House of Fish and Chips House of Matchmakers

by allthepossibilities

"Hey, Amber." "Yeah, Nines?" "What does stepping out mean?" I turned to Fabian and squealed. "You didn't!" Assumption- the source for many interesting events. Amber being Amber, and even Patricia doesn't pass up that chance at playing matchmaker. FABINA!

10. Chapter 10

Disclaimer: I don't own HoA.

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*Mara's POV*

The door opened and in came Amber."Hey. Romeo's on his way. Better wrap it up."

"Got it. Thanks, Ambs."

"I'll try to stall him." She walked out and closed the door.

I turned to the others. "Whew. That was close. Make sure the journal is back under his mattress, Mick. Now, I'm clearing out." Patricia and I walked down the hallway and up the stairs.

*Amber's POV*
Okay, stalling Fabian means bringing up a random subject, but does it really have to be random. I can make this work in my favor. "Fabian," I cried, "my hands are in desperately- like life-or-death- in need of a manicure!"

He gave me a weird look. "No offense, but shouldn't you be talking to-oh, I don't know- a girl about this? Now if you'll excuse me-"

I cut him off. "But I haven't finished the dishes yet. Trudy'll get mad at me, and if she gets mad that means no blueberry pancakes with her special maple syrup Saturday!"-I gave him my puppy dog eyes-"Please, please, pretty please?" I was appealing to his chivalrous nature. (Okay, I bet you all are wondering how I knew that big word-chivalrous-I'm not completely out of it, my Nana read me fairy tales at bedtime when I was little.)

"Fine, Amber." He finally caved. Once again, no one can resist my Millington puppy dog eyes.

"Thanks, Fabian. You're the best."

*Fabian's POV*

I forced a smile and hurried past her into my room where Mick was just exiting. I'd get those dishes done later- first, I really wanted to show Nina something. As Mick passed by, he winked. Ohh-kaayyy. That wasn't creepy at all. I retrieved a book from under my bed, reached inside, found what I was looking for, and went back to Nina. She took one look at it and-

A/N: The mysterious mystic, Madame Alfie, predicts FABINA in the next chapter...