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Overwhelmed was a word not even beginning to describe young Braden at this moment. They had been at this department store for hours, and Braden was now starting to feel a little more than a simple rumble in the jungle. Nonetheless, he wanted the girls to be happy and enjoy their time together, and so he suffered in silence. (though somehow he wished there was a sandwich shop nearby.) He stood there in a rather aloof state of mind, holding out his hands for every bag or box the girls pushed into his arms. It was only when the stack of frilly dresses and pink lingerie started to block his vision that he even said anything at all.
''Um, ok girls, don't you think this is enough? I mean- we do want to leave things in here for other women to buy, right?''
His only response was a giggle from Piggy and Samantha. How simple he was, they thought. After the fact,Samantha took pity on her husband-somewhat. She lifted some of the clothes into her own arms so that the two of them could see each other, and kissed him softly.
''We're almost done, sweetie. I promise.''
''That's what you said almost two hours ago,'' he said with a wrinkled frown.
''But I mean it this time,'' Samantha promised with a child-like grin.
'And then we can go to dinner, promise.''
''Oh good, because I'm starving,'' Braden said, perking up a little.
He searched for a cart or carrying device of some sort, while Piggy whispered something in Samantha's ear. It was, in fact, something nice. Something thoughtful. Something sneaky. Something delightful. Something that would wreck all....
''That's a great idea!'' Samantha gasped. ''I haven't seen it since you remodeled! Honey, why don't we drop by Piggy's for dinner tonight?''
''No sweetheart, not tonight,'' he yawned while coming back with a cart. ''I've taken the night off. Besides, I'm a little tired, and I-''
''Kermit will be there,'' Samantha siaid warmly. Samantha nudged him in the ribs jokingly after saying this. Luckily though, this was all Braden needed to hear to convince him.
''I'm there,'' he said, heaving a sigh- half of relief and half of frustration.
'' 'Cause let me tell you- as much as I loved being with you and Piggy, I was a phone call away from finding the nearest sports bar.''
Piggy and Samantha giggled as Braden brushed back his raven colored bangs from his forehead. To sum up what he was feeling in three words: comfort and joy. He was going to get to hang out with another guy- well, another male, anyway. Another married male at that, which made the situation all the better.
''Surely we're not that bad, darling,'' Piggy said with a faux sympathetic look. Braden's only response was a glance in the ladies' direction that said, ' Oh, I beg to differ.'
''Just think,'' said Samantha, joining in on the fun. ''If you can't handle this, what on Earth are you gonna do when we have daughters?''
''Daughters??'' Hello Mr. Floor, Hello Braden's jaw. BONK.
''C'mon,'' giggled Piggy. ''Let's get him home before we scare him to death.''
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Meanwhile, Robin had just pulled up into Megan's driveway. He was trying his best to hide the fact that he was blushing, mostly because he was sitting pretty close to her-which made him quite nervous. He did his absolute best to hide this, though, however badly he did.
''Well, uh, here we are,'' Robin said through a frazzled voice.
The sound of this voice made Megan giggle like a four-year old girl who just saw her father blow bubbles in his milk. He sounded absolutely ridiculous trying to impress her. Ridiculous, yet cute.
''Well, yeah, here we are,'' she said slowly. ''my house.'' The two young frogs simply smiled at each other, wondering who was going to be the one to speak next. Unfortunatley, nobody got that chance. The moment was broken by the sound of heavy footsteps just inside the house. Robin looked at Megan in awe, and she only only looked towards the house. She narrowed her eyes, focusing harder on the sound with every second. She listened harder still and more intently to the the footsteps for the next few seconds, then finally felt herself exhale when she saw the last lamp go off in the house. 'I'm safe tonight,' she thought.
Robin, however, had no idea what she was thinking. But he knew it was something that hurt her. To show her that he was there to support her, he placed a cold hand on top of hers. Even though he didn't know for sure what was going through her mind, it was almost as if he could read her inner thoughts; like he could know what she was thinking before she even thought it. Yes, Robin had a certain magic of his own. If only he knew how to use it..
''You're safe now. Don't even worry about him. You'll be ok.''
