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They were both anxious. They were both anxious for more than one reason. He feared the outcome of the first reason, because it was of high importance to him. She feared it because the second reason depended on the first. It wasn't that the outcome would ruin it; it would just delay things.
So as they sat, his hands shook. She had hers over them, giving the illusion her were as well. Her eyes watched them; his looked out at nothing in particular. Her long hair was in two French braids, the tip of one coming awfully close to her diamond ring. The other was over his shoulder as her head lie on it. They sat in perfect silence and made no movement, except for his trembling hands.
But she found the need to break it, for she grew restless. She cocked her head to look up at him. He still sat stone still, and despite her efforts she couldn't find anything that would catch his eye. It confused her, and the restlessness hadn't helped.
"What're you looking at?" Her voice revealed her anxiousness, though her face was calming. He shook his head, turning to face her. She searched his eyes, but could only find fear, and a glimmer of something else.
"Nothing," he murmured quietly, absent-mindedly fiddling with her ring. Confusion took over her face at this, but she figured that being anxious could make you do strange things. She ran her other hand over his, causing him to stop and glance down.
"You'll win, I'm sure," she spoke softly; her own doubts were trying to break through. He nodded, "Besides, you're a force they've yet to reckon with." He smiled slightly, wrapping his arm around her.
"Perhaps," he replied, lacing her fingers with his. She laughed a little.
"I doubt they've seen anything like the infamous Coneheads," he chuckled as she grinned at him.
"Maybe they just have a different name," he stated, causing her to laugh. He could feel it as she leaned into him.
"I suppose it's possible," she started, after containing her laugher, "But highly unlikely."
"Says the girl who knows virtually nothing about hockey," he grinned as she hit his knee lightly. She curled herself up beside him.
"But I know how to catch a player's eye," he could hear the smile in her voice, despite the fact that her face was buried between him and her knees. She dropped them to where they went out to her side, revealing the smile that he heard.
"Maybe you just got lucky," he murmured into her hair.
"Must have been really lucky," she had taken on a serious tone.
"Indeed," he took her out of it as quickly as she had gone in it.
"Well, maybe I should go get another one. What do you think of that?" She joked with him.
"That's just not going to happen," he laughed at her puzzled expression.
"And why's that?" He had grabbed her wrists.
"Because, you can't go anywhere," she tried to get away in vain. After a while she had only managed to get him to stand up. He took the opportunity and now had his arms wrapped securely around her waist.
"You're horrible," she laid her head on his chest.
"That's why you love me," he responded.
"Who says I love you?" She grinned up at him; he looked down wearing the same expression.
"You do," she had opened her mouth to respond but found it impossible as he had captured them with his own. After it they stood there for a moment. She threw up her hands.
"Fine," she laughed, "I suppose I have to love you."
"I can tell," he laughed, her following his example. Leaning into him she had come back to her serious tone.
"I really do," she wrapped her arms around his neck, they had both started moving about without knowing it.
"I do too," he replied, putting his chin on her head. To a passer-by they would've appeared not mentally stable as they danced in the parking lot. But to them it was only something to get their mind off things. After all, all life really is is an eccentric dance that everyone knows.
Bah! 3 I've taken a recent liking to him. Though I think it was because off that scene in the outtakes.
Klinoa – Any part of the first one that confused you in particular? I have to agree that Eric didn't get enough screen time (then again, that could just be because I fell in love with him :3) .He really should've anyway, because, as you say, Mark was one of the best (MVP! 3) Yes, that was his fight with Rob, and yes, God bless them! I make a point to try to write something everyday, and lately I've been neglecting that, so I'm doing these. I'm glad you like them!
Well, I hope y'all like this one as much as I do. Oh, and I've been meaning to say, if there's anyone you want in particular, tell me. I'll probably get them. :3 (Sorry I didn't post this earlier! I couldn't log on...)
Please R&R!
-Piper Brandybuck
