After a few minutes, he turned right and kept walking, Ramona turning to follow him. He led her to a quiet, secluded area on the beach. There was a small, shack like building and Edgar smiled, "Right here."
"What is this place?" Ramona asked.
"When we were younger," Edgar explained, "Our parents wouldn't let Alan and me use the back room for training purposes... They were afraid we'd get hurt or somethin'. So we built this place where we could go plan and stuff... Not a lot of room inside to practice in, we did that out here in the open. We haven't used it for years."
"Oh? So why are we here now then?" She asked.
"This is where our date is." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and squeezed, "Ready?"
She nodded and he escorted her over. Ramona looked around the small club house. It looked really nice. There was a small, round table in the middle with a velvety purple table cloth on it. There was a silver, three pronged candelabra with light blue candles burning in the middle of the table and two cushioned, wooden chairs at opposite ends of the table. In front of each chair was a flute glass filled with strawberry soda and a plate of food.
Ramona smiled, her eyes wide, "How'd you manage to put all this together?"
"Alan helped, and my friend Sam too." He grinned, "So you like it?"
"Yeah."
Edgar pulled out one of the chairs, "Good." He motioned for her to sit down, and she obeyed.
Chris looked at the clock, she didn't have much to do, and she expected Ramona not to be back anytime soon. She flicked on the TV and began scanning through the channels, searching for something to watch.
Mathias watched Christine through the window and grinned. He flew back to the tree that now served as he and his followers regular place, and smiled, "Tonight, after the girl comes back. We strike tonight."
Eli howled and received a slap across the face from his master, "Fool! Do you want them to hear us?"
Chris sat up right and looked around. She thought she heard a noise. After a few seconds, she stood up and walked over to the door, slowly opened it, and peered out. She shrugged, "It must have been a dog."
Ramona had just finished eating and Edgar smiled at her from across the table. She looked down, "Yeah?"
"You're pretty." He shrugged, "Are you done?"
She nodded, "Yeah."
"Good, c'mon, it's time for the next part of our date."
Ramona allowed herself to be dragged out of the small shack and back onto the beach, "Where are we going now?"
He grinned, "You'll see."
Edgar led Ramona to a blanket he had spread out for them. He sat her down so she was facing the blank wall of the abandoned club house they had just left, "Gimme a minute."
Ramona nodded as Edgar ran behind a tree facing away from them. She watched as the bare wall lit up and sound began to play, "What the hell?"
She turned and saw Edgar leaning casually by an old movie projector, "Where'd you -"
"Long story. Once again, Sam and Alan helped. Mom and dad did too, with this part." He sat down on the blanket beside her, "And Chris was nice enough to tell me your favorite scary movie."
Ramona smiled, "Really now?"
Edgar grinned and put his arm around her hip, "Yup, The Omen. It was harder finding it then I imagined."
"You're too sweet."
"I try, and speaking of sweet." He unzipped his backpack, "Twizzler?" He asked, holding the package out.
"Chris again?" Ramona asked, taking a few.
He nodded, "Yup, guilty as charged."
"Thanks."
Edgar pulled Ramona closer and sighed happily.
Ramona watched as David Warner's head left his body. She jumped and buried her face in Edgar's chest. He wrapped his arms around her, "I thought this was your favorite movie."
"That doesn't mean it can't scare me." She said, peeking back at the movie.
"It's safe now." Edgar said.
Ramona kissed him on the cheek before turning to face the screen. She leaned her head on his shoulder and continued watching the movie.
The credits began rolling and Edgar stood to leave. Ramona placed her hand on his arm to stop him, "Hey."
"Yeah?"
"Do you have any idea how amazing it is to have met you?" She asked, "I didn't expect to meet anyone and bond so quickly... Especially a guy who I... Really ended up liking."
"I really like you too." Edgar said smoothly.
Ramona leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her fingers around his bicep.
Edgar lifted her head up, and they looked at each other, face to face. Ramona kissed Edgar's nose gently and smiled. He smiled back before kissing her softly on the lips. She grinned and put her hands around Edgar's neck. He held her waist and they laid down on the ground, kissing and holding each other.
"That was fun." Ramona smiled, eating another Twizzler while Edgar repacked everything up.
"Good. I tried." He smiled as he wheeled the projector into his old club house.
"You did great." She said, beaming at him, "It was the best date I've ever been on. Well, I've only been on two other dates and the one guy puked five minutes in and the other kept tryin' to get handsy with me."
"Ew."
"Yeah. This was great though Edgar... I had fun."
"Great, so did I." He paused and cleared his throat, "Uh, I didn't... I mean... Was there any pressure on you at all?"
Ramona shook her head, "No, not at all."
He sighed, "Good, I'd feel bad if you felt that way."
"No, all we did was kiss anyway." She hugged him, "This really was great Edgar... Thank you"
"You're welcome." He hugged her back, "Ready to go? It's getting dark."
She nodded, "Yeah, I am."
They laced hands and began walking back to Ramona's house.
Ramona and Edgar held hands and looked at each other. Edgar brushed Ramona's cheek, "I'm glad you wanted to go out Ramona."
"I'm glad you invited me." She kissed him on the cheek and looked at him again, "Bye Edgar."
He kissed her on the lips, "Bye Ramona."
He turned and began walking back to his house. Ramona opened the door and yelled, "Chris! Your sissy's home!"