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Nicole tries to prevent her family from humiliating her in front of Rene...and fails.
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The Big Date: Pre-Dinner Conversation
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But of course, it was too late. Nicole hurried up the flight of stairs the instant she finished throwing on her clothes, which were damp and dotted with water drops since Nicole hadn’t bothered drying herself.
She bolted into the living room where her parents and her brother had sandwiched René between them on the couch. Her parents were smiling and Nicolas looked like he was about to burst a gut laughing. “Not a good sign.” Nicole gulped to herself as she strolled in. The first snippets of the conversation floated her way.
“—And Nicole ran out of the dressing room so fast that I didn’t even have time to blink!” Big Momma was saying to a clearly embarrassed René. “The last thing I saw was my little girl running out of the store in just her undies and out into the mall—honestly! All that fuss over my wanting her to try wearing a dress for once. I had no idea where she went until the PA went on asking the ‘owner of a nine-year old Nidorina in her underwear’ to come to the Ball Pit and pick her up.” Big M chuckled.
“So I had to march over to the ball pit with her shorts and coax her out of the pit where she was hiding and—Oh Nicole honey!” She waved as a red-faced Nicole was busy trying to decide whether she should come in and confront them or slink off to her bedroom and crawl under her bed and DIE. “Please come over here and have a seat.” She scooched over just enough to give Nicole a space next to her…and René.
“If you promise to keep your mouth closed.” Nicole grumbled as she plunked herself down between René and her mother. René, if anything looked, even more embarrassed on Nicole’s behalf than he did on his own. “Is this the most embarrassing day ever or what?” She murmured to René under her breath.
“Easily.” He whispered back.
Nicole’s father chuckled as he reached over to pat his daughter’s shoulder. “Come on now honey…it’s not like you and your brother haven’t gotten into more than your fair share of mischief. Why, I remember the time I took you two to work with me when you were both six and you scribbled your names—or attempted to—all over my boss’ stock presentation!” He laughed heartily. “He almost had a stroke when he saw all those lines and though the company was going down the drain! But he just laughed himself hoarse when he realized what you two rascals had done…and then stuck me on the graveyard shift for a month!”
Nicole closed her eyes and started counting to ten. She took a deep breath and when she opened her eyes she quickly let it out in something not far from a wail. “Not the photo album!” She begged her mother, who had the infamous book perched on her lap.
Big M winked at her daughter and started thumbing through the pages. Before Nicole could even think of snatching the accursed thing away, her mother leaned over and practically jammed it under René’s nose.
“Why, here’s little Nicole’s first bath!” Big M practically squealed as she pointed out a picture of a younger Big M placing an infant Nicole in the kitchen sink. Nicole moaned and slunk down into the couch, hoping it would swallow her up in the cushions. Her mother gleefully pointed out another one to the red-faced René. “And here she is taking her first swim down at the beach…too bad she just couldn’t keep her little suit on. It was so cute, but it got washed away in the ocean. Ah well. She was a free spirit even back then. Don’t you think so René?”
“Um…” René blushed furiously as he gulped.
“Kill me now…” A muffled voice could barely be heard from someplace within the cushions.
Nicolas just chuckled and gave René a wink and a nudge as he blithely commented, “Well I’m sure she’s changed a lot since then, eh?”
THAT got Nicole out of the cushions with a vengeance as she prepared to pummel her twin so badly he wouldn’t be able to eat solid foods for a month. Their father stepped in and bonked Nicolas on the head for his remark. “Nicolas, zip the lip and help your mother set up the table.”
Nicolas rubbed his noggin ruefully and got up to do just that. Big Momma thrust the large book onto René’s lap as she got up to get things ready.
René looked at the book and then over to Nicole who gave him a rather clear ultimatum: “Open the book and I bop you.”
“Right…” Gingerly, René put the book aside and looked into the kitchen. “What the—”
“Oh. You never had this at your house?” Nicole asked him as they watched Big Momma throw plastic plates and dishes to Nicolas like a discus thrower. Nicolas, in turn, caught the plates out of the air and in a swift, fluid motion set five places at the table, complete with glasses, silverware, napkins, and so on. “It’s training. Nicolas will probably be training even harder now that he can’t fight for two months. Mom likes us to be in good shape.”
