Post by rorygilmore on Dec 24, 2006 17:13:25 GMT 10
I wrote this Christmas fic to be part of our 1st fic challenge, but I'm not sure if I should put it there bc; I stuck to the: "no sex scenes, no proposals and no pregnancy surprises" part, but in this fic; luka and abby are not escaping to a warm place, they've already escaped. I highlighted that part * (Is the verb issue what refrains me in posting it in the challenge thread)
So, I'm asking your help to tell me if I can post it there or better keep it here.
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…JINGLE ALL THE WAY.
33 YEARS AGO...
“Luka! Josif! STOP IT NOW!!!” Tata begged, looking by the rear mirrow at the back seat of the car. His two little sons were driving him crazy, singing out loud Christmas Carols while he was taking them to the biggest Toy Store in Florida, as part of their holiday family trip to America.
“JINGLE SMELLS, JINGLE SMELLS, JINGLE ALL SMELLS!!! OH TATA IS A BRIDE WHO WANTS A…”
“SILENCE!!!” Tata yelled and took a deep breath trying to calm himself down “Santa Claus is going to bring you coal this year if you keep making fun of him”
“We’re making fun of you, Tata… not Santa”. A little and smiley 7 year old Luka said rocking his body back and forth. His little brother, Niko began to giggle.
“I AM Santa Claus” Tata pointed to himself, while parking the car.
“No you’re not Santa!” Luka frowned. “You’re Tata”
“I pay for your toys, THAT makes ME, Santa” Tata said, getting out of the car.
The kids got out of the car too and took Tata’s hands. “Well, if you’re paying for presents and later Santa is takes all the credit then like mama says; you’re a real ‘budala’**!” Little Luka giggled.
Maggie Wycenzky had decided to take her kids to a warmer place for the holidays and what could be better than sunny Florida. She walked into a big Toy Store, the most popular in the place; with sleeping a baby Eric in her arms and 4 year old Abby holding one of her hands. She wanted her kids, especially Abby, to see some toys and have a little Christmas Fun after the bad year she had give her because of her maniac episodes.
4 year old Abby looked around her. Her big brown eyes looking desperately every single toy in the store. She released Maggie’s hand and began to run from one aisle to the other, picking a dollie and cuddling it, hugging a soft teddy bear; running into the little toy houses, playing doctor with a baby bunny. She was having the fun of her life and the best of all was that Maggie wasn’t acting weird that day…wait! Where was Maggie? Abby looked around her.
“Maggie?” Little Abby walked out of a toy house “Where awe you?” She began to look for her mommy.
“Mommy?” She asked rubbing her little nose, looking everywhere. “Mommy Maggie?”
Suddenly a happy little Luka came running making noises as if he was a racing car.
“IM A HOT WHEELS!!! ...RRRRRRRRRR!!!” and without noticing: THUMP!!! He collided against little Abby.
Lying on the floor, Abby looked as if she was about to cry, but like she always did, she tried to held tears back.
“Sorry” Luka rubbed his chest, taking Abby’s hand to help her stand up.
“Sowy, too” Abby sniffled.
Luka looked at her worried and tried to remember his english classes “You…hurt?” He asked.
Abby frowned, looking at him and then began to laugh. “You... speak funny!!!” She pointed at him.
“Err…” Luka blushed “I...no American”
“No ‘mewican?”
Luka shook his head.
“Then you… alien?… ET?!” Abby picked an E.T doll from the shelf beside her and showed to him.
“No me…” Luka was going to reply but…
“HO HO HO!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!”
Both kids froze looking at the Big, Fat, white bearded man in red costume that was sitting on his throne, infront of them.
“OH! WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?”
Santa took out a very, very, very long list from his pocket and read:
“Abby Wycezsky …naughty or nice?...Nice! and Luka Kovac from Croatia…naughty or nice? Oh! Very, very nice kid” Santa winked his eye at them. “What do you want for Christmas kids?”
