~Chapter 8~
Inside Danny's notebook was nothing but a bunch of drawings. But...upon closer inspection, each drawing depicted a scene. Danny wasn't very good at art; his people were stick figures with four fingers each.
The first drawing she laid eyes on was a doodle page. It had 'SF' written all over it, with little hearts scattered here and there, finished with a smiley face on the bottom right corner of the page.
The next page was much different. There was some kind of triangular figure with a head standing beside a stick figure who had on a poorly-drawn tuxedo. The triangular figure was holding what looked like a big cotton ball. Both of them were smiling. In front of them was another person holding a book. He looked like he was talking. All three people were standing on what seemed to be a stage with a rug on it.
"What's this?" she asked.
He stopped breathing for a second. "T-That's... That's you."
"Me? Who are the two people beside me? And why am I a triangle?"
"You're not a triangle," he said. "That's your dress."
She pointed to the person with the book. "And this guy?"
"A priest."
Then she pointed to the person in the tuxedo. "And this guy?"
For a minute, only the rain could be heard. But finally, she heard a rugged sigh followed by, "That would be me..."
"So is Tucker the priest? Are we doing a play, is that why we're all standing on a stage?"
"It's not a stage. It's...it's an altar," he mumbled.
"Wait, what? An altar?"
He chuckled nervously. "You know, i-it's stupid. Let's just go back home and forget we ever saw this drawing."
"No, tell me what this is," she said, clutching the book tightly in case he tried to take it away.
She heard shuffling and a short whine. "It's supposed to be our wedding."
She looked down at the picture again. Now it kind of made sense. And if this was a wedding, then that meant... She turned back to the previous page. All those initials weren't another girl's, they were hers. SF. Samantha Fenton. She couldn't help but blush hotly at the thought of her last name being his. She turned the page.
This page just held two large circles that looked like fruit loops. One of the circles had an upside down triangle on top. A star had been drawn over the left corner of the triangle. "And what the heck are these things?"
Another short whine. "They're rings. The one on the left is mine, and the one with the diamond is yours."
She assumed the 'diamond' was the triangle. These were probably the wedding rings. She turned the page.
This picture had a large box with a triangle on top. In the box were four people, two big, two little. The two big ones were in the center and the two little ones were on the outside. Everyone was holding hands and wearing big smiles. She didn't need Danny to tell her who these people were. The twins were older in this drawing and they were holding their parents' hand. The big people were Danny and Sam and they held each other's hand. He had drawn his one big happy family...
She turned the page again. Danny finally materialized beside her and cautiously leaned over. He smiled.
On this page, he'd drawn two big people. Apparently the twins weren't in this one. The first person had the biggest smile ever seen by human eyes. The second person was holding an oval with a face on it. The first person was looking at the oval. The second person was looking at the first person.
"That's us," Danny said. He pointed to the first person. "That's me." He pointed to the second person. "That's you." He pointed to the oval. "And that's a baby."
"A what?" she asked, hardly believing what he'd just said.
He seemed to be too lost in his own thoughts to hear her and continued explaining. "I'm smiling because I can't believe I'm a dad again, and you're smiling because I passed out in the hospital room after it was born."
He turned the page for her. This picture had a bed with one person sitting up on it and smiling with an open mouth and closed eyes. Another person was laying on the floor at the end of the bed. The person on the bed was pointing at the person on the floor.
"That's me on the floor, and you're in the bed laughing at me," he said.
He turned the page again. This time there was a chair with handles on the top of it, wheels underneath it, and a very tiny person sitting in it. A big person was holding the handles. They were following a sidewalk. Two puffy clouds hung in the sky.
"There's me and the baby going for a walk in the park. But the baby's too small so I'm pushing it in a stroller."
He turned the page again. This time there was a spiky tree with a star on top and tiny orbs in it. A circle was under the tree and a few boxes that varied in size were around it. There were three little stick figures hopping up and down, one of them holding a toy train in its hand and another holding a curved line. Two larger stick figures sat in chairs, one on either side of the tree.
"That's what a Christmas will be like for us. Lilith is holding a jump rope and Junior's holding a little toy train. I didn't know what to draw for the baby."
He turned the page. This was very similar to the picture before, except there were no presents and there were fewer orbs on the tree. Everyone in this picture was gathered around the tree and each held one ornament.
"That's us decorating the tree. We're about to leave milk and cookies for Santa."
He turned the page. This time there was one little person and one big person. The big person was handing the little person some kind of tiny square on a fork larger than the big person's entire arm. The little person had both hands up and was leaning back a bit.
"That's you trying to get Lilith to eat tofu, but she doesn't like it so she's about to push it away."
