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*Borrows a line or two from Lumiere and imitates the Prance's fine tenor voice
as I sing for you tonight....*

Life is so unnerving
For a Prance who is not serving
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when I was useful...
Suddenly those good old days are gone.
Ten months at al's I've been rusting
Needing more than vacuuming and dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use my romantic skills!
Most days I just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!
ROMANCE IS ON!!!!
Be my guest!
Be my guest!
Be my GUEST!!!!!



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Chapter Fourteen




She couldn't believe it when he drove her straight to her favorite restaurant without even asking what her favorite was. Held the door open for her as they entered. Pulled out her chair to let her sit down at their table. Totally and completely ignored the waitress trying to flirt with him.

They began with Strawberry Lobsterita’s. She giggled when he plucked the Lobster Beads off her glass, leaned over the table, and hung them around her neck. She did the same with his, only she got out of her seat and came around behind him to lift his hair as she hung them around HIS neck.

She wondered how he’d look wearing nothing but Lobster Beads.

She ordered the shrimp scampi, and he ordered the grilled grouper. While they waited, they discovered things about each other. Like how much they both loved the little cheesy biscuits that were served as hors d’oeuvres. That they both thought keeping lobsters in tanks where people had to watch them wait for the boiling pot was incredibly sad. That one day they both wanted to visit the ocean and watch the waves crash against the rocks and make rainbows in the spray out of the sun’s reflection.

When the waitress came bearing plates of salad, she discovered he had an affinity for the little red cherry tomatoes that she absolutely couldn’t stand. He also gobbled up his cucumbers, though he did it quite royally and without the circumstance the term “gobbled” would imply. She wasted no time passing her tomatoes and cucumbers across the table to him. He readily accepted them, giving her a shy smile in the process. In return, she noticed that once her croutons were gone, he carefully slipped his across the table and onto her plate when he thought she wasn’t looking.

She thought he had the most beautiful set of eyes she had ever seen.

When the waitress came to take their plates, he accidentally bumped his knee against hers. He blushed and apologized profusely at first, but she noticed when she dismissed it and wouldn’t let him make anything out of it, there soon was the gentle but persistent pressure of his knee against hers under the table. She wanted right then and there to trade seats, to sit beside him so the length of his thigh could get acquainted with hers, but she was afraid she’d scare him off.

Instead, she settled for slipping her right sandal off and sneaking her toes up the leg of his trousers and pushing down the cuff of his socks. On both sides. He shot her a look once he realized what she was up to. She just looked him dead in the eye and smiled sweetly.

She adored the twinkling challenge that sparkled there in his baby blues.


On to Chapter Fifteen

Date: October 28th, 2006 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] frogglez.livejournal.com
Hello.

I just read this installment, without having read the rest of this series.

Once again, beautifully written. I have to go back and read it all from the beginning, that would help, huh?

Thanks al.

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
It will make much more sense once you start at the beginning! Here's a link to the very first part, with links to the next chapter at the bottom of each....

http://prance-legolas.livejournal.com/11878.html

I'm glad you've joined us!

Date: October 28th, 2006 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rsharpe.livejournal.com
Well, they're certainly getting along well, aren't they? And there's even more "Naughty, Naughty!" going on under the table . . .

Loving this sooooo much!

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
Under the table, on top of the tabl---wait, that's for later....

*eg*

Date: October 28th, 2006 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oceansnset.livejournal.com
When I saw the lobster, I was scared Al.
This whole thing would have ended fast if she had ordered the lobster. And I wasn't sure if he even knew what the ones in the tank were for. It was a scarrrrry moment.

They are trading food and playing footsie under the table, that is just so sweet.


Date: October 29th, 2006 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
Yeah, the first time he figured out about that lobster, woah.....

That's a whole 'nother Unfinished Tales I haven't even WRITTEN.

Aren't they so sweet???

Date: October 28th, 2006 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tularia.livejournal.com
She wondered how he’d look wearing nothing but Lobster Beads.

Something I've wondered on several occasions... *G*

Patty is a bigger flirt than Legolas! I'm going to combust just from their 'play'... *dabs forehead*

Date: October 29th, 2006 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
Too bad she didn't take her camera, wasn't it???

Yeah, they're running a race for that cuteness quotient, aren't they?

Date: October 29th, 2006 03:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tularia.livejournal.com
What's really hilarious is last night we ate dinner at our local Red Lobster. Kept looking around, thinking I might see familiar blonde tresses... *G*

Date: October 29th, 2006 05:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] admirabile.livejournal.com
I am SUCH a flirt. hee!

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
*coffcoffcoffslutcoffcoffcoff*

Wow, excuse me! Must be my allergies....

Date: October 29th, 2006 10:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] westbeilschmidt.livejournal.com
Absolutely naughty

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
*cracks up at your naughty boy icon!*

Date: October 31st, 2006 05:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] westbeilschmidt.livejournal.com
Why thank you :D

Date: October 31st, 2006 12:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rifleman-s.livejournal.com
Oooo naughty . . .

But loving gestures are always appreciated . . .

Can't wait to find out what the twinkling challenge brings!!

Date: November 2nd, 2006 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prance-legolas.livejournal.com
As ticklish as he's prone to be, I'm surprised she got by that easy with the sock-rolling thing. A loud "Skweeek!" and the jig would've been up, I'm sure.
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