“How does he knows me name?” Luka whispered to Abby, who shrugged.
“I no like Santa” Abby whispered back “Santa…breaks into homes at night, like burglars…and knows evewyfing like FBI”
Luka stared at Abby, puzzled. “FB...?”
Jolly Santa leaned and pulled both kids onto his lap.
“HO HO HO, Who goes first? HO HO HO!”
Abby stared at Luka terrified and Luka noticed she was scared, so he began:
“Santa: I want a super dooper space hero robot; a new neon stethoscope with sounds and all; a Batcave to life in just like the one Batman has and I want…” He looked at Abby “…I want whatever Abby is going ask, too”
Luka smiled looking at Abby.
By saying that, he just wanted to get her into the conversation.
Santa looked at Abby “HO HO HO!…and what does Abby wants?!” He patted her little head.
Abby looked up at Santa, terrified “First, you stop HO HO HOing ‘cause iz HO HO HOWWIBLE!”
Santa laughed “HAHAHA… sure Abby, so tell me, what do you want for Christmas?”
Abby bit her lower lip and blurted out:
“I want baby dollie wif blue clothes…and blue stroller…and blue carriew… and blue diapees…and blue evewyfing!!!”
“HO ...HA HA! Well, I don’t think you’re gonna like a baby dollie too, huh Luka?” Santa looked at Luka. Abby stared at Luka too, waiting for his answer.
Santa was right. He was a boy and boys didn’t play with dollies…right?
“I said I wanted the same she was going to ask and… that’s what I want” Luka blushed. He didn’t want to disappoint Abby, after all he almost made her cry when he collided with her.
He gave her a big smile.
Abby smiled too and rocked her legs back and forth.
“Alright” Santa smiled “You both want the same and you’ll both have the same, you’ll just have to be nice and wait a little, alright? MERRY CHRISTMAS HA HA HA!!!” Santa let them go.
Abby giggled and clapped her little hands “Hope he gets me baby dollie!”
“Me too” Luka said, a little embarrased.
“LUKAAAAAAAAA!!!” Tata yelled, looking for his son.
“Oops! Got to go” He leaned to kiss Abby on the cheek “Bye Bye Abby” And Luka ran back to his dad.
Abby looked down at her shoes, all blushed. “Bye bye, Uka..”
“ABBYYYYYYYYY!!!” Maggie yelled “FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!!! I THOUGHT SOMEONE STOLE YOU!!!”
NOW...
Luka and Abby walked out of their cozy hotel in Florida. They *had escaped the cold winter of Chicago to the warm and sunny Florida. Little baby Joe was fast asleep in his blue carrier; hanging of Abby’s shoulders. He was wearing a cute tiny blue jean and a blue shirt and... a blue cap.
“OH MY GOD!!!” Abby said excited looking at the building in front of her. Luka and Joe jumped surprised. “I went to that toy store a couple of times when I was little! Come on, Luka, let’s get something for Joe”
Luka smiled as he felt Abby’s hand pulling him to cross the street “Okay, take it easy, the place is not going to vanish”
When they walked in, Luka realised there was something familiar in that place, something like…”
“HO HO HO!!!”
Both Luka and Abby froze; and turned around to look at Big fat Santa standing just behind them.
“OH! WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?” Santa looked at them, took out a list from his pocket and read: “Abby Lockhart; naughty or nice?...Nice! and Luka Kovac from Croatia; naughty or nice? Nice!…and little Joe Kovac…Hmmm...” Santa smiled looking at little Joe.
“Well, I see you both got what you wanted for Christmas”. He winked his eye at them. “...and everything is blue, just like you wanted, too” He said to Abby.
Abby’s mouth dropped.“What?”
“MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!” Santa walked away, greeting other parents and their little children.
“How does he know our names…” Luka whispered and then, it struck him “Abby?!…you?...here?, years ago...Did you ask for a ...baby dollie with..?”