“But you already have good shapes, I mean am IN good shape.” René corrected himself quickly when she looked at him askance. “Sorry…” He mumbled blushing for the umpteenth time that evening.
“It’s okay.” Nicole smirked. “Either one is a compliment…though honestly I cared more about being in fighting trim than looking all, you know—”
“What’re you two talking about?” Mr. Zuna asked.
“Nothing!” The two of them said so quickly and in complete unison that they were both taken aback.
“I see.” Mr. Zuna grinned, and he probably DID at that.
René coughed and tried to distract him. “What’s for dinner?” he asked.
Mr. Zuna gave a large grin as he got out a huge pot. “Why—YOU!” He smiled toothily. René’s eyes rolled up and he fainted dead away.
“Too much?” Mr. Zuna asked weakly as his family glared at him. “I guess so.”
“Daddy!” Nicole shouted at him.
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But of course, it was too late. Nicole hurried up the flight of stairs the instant she finished throwing on her clothes, which were damp and dotted with water drops since Nicole hadn’t bothered drying herself.
She bolted into the living room where her parents and her brother had sandwiched René between them on the couch. Her parents were smiling and Nicolas looked like he was about to burst a gut laughing. “Not a good sign.” Nicole gulped to herself as she strolled in. The first snippets of the conversation floated her way.
“—And Nicole ran out of the dressing room so fast that I didn’t even have time to blink!” Big Momma was saying to a clearly embarrassed René. “The last thing I saw was my little girl running out of the store in just her undies and out into the mall—honestly! All that fuss over my wanting her to try wearing a dress for once. I had no idea where she went until the PA went on asking the ‘owner of a nine-year old Nidorina in her underwear’ to come to the Ball Pit and pick her up.” Big M chuckled.
“So I had to march over to the ball pit with her shorts and coax her out of the pit where she was hiding and—Oh Nicole honey!” She waved as a red-faced Nicole was busy trying to decide whether she should come in and confront them or slink off to her bedroom and crawl under her bed and DIE. “Please come over here and have a seat.” She scooched over just enough to give Nicole a space next to her…and René.
“If you promise to keep your mouth closed.” Nicole grumbled as she plunked herself down between René and her mother. René, if anything looked, even more embarrassed on Nicole’s behalf than he did on his own. “Is this the most embarrassing day ever or what?” She murmured to René under her breath.
“Easily.” He whispered back.
Nicole’s father chuckled as he reached over to pat his daughter’s shoulder. “Come on now honey…it’s not like you and your brother haven’t gotten into more than your fair share of mischief. Why, I remember the time I took you two to work with me when you were both six and you scribbled your names—or attempted to—all over my boss’ stock presentation!” He laughed heartily. “He almost had a stroke when he saw all those lines and though the company was going down the drain! But he just laughed himself hoarse when he realized what you two rascals had done…and then stuck me on the graveyard shift for a month!”
Nicole closed her eyes and started counting to ten. She took a deep breath and when she opened her eyes she quickly let it out in something not far from a wail. “Not the photo album!” She begged her mother, who had the infamous book perched on her lap.
Big M winked at her daughter and started thumbing through the pages. Before Nicole could even think of snatching the accursed thing away, her mother leaned over and practically jammed it under René’s nose.
“Why, here’s little Nicole’s first bath!” Big M practically squealed as she pointed out a picture of a younger Big M placing an infant Nicole in the kitchen sink. Nicole moaned and slunk down into the couch, hoping it would swallow her up in the cushions. Her mother gleefully pointed out another one to the red-faced René. “And here she is taking her first swim down at the beach…too bad she just couldn’t keep her little suit on. It was so cute, but it got washed away in the ocean. Ah well. She was a free spirit even back then. Don’t you think so René?”
“Um…” René blushed furiously as he gulped.
“Kill me now…” A muffled voice could barely be heard from someplace within the cushions.
Nicolas just chuckled and gave René a wink and a nudge as he blithely commented, “Well I’m sure she’s changed a lot since then, eh?”
THAT got Nicole out of the cushions with a vengeance as she prepared to pummel her twin so badly he wouldn’t be able to eat solid foods for a month. Their father stepped in and bonked Nicolas on the head for his remark. “Nicolas, zip the lip and help your mother set up the table.”
Nicolas rubbed his noggin ruefully and got up to do just that. Big Momma thrust the large book onto René’s lap as she got up to get things ready.
