Fan Fiction |
by Hibiscus
Mike had the windows down, his music turned on and he lay back on the seat with his eyes closed. Ariel was on the seat opposite him trying to read a script but the wind kept on scattering the pages. Frustrated, she kicked Mike’s foot with her own daintily clad foot. He didn’t budge. Ariel looked at him; sleeping so peacefully and a devilish expression lit up face and made her lips quirk in anticipation. Moving really, really quietly and carefully, she moved over to Mike’s side and nearer to his face. She took out a tube of lipstick from her purse and crept even closer to him, prepared to decorate his face.
Just as she was lowering the lipstick, Mike stirred, moving in for the kill. In a flash, Ariel found herself situated on Mike’s lap, his arms around her and her legs dangling.
“Who’s yo daddy now?” He said waggling his eyebrows.
Ariel tried her hardest to maintain an angry face but she couldn’t control the laughter that burst out of her. She stirred, trying to get off his lap but Mike was having none of that.
“Where are you going?” He demanded holding her closer.
“What, you intend me to spend the entire trip on your lap?” Ariel arched an eyebrow.
“Yes.” Mike nodded determinedly.
Ariel smiled. She slipped her fingers in Mike’s hair and leaned closer to him, noticing how his eyes darkened as he got ready to receive her kiss. At the last moment, Ariel turned her face.
“I don’t think so.” She said cheerfully.
Mike huffed. He caught her hand a pressed a kiss on her palm. “A great doctor once said…” A kiss on her collarbone. “That women…” He kissed the hollow of her throat where her pulse beat. “…should…” And her chin.
“Kiss me properly!” Ariel said crossly. Mike merely grinned and kissed cheekbone and Ariel having had enough of this, grabbed his head and gave him a kiss which left them both breathing fast and shakily.
“What did the doctor say?” Ariel asked.
“Who?” Mike mumbled, rubbing his face in her hair. “You are mine, mine, mine! Hah! Mine!”
Ariel rolled her eyes. “You are so mushy.”
“And you are not mushy enough. I’m feeling neglected and unwanted here.” Mike said looking all mournful. “If you are not careful, I will be stolen by Serena.”
Ariel glared daggers at him and Mike pouted. Finally she sighed. “Fine. You are my didar.”
“Wait, what’s a didar*?” Mike looked puzzled.
Ariel smiled like a cat who got the cream. “Look it up.”
“That’s not fair! You are using foreign languages on me!” He said tickling Ariel.
Ariel laughed and then whispered in his ear, “Wo ai ni.”
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“Is it done yet?” Ethan said. He was sitting on the kitchen counter, flour on his cheek, a Cook’s hat on his head and a “Kiss the Cook” apron on top of his sleeveless t-shirt and jeans.
Rainie peered into the oven. She got on oven mitts and took the cake out of the oven. Her mouth formed an O as she saw the shape of the cake.
Ethan hopped off the counter and walked over to the oven where Rainie was standing staring at the cake.
Suddenly she wailed, “The Chocolate Cake of Lurrrve didn’t even rise!”
“What did you do?” Ethan frowned. “You did something, didn’t you? I worked SO hard and it didn’t even rise.”
“What do you mean I did something?” Rainie scowled and yelled. She poked a floury finger into Ethan’s chest. “You were supposed to put in the baking soda. Did you?”
“OF COURSE I did! See, here, this, I put it in!” Ethan grabbed a small bottle off the counter and shook it in Rainie’s face.
Rainie’s eyes widened as she took in the label on the bottle he was shaking. Putting the cake on the counter and her hands on her hips, she shrieked, “ETHAN! That’s SALT!”
“What? No way, it’s not salt!” Ethan denied.
“See? It’s written here. S A L T!” Rainie said loudly. “Why don’t you admit it? You need glasses!”
“I do NOT need glasses!” Ethan yelled back. “Anyone could make that mistake. It was an honest mistake!” He turned to leave and immediately bumped into the open door of the oven.
Rainie laughed at him and Ethan got even more infuriated. There was a bowl of icing they had prepared sitting on the counter. He dipped a hand in it, took out a handful and rubbed it all over Rainie’s laughing face.
Rainie screamed in out rage. “This is war!”
Soon both of them were covered in chocolate icing, the now defunct Chocolate Cake of Lurrve scattered all over the kitchen floor.
Rainie sat on the floor too, laughing and Ethan sat down beside her. Narrowing her eyes thoughtfully, Rainie turned to Ethan. “I bet you taste really sweet right now.” She grinned and he kissed her smile into him.
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Joe put down the last dish he had lovingly created on the table and smiled proudly.
“You, my little darlings, pretty soon are going to grace my stomach. I know, I can hardly believe how lucky you are either.” He said settling at the table and putting the napkin on his lap.
He had to meet Ariel, Mike, Rainie and Ethan for dinner tonight and they were sure to make him go to some restaurant where he’d have to eat tiny amounts of food because people would be observing his eating habits.
“Hmph.” He picked up a forkful of food and was just about to put it in his mouth when the doorbell rang loudly and insistently. He shot the door a dirty glance.
“Who would dare to interrupt my eating time?” He muttered to himself. “This time is sacred. A time between me and my food.”
The doorbell rang.
“How rude.” Joe got up from the table regretfully. “Don’t be sad, little darlings, I’ll be back.” He told his food and moved to the door.
Joe opened the door.
A pretty girl stood on his doorstep. Her skin was kissed by the sun and her eyes sparkled blue. Her hair was as golden as …here Joe ran out of things to compare her to.
“Hi.” She said in English.
Joe replied.
“You don’t remember me?” The girl said her eyes full of hurt. “Annika Stavros? You told me to visit you if I was ever in Taiwan? We met at the Acting Academy?”
“Of course I remember you.” Joe replied, a curious tingling in his heart. “Come in.”
“I’m so hungry.” Annika said walking into the house. Joe took her bags and closed the door.
“Oh. I just cooked. Share my lunch?” He asked her as he led her to the table full of food. He paused at the doorway and she went ahead.
“Oh my god. I LOVE food!” Annika exclaimed looking at the various dishes.
Joe looked up and winked at the heavens. “Thank you!” He whispered.
THE END.
*didar = lover
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Author's note: Okay peoples, this is it. The End. Finis. Khalaas. Do you have any questions for me? Anything that wasn't clear? This was my first fanfiction so please forgive if I made any mistakes. Thank you for reading, all of you and your support meant a lot to me. I keep wondering though, who exactly read this apart from the people who read commented. Any silent readers here? Speak now or forever remain silent. =P I appreciate your words of encouragement and I will miss our interactions on the comments page. Anyway, before I start getting overly emotional, I'll thank you again and maybe I'll see you again someday. One last time, thank you for reading, thank you for the inspiration.