“HA HA HA!” Santa laughed in a especial way, for a especial "little" girl and passed them by, again, winking his eye at them.
“Don’t ask” Abby said, looking in awe from Santa to Luka “Just don’t ask”
THE END.
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** budala: means fool in croatian...
So, I'm asking your help to tell me if I can post it there or better keep it here.
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…JINGLE ALL THE WAY.
33 YEARS AGO...
“Luka! Josif! STOP IT NOW!!!” Tata begged, looking by the rear mirrow at the back seat of the car. His two little sons were driving him crazy, singing out loud Christmas Carols while he was taking them to the biggest Toy Store in Florida, as part of their holiday family trip to America.
“JINGLE SMELLS, JINGLE SMELLS, JINGLE ALL SMELLS!!! OH TATA IS A BRIDE WHO WANTS A…”
“SILENCE!!!” Tata yelled and took a deep breath trying to calm himself down “Santa Claus is going to bring you coal this year if you keep making fun of him”
“We’re making fun of you, Tata… not Santa”. A little and smiley 7 year old Luka said rocking his body back and forth. His little brother, Niko began to giggle.
“I AM Santa Claus” Tata pointed to himself, while parking the car.
“No you’re not Santa!” Luka frowned. “You’re Tata”
“I pay for your toys, THAT makes ME, Santa” Tata said, getting out of the car.
The kids got out of the car too and took Tata’s hands. “Well, if you’re paying for presents and later Santa is takes all the credit then like mama says; you’re a real ‘budala’**!” Little Luka giggled.
Maggie Wycenzky had decided to take her kids to a warmer place for the holidays and what could be better than sunny Florida. She walked into a big Toy Store, the most popular in the place; with sleeping a baby Eric in her arms and 4 year old Abby holding one of her hands. She wanted her kids, especially Abby, to see some toys and have a little Christmas Fun after the bad year she had give her because of her maniac episodes.
4 year old Abby looked around her. Her big brown eyes looking desperately every single toy in the store. She released Maggie’s hand and began to run from one aisle to the other, picking a dollie and cuddling it, hugging a soft teddy bear; running into the little toy houses, playing doctor with a baby bunny. She was having the fun of her life and the best of all was that Maggie wasn’t acting weird that day…wait! Where was Maggie? Abby looked around her.
“Maggie?” Little Abby walked out of a toy house “Where awe you?” She began to look for her mommy.
“Mommy?” She asked rubbing her little nose, looking everywhere. “Mommy Maggie?”
Suddenly a happy little Luka came running making noises as if he was a racing car.
“IM A HOT WHEELS!!! ...RRRRRRRRRR!!!” and without noticing: THUMP!!! He collided against little Abby.
Lying on the floor, Abby looked as if she was about to cry, but like she always did, she tried to held tears back.
“Sorry” Luka rubbed his chest, taking Abby’s hand to help her stand up.
“Sowy, too” Abby sniffled.
Luka looked at her worried and tried to remember his english classes “You…hurt?” He asked.
Abby frowned, looking at him and then began to laugh. “You... speak funny!!!” She pointed at him.
“Err…” Luka blushed “I...no American”
“No ‘mewican?”
Luka shook his head.
“Then you… alien?… ET?!” Abby picked an E.T doll from the shelf beside her and showed to him.
“No me…” Luka was going to reply but…
“HO HO HO!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!”
Both kids froze looking at the Big, Fat, white bearded man in red costume that was sitting on his throne, infront of them.
“OH! WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?”
Santa took out a very, very, very long list from his pocket and read:
“Abby Wycezsky …naughty or nice?...Nice! and Luka Kovac from Croatia…naughty or nice? Oh! Very, very nice kid” Santa winked his eye at them. “What do you want for Christmas kids?”
“How does he knows me name?” Luka whispered to Abby, who shrugged.
“I no like Santa” Abby whispered back “Santa…breaks into homes at night, like burglars…and knows evewyfing like FBI”
Luka stared at Abby, puzzled. “FB...?”
