos liked this time of year except for one thing: There was no skin. For some reason women started to cover up. Who cares if it's colder? Carlos wanted to see more cleavage and stomachs. There was one advantage though…he was dating someone. He could get any of that whenever he wanted…Well, when Holly allowed him to see it.
"I love this." Carlos said as he and Holly walked down the street. Holly grinned following his gaze.
"I never would have expected you to be one for colorful foliage." She told him. Carlos snickered. He surprised himself sometimes too.
"Even though we've been seeing each other for like ten months doesn't mean you know everything about me." He said, "I have things that will surprise you." She arched her eyebrow.
"Tell me one thing." She said. Uh oh, Carlos thought. He racked his brain.
"I like blue cotton candy." he said. Holly giggled as she opened the door to the coffee house.
"Well, so do I." She told him, "But you give me something better than that. I told you about Max." Carlos winced. He didn't want to hear about Max.
"Okay, fine." Carlos said walking up to the counter. "I slid down the fireman's pole and hurt my nads."
"I heard about that." Holly said leaning over, "Hi. Could I have a grande chi tea and what do you want?"
"Grande cappuccino with caramel." Carlos said.
"Don't think you're going to ease your way by this one." Holly chuckled, "just think about it." Carlos sighed deeply sitting down at a small table. Holly grabbed their drinks and sat across from him.
"You really want to know something that I haven't told you yet?" Carlos asked. Holly nodded.
"I've told you some major things about me." She said, "I think it's only fair."
"Fine. I regret giving Kylie away. I regret not seeing her grow and change. I miss her so much. I wish I could see her more." Carlos said, "And when I grow up, I want a large family. Four or five kids. I will…I know I will be a good father." Holly stared at him.
"Carlos, you're going to be an amazing father because of what you did for Kylie." Holly said, "You did an unselfish act knowing at that point in time you couldn't take care of her. I'm sure her family will let you see more of her. Have you asked?"
"No." He mumbled.
"If you want a relationship with Kylie, even if it is as Uncle Carlos, you should ask them." Holly said, "And about the large family thing…I want one too. Three boys and two girls."
"Three girls and two boys." Carlos corrected her. Holly giggled.
"All right." She said, "When you see those kids, whose their mother?" Carlos smirked looking at her.
"You of course." He said, "I think we'd make some gorgeous kids. Dark blond hair and large brown eyes. Nice."
"Speaking of kids, Stacey should be finding the sex out soon." Holly said sipping her tea.
"They're going to have a girl." Carlos said.
"How do you know that?" She asked him.
"I can feel it." He said, "Ty did a nice job with Kylie. I can't see him with a little boy."
"I know Stacey will love a little girl." Holly said, "What about Heather?"
"Heather…I can see with a little boy first." Carlos said.
"Me too." She said, "What about us?"
"A little boy as well for our first one." He winked. Holly's eyes sparkled with excitement. It was so awesome to hear him talk about children.
"Thank you." She said.
"For what?" Carlos frowned.
"For telling me your dream." Holly said, "Telling someone your dream takes a lot of trust in the other person."
"I do trust you." He told her, "If You're going to be in my life then you should know what I want for my future."
"That makes me love you even more." Holly leaned over and kissed Carlos. It meant the world to him that he trusted her that much and it felt damn good knowing he wanted the same exact thing for his future as she did.
October 31st, 2004
Halloween always brought the crazy people out. Drunk Bill Clintons tend to fall down the stairs. Little Princesses tend to get hit my a car. Cowboys tend to choke. Halloween always had Carlos bring a lot more children to the hospital.
"So,' Carlos smiled at his girlfriend, "What are you going to be for Halloween? A French maid? A sexy devil?" Holly looked at him.
"A paramedic." She said.
"What?" Carlos frowned deeply.
"Halloween is a horrible tradition." Holly blatantly said buckling her seat belt "It makes fun of pagans and Wiccans. People don't understand how horrible it is."
"People give children candy. Those monsters." Carlos mocked a gasp.
"They shouldn't make fun of other people's religions." She said.
"They aren't making fun of other people's religions." Carlos said.
"They are too." Holly growled.
"You're not a witch." Carlos said.
"No I'm not but I'm closer to one than some people have ever seen." Holly said, "Look…Look at that woman dressed as a witch." Holly pointed to a woman dressed as a witch. "She's making fun of other people's belief." Carlos tried not to laugh as he turned the corner.
"Look." Carlos pointed to a little black girl dressed as a witch. "She is not making fun of someone's beliefs and I highly doubt that woman was either. That little girl is dressed up so she can fill her pillowcase up with candy." Holly stared at the little girl.
"She's so cute…" She said. Kindred would be about her age if she would have lived. Holly sighed deeply, "You can't change my views, Carlos."
"And I am not looking to." He said, "But you need to see it through a child's eyes. Didn't you and Heather trick-or-treat?"
"No." She said.
"Me either. Well, some years I did." Carlos said letting a group of monsters cross the street. "There are some people out there that use this day in a negative way. I know that. But, most of us are just trying to have a day where it's okay to not be ourselves. Frankly, I need that sometimes. I don't want you to change yourself, Holly, but know if We have children together they're getting as much candy as they can." A small smile made it's way across Holly's face.
"I would let our children go out, Carlos." She said, "I wouldn't force my beliefs on them. Too many people do that." Carlos chuckled.
"So, it won't do you any harm to dress up like a French maid." He said, "Or Lady Godiva." Holly laughed loudly.
"I might be able to handle that…because you're the one who asked." Holly said, "It'd be nice to be someone else for a night."
"That's the whole point, baby." Carlos said.
"You are so very lucky I love you." Holly rolled her eyes.
Carlos thought it was a good feat to get Holly to dress up. He himself decided to dress up like a vampire. Holly gave him a little speech about that one, but then shrugged it off.
"Carlos, you're going to get It." Holly muttered from inside her bedroom.
"Come out. Let me see you." he said. Holly opened the door and stepped out. Carlos' heart stopped, "Holy Christ." his eyes traveled up her legs that were covered in fishnet stockings. Her skirt stopped a little below the top of her thighs. His eyes traveled up to her plunging necklace and saw cleavage he had never seen on her before. God, He thought, I love push up bras. Her make up was done perfectly and her blond hair was curled.
"Don't look at me like that." She said crossing her arms.
"You look…Amazing, Holly." Carlos said, "Everyone is going to be jealous." Holly dropped her arms down.
"I really look fine?" She asked. Carlos stepped up to her and took her hands.
"You look terrific." Carlos kissed her softly. Now they'd be lucky to leave the apartment. He was very turned on by seeing her dressed like this. Maybe she'd dress up every night.
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