René looked at the book and then over to Nicole who gave him a rather clear ultimatum: “Open the book and I bop you.”
“Right…” Gingerly, René put the book aside and looked into the kitchen. “What the—”
“Oh. You never had this at your house?” Nicole asked him as they watched Big Momma throw plastic plates and dishes to Nicolas like a discus thrower. Nicolas, in turn, caught the plates out of the air and in a swift, fluid motion set five places at the table, complete with glasses, silverware, napkins, and so on. “It’s training. Nicolas will probably be training even harder now that he can’t fight for two months. Mom likes us to be in good shape.”
“But you already have good shapes, I mean am IN good shape.” René corrected himself quickly when she looked at him askance. “Sorry…” He mumbled blushing for the umpteenth time that evening.
“It’s okay.” Nicole smirked. “Either one is a compliment…though honestly I cared more about being in fighting trim than looking all, you know—”
“What’re you two talking about?” Mr. Zuna asked.
“Nothing!” The two of them said so quickly and in complete unison that they were both taken aback.
“I see.” Mr. Zuna grinned, and he probably DID at that.
René coughed and tried to distract him. “What’s for dinner?” he asked.
Mr. Zuna gave a large grin as he got out a huge pot. “Why—YOU!” He smiled toothily. René’s eyes rolled up and he fainted dead away.
“Too much?” Mr. Zuna asked weakly as his family glared at him. “I guess so.”
“Daddy!” Nicole shouted at him.
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well in his defense if a BIG dino guy gives you the toothy grin and say you're dinner.... you will either faint or flee.
Mr. Zuna: I didn't mean to kill your date, sweety.
Nicole: He's not a date. He's a sparring partner.
Nicolas: So thats what we kids are calling it these days, heh.
Mr. Zuna: Maybe you should talk with your mom before you try to "pin him to the mat."
Nicole: #O.o# MOOOOOOOOM!
# That'll be enough of that. Now get that boy to the couch or no desert for either of you. And I made chocolate cookies too.
Nicolas and Mr. Zuna: Aw Man.
Nicole: thanks mom.
Mr. Zuna: I didn't mean to kill your date, sweety.
Nicole: He's not a date. He's a sparring partner.
Nicolas: So thats what we kids are calling it these days, heh.
Mr. Zuna: Maybe you should talk with your mom before you try to "pin him to the mat."
Nicole: #O.o# MOOOOOOOOM!
# That'll be enough of that. Now get that boy to the couch or no desert for either of you. And I made chocolate cookies too.
Nicolas and Mr. Zuna: Aw Man.
Nicole: thanks mom.
Oh its not torture, but with a daughter like Nicole How often was she going to invite a boy over that didn't involve a hospital visit later? B.Momma was just..... over excited. But her little girl needed help, so its off with the gitty, and on with the mommy pants. Someone has to keep this family in check ;)
Mr. Zuna: He lives! You know what that means son?
Nicolas and Mr Zuna: Dessert!!
Rene: Eep!
Nicole: Not you not you! *sigh* my family are a bunch of dorks.
# Everybody to the table!
Mr. Zuna: He lives! You know what that means son?
Nicolas and Mr Zuna: Dessert!!
Rene: Eep!
Nicole: Not you not you! *sigh* my family are a bunch of dorks.
# Everybody to the table!
Play the lotto. You get better odds ;) She'll show it in her own unique way, but she won't flat out say it to anyone.... well maybe a little to Mr. Tony. But thats only after the family is asleep, her doors are locked, and she is hiding under her blanket (some habits just die hard).
Who would have thought all the gross stuff in health class would actually happen
Who would have thought all the gross stuff in health class would actually happen
To his face.... well. I think she would be the type that would try to sneak a peck when noone was looking. If anyone other than his friends tried to bother him, she would siesmic toss them to the ground. And hey if they get time to just sit and chill together, she would recline on his tails like a pillow. Little things like that.
Heh I turn the tables with the photo album with the embarrassing photos in it. Whenever I have a girl over I mention it, then refuse to let her see it, then when she's all interested I come back with the, "Well, I'll show you something if you..." line. Works like a charm ;)
Not that such a ploy is really necessary with these guys :P
Not that such a ploy is really necessary with these guys :P
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