Not mine and all that other stuff that i kinda have to say. Its short I know but I have like a thousand papers to write for school, which ends in a few weeks. I still dont know why I wanted to be an English Major. R&R please! jsut something i had to write down
Why was it that his Babe could only see the bad things about her life? Why did she not see the wonderful woman that he saw every time he looked at her? He reasoned it was because she would be listening to her mother and the cop where all they mentioned was the negative, never any of the positives.
"Right, I'm charming when I'm covered in garbage." His Babe replied with bitterness. Ranger wanted to say something to her, to make her feel special the same way she makes him feel.
"Babe. Its because you're covered in garbage that you are charming." Ranger hoped that came out right. He did not want to sound like an idiot or a lovesick teenager declaring words of love for the first time, he did not want his Babe to see him as a fool.
"What are you talking about Ranger?" Stpehs eyes why watching him, wanting to know what he was thinking, wishing he would just say what was on his mind. "I get covered in garbage, you bleed money to protect me, and I end up breaking the Merry Men, and now you tell me I'm Charming covered in garbage?"
"Babe. You get covered in garbage because you don't want to hurt your skips. My men don't mind watching you; they even fight each other to be allowed to watch you. They see you try to capture someone dangerous, and you don't want to injure them in any way. Babe you ask nicely for your skips to come with you, you treat them as if they are people. You care about my men, you worry that they're hurt." Ranger could not seem to stop himself from talking, his brain was telling him to stop, before he could say anything that would make him seem inapt. "Manuel and Zero are trying to set up a system, where if anyone working here is hurt, and is at the hospital they want you to be notified first. Manuel is even bragging about the fact that you're his wife, and that you love him more than the rest of my men. Babe my men like you, they more then like you, they love and respect you. You make them smile, you make them feel good about themselves."
Steph was at a loss. She never knew that the Merry Men liked her; she was always worried that she was a pain on them, that they did not want anything to do with her. She was scared that they were watching her not because they wanted to but because Ranger told them to. She was nervous around them at first because they looked intimidating, but she tried hard not to show it, because she always thought that they were good men and that they were special, being out there keeping everyone safe.
"That's them Ranger. What about you?"