''I know.'' silence. ''Robin,''
''Megan,''
''Thanks for the ride home.''
''I like you.''
Both spoke simultaneously, so neither one heard the other. Not even when they said their pieces a second time. No big problem for Megan- big problem for Robin.
''Um, ok girls, don't you think this is enough? I mean- we do want to leave things in here for other women to buy, right?''
His only response was a giggle from Piggy and Samantha. How simple he was, they thought. After the fact,Samantha took pity on her husband-somewhat. She lifted some of the clothes into her own arms so that the two of them could see each other, and kissed him softly.
''We're almost done, sweetie. I promise.''
''That's what you said almost two hours ago,'' he said with a wrinkled frown.
''But I mean it this time,'' Samantha promised with a child-like grin.
'And then we can go to dinner, promise.''
''Oh good, because I'm starving,'' Braden said, perking up a little.
He searched for a cart or carrying device of some sort, while Piggy whispered something in Samantha's ear. It was, in fact, something nice. Something thoughtful. Something sneaky. Something delightful. Something that would wreck all....
''That's a great idea!'' Samantha gasped. ''I haven't seen it since you remodeled! Honey, why don't we drop by Piggy's for dinner tonight?''
''No sweetheart, not tonight,'' he yawned while coming back with a cart. ''I've taken the night off. Besides, I'm a little tired, and I-''
''Kermit will be there,'' Samantha siaid warmly. Samantha nudged him in the ribs jokingly after saying this. Luckily though, this was all Braden needed to hear to convince him.
''I'm there,'' he said, heaving a sigh- half of relief and half of frustration.
'' 'Cause let me tell you- as much as I loved being with you and Piggy, I was a phone call away from finding the nearest sports bar.''
Piggy and Samantha giggled as Braden brushed back his raven colored bangs from his forehead. To sum up what he was feeling in three words: comfort and joy. He was going to get to hang out with another guy- well, another male, anyway. Another married male at that, which made the situation all the better.
''Surely we're not that bad, darling,'' Piggy said with a faux sympathetic look. Braden's only response was a glance in the ladies' direction that said, ' Oh, I beg to differ.'
''Just think,'' said Samantha, joining in on the fun. ''If you can't handle this, what on Earth are you gonna do when we have daughters?''
''Daughters??'' Hello Mr. Floor, Hello Braden's jaw. BONK.
''C'mon,'' giggled Piggy. ''Let's get him home before we scare him to death.''
...........................................................................................................
Meanwhile, Robin had just pulled up into Megan's driveway. He was trying his best to hide the fact that he was blushing, mostly because he was sitting pretty close to her-which made him quite nervous. He did his absolute best to hide this, though, however badly he did.
''Well, uh, here we are,'' Robin said through a frazzled voice.
The sound of this voice made Megan giggle like a four-year old girl who just saw her father blow bubbles in his milk. He sounded absolutely ridiculous trying to impress her. Ridiculous, yet cute.
''Well, yeah, here we are,'' she said slowly. ''my house.'' The two young frogs simply smiled at each other, wondering who was going to be the one to speak next. Unfortunatley, nobody got that chance. The moment was broken by the sound of heavy footsteps just inside the house. Robin looked at Megan in awe, and she only only looked towards the house. She narrowed her eyes, focusing harder on the sound with every second. She listened harder still and more intently to the the footsteps for the next few seconds, then finally felt herself exhale when she saw the last lamp go off in the house. 'I'm safe tonight,' she thought.
Robin, however, had no idea what she was thinking. But he knew it was something that hurt her. To show her that he was there to support her, he placed a cold hand on top of hers. Even though he didn't know for sure what was going through her mind, it was almost as if he could read her inner thoughts; like he could know what she was thinking before she even thought it. Yes, Robin had a certain magic of his own. If only he knew how to use it..
''You're safe now. Don't even worry about him. You'll be ok.''
''I know.'' silence. ''Robin,''
''Megan,''
''Thanks for the ride home.''
''I like you.''
Both spoke simultaneously, so neither one heard the other. Not even when they said their pieces a second time. No big problem for Megan- big problem for Robin.
) enjoy...i guess...
