“Lily, would you please look up from
that god awful phone of yours and enjoy the hideous view in front of you?”
“I don’t want to. It’s much more
pleasant in here, Marty.”
“I’m going to strangle you in about two
minutes if you don’t put down the damn phone.”
This made Lily Grand look up, a smirk
playing on her lips. “Two minutes?” she asked, twirling the phone in her hand.
“A lot can happen in two minutes, you know.”
Marty smiled, soaking up the scenery
around him.
It was past twilight, and the homely
orange glows of the street lamps flickered slowly to life, illuminating several
paths that lead to several different places. He was at their town’s wharf,
babysitting his employer’s twelve year old daughter. He flicked his hair wildly
as he felt the first drops of a light drizzle land on his head. Lily groaned,
wiping the mist extravagantly from her face. “I don’t want it to rain! I wanted
to stay out here for a while.. now dad’s going to tell us to go back home,” she
sniffed, flourishing her umbrella.
Marty plucked the umbrella from her
hand, bringing it over his head, and ignored Lily’s startled hey! Give it back! “I thought you said a lot
could happen in two minutes, so come on, let’s go get lost and have an
adventure,” he said in a promo voice, brandishing the umbrella around as if it were a
sword.
Lily bit her lip, looking a bit uneasy.
“What if we get in trouble?”
Marty groaned, ever the theatrical
misunderstood adventurer. “So what if we get in trouble? You don’t think Bilbo
Baggins had the adventure of his life by keeping to himself in his little hole
now did you?”
Lily started at him, obliviously unaware
of the fantastic Lord of the Rings reference he made. “Who?”
Marty grabbed Lily’s hand and dragged
her out of the edge of the peer, paying no heed to the attractive seafood
restaurants that practically screamed Come
in! We have reasonably priced lobster on sale!
“Hey!
Where are we going?” asked Lily irritably, struggling to keep up with her
eccentric baby sitter, who decided that running into the distance was a
reasonable way to start an adventure.
Marty casually turned to her, flashing her
a million watt smile (Lily tried not to blush. It wasn’t like she had a crush
on him or anything... She didn’t!), and said, “I, Marty Autumns, promise you,
Lily Patrica Grand –Lily rolled her eyes in annoyance at the mention of her
middle name- the thrill of a life time.”
Lily titled her head to the side,
curious. “And how are you going to do that?”
Marty halted abruptly, causing Lily to
smack into her babysitter’s backside (she was reasonably short compared to
him.. She was twelve for crying out loud! Purberity hadn’t even touched her).
“That,” he said, kneeling to her, “Is an excellent question.”
Lily crossed her arms, quite pleased
that she finally managed to confuse her older friend. “It best not be answered,
though, because that would be sucking the fun out of the whole idea. So I’m
just going to aimlessly lead you into nowhere until your whining gets so unbearable that I'm just going to have to fling you into somewhere dark, a cave maybe, or a trashcan –Lily stared at him,
horrified at this sudden claim- and just leave for home myself.”
“You’re lying!” she cried, yanking her
hand out of his grasp.
Marty winked at her, startling her by
picking her up and spinning her around. “A lot can happen in two minutes, you know.”
- left-foot-fowl
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It's two am and I couldn't leave the page empty, unlike some people. At least I posted something! And it's quite adorable, if I do say so myself.
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