Jolly Santa leaned and pulled both kids onto his lap.
“HO HO HO, Who goes first? HO HO HO!”
Abby stared at Luka terrified and Luka noticed she was scared, so he began:
“Santa: I want a super dooper space hero robot; a new neon stethoscope with sounds and all; a Batcave to life in just like the one Batman has and I want…” He looked at Abby “…I want whatever Abby is going ask, too”
Luka smiled looking at Abby.
By saying that, he just wanted to get her into the conversation.
Santa looked at Abby “HO HO HO!…and what does Abby wants?!” He patted her little head.
Abby looked up at Santa, terrified “First, you stop HO HO HOing ‘cause iz HO HO HOWWIBLE!”
Santa laughed “HAHAHA… sure Abby, so tell me, what do you want for Christmas?”
Abby bit her lower lip and blurted out:
“I want baby dollie wif blue clothes…and blue stroller…and blue carriew… and blue diapees…and blue evewyfing!!!”
“HO ...HA HA! Well, I don’t think you’re gonna like a baby dollie too, huh Luka?” Santa looked at Luka. Abby stared at Luka too, waiting for his answer.
Santa was right. He was a boy and boys didn’t play with dollies…right?
“I said I wanted the same she was going to ask and… that’s what I want” Luka blushed. He didn’t want to disappoint Abby, after all he almost made her cry when he collided with her.
He gave her a big smile.
Abby smiled too and rocked her legs back and forth.
“Alright” Santa smiled “You both want the same and you’ll both have the same, you’ll just have to be nice and wait a little, alright? MERRY CHRISTMAS HA HA HA!!!” Santa let them go.
Abby giggled and clapped her little hands “Hope he gets me baby dollie!”
“Me too” Luka said, a little embarrased.
“LUKAAAAAAAAA!!!” Tata yelled, looking for his son.
“Oops! Got to go” He leaned to kiss Abby on the cheek “Bye Bye Abby” And Luka ran back to his dad.
Abby looked down at her shoes, all blushed. “Bye bye, Uka..”
“ABBYYYYYYYYY!!!” Maggie yelled “FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!!! I THOUGHT SOMEONE STOLE YOU!!!”
NOW...
Luka and Abby walked out of their cozy hotel in Florida. They *had escaped the cold winter of Chicago to the warm and sunny Florida. Little baby Joe was fast asleep in his blue carrier; hanging of Abby’s shoulders. He was wearing a cute tiny blue jean and a blue shirt and... a blue cap.
“OH MY GOD!!!” Abby said excited looking at the building in front of her. Luka and Joe jumped surprised. “I went to that toy store a couple of times when I was little! Come on, Luka, let’s get something for Joe”
Luka smiled as he felt Abby’s hand pulling him to cross the street “Okay, take it easy, the place is not going to vanish”
When they walked in, Luka realised there was something familiar in that place, something like…”
“HO HO HO!!!”
Both Luka and Abby froze; and turned around to look at Big fat Santa standing just behind them.
“OH! WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?” Santa looked at them, took out a list from his pocket and read: “Abby Lockhart; naughty or nice?...Nice! and Luka Kovac from Croatia; naughty or nice? Nice!…and little Joe Kovac…Hmmm...” Santa smiled looking at little Joe.
“Well, I see you both got what you wanted for Christmas”. He winked his eye at them. “...and everything is blue, just like you wanted, too” He said to Abby.
Abby’s mouth dropped.“What?”
“MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!” Santa walked away, greeting other parents and their little children.
“How does he know our names…” Luka whispered and then, it struck him “Abby?!…you?...here?, years ago...Did you ask for a ...baby dollie with..?”
“HA HA HA!” Santa laughed in a especial way, for a especial "little" girl and passed them by, again, winking his eye at them.
“Don’t ask” Abby said, looking in awe from Santa to Luka “Just don’t ask”
THE END.
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** budala: means fool in croatian...