He turned the page again. There were two little people. They had one arm up in the air and bulges on their backs.
"That's Lilith and Junior waving goodbye to us. It's their first day of school."
He turned the page. There was a table. In the center of it was a circle with an oval attached to the end of it. A few smaller semicircles were drawn on the table. Five stick figures were sitting around the table with forks, again freakishly large, in their hands.
"That's what Thanksgiving will be like."
He turned the page. It looked like everyone was in a store. A big person was pushing a buggy and another big person was following the first person. Three little people were bringing up the rear. There were little blobs with lines coming out of them in boxes on the sides of the drawing.
"That's us at the pet store. We're letting the kids pick out a pet."
He turned the page. There was one big box with a window on it. There was a person wearing a triangular hat behind the window. Two big people and three little people were each holding upside down triangles with a circle on top. There was a sun and a cloud in the sky, both on separate corners of the page.
"That's us getting ice cream, except you got that tofu stuff."
He turned the page. There was a car and three big people. One of the stick people was standing beside the car and another was walking towards it. The third person was off to the side and had their hand up.
"That's Lilith when she's older and there's her boyfriend, and I'm over on the sideline shaking my fist at him."
He turned the page.
"And there I am prop..." He didn't continue.
He cleared his throat and attempted to rip the page out. Sam held the book firmly and moved it away from him. While she had the chance, she quickly scanned the picture the he obviously didn't want her to see. He had drawn two big people. One of them was standing beside a fountain. The other was kneeling on one knee and holding up a tiny box. An open box. Inside it was a semicircle with an upside down triangle on top. There was a little star drawn over the top left corner of the triangle.
He snatched the notebook, closed it, and stood up, looking away from her.
"Danny...?" she said.
He looked up at her but just as quickly averted his eyes.
"Do you really want a family this bad?" she asked.
He kicked at the ground. "...Yeah."
"Why didn't you just tell me?"
"I thought you'd freak out."
"Well," she said, "it's a little creepy to know you were thinking about another kid when we already have two. But other than that, it's fine."
"You're not upset?" He sat back down, this time looking her in the eye.
"No. I think it's cute. I didn't know you were looking forward to this so much," she replied. "I didn't know how much this meant to you."
He smiled. "It means alot."
She chuckled and said, "I'll say."
Danny wrapped an arm around Sam's waist and pulled her closer. Turns out, Sam never had an ex. Only a boyfriend. A boyfriend that happened to be a superhero. And, unfortunately, a boyfriend who had so many fangirls it was unbelievable. As Fenton, though, he was a nobody and went unnoticed by anyone except her and Tucker. And in his eyes, that was all he needed. He wanted to have a family with Sam, and he wanted to stay with her until the day one of them died. He loved her just that much. He always would.
A/N
Okay, I don't know about you guys, but I was smiling the whole time I was writing this chapter! I thought it was just the cutest little thing! :D And just wait until you see what's coming next. This time it's Danny's turn to wonder about Sam...
Oh, and for those of you who don't know, a shopping cart is called a buggy where I live.
I honestly can't believe how many reviews I got! I'd hug you if you weren't over the internet! :P
I guess the new quota will be a hundred twenty-one (121) reviews.
And here are your review replies:
LittleBoomBoom- XD Yeah, I love leaving cliffies. I was going to explain everything in the last chapter but then I thought, "It'll be hilarious to tease 'em!"
DXSGirl123- Now you found out, lol! I kinda hated that everyone figured it out so quickly. :/ Even if they thought they were wrong...
ChristinCC- I thought I was being clever, saying 'SF' instead of giving it away. Not my best idea.
PlasticPencils- MUAHAHA! How dare you doubt Danny like that!
Animalistic Ballistic- Heh heh heh... I updated as fast as I could. :) So fast my story wasn't wiped off the front page of the DP archive!
Sammi- -.- You just HAD to figure it out, didn't you?
Inuyuke- o.o Oh boy. I think I should run now... The notebook plays a significant role in the story. :3 And you were one of the two people to realize this.
BrittneyluvsChrist- Everyone hates me and my cliffies. :) Wow, thanks!
TheNinjaKitty13- Thank you. :)
Harmony's Entropy- lol Thanks. :) I have no idea what you mean by 'style of writing' though.
smallvillephantom- Oh I know, gotta love those cliffies. :P
Hazel Blue Mystery- Woah there! Hold your horses! SF really DOES stand for Sam Fenton. Danny was just too embarrassed to tell her.
HandmadeVeggies- lol I was seriously considering it until I realized I had to choose between three ideas, and I went with Danny simply giving her the notebook.