fandomtownies | Luke's Diner; Sunday [ 04/13 ]

Coooooffeeeeeeee.

Edited 2008-04-13 15:08 (UTC)

Annette came in after football practice looking flushed and cheery as she sat down on a stool in front of the counter.

"Hi! I would like a shake please. A chocolate one. With whipped cream and sprinklies."

A.J. hadn't really expected that Annette would come in today, not with all the time they'd already been spending together and then last night, and this morning, with him having to leave earlier than either of them (he hoped) would have liked, and his surprise made him straighten from the counter a bit, almost spilling his latest cup of coffee. Almost, thankfully, which meant it was easy to recover from in a way that made him just seem to have been sleeping.

"Hey," he said, with a light smile, and started getting his milkshake things around. "I think I can do that, yeah. Rainbow sprinkles?"

Yeah, lots of time, she knows that, but last night... well she felt just being happy and nice and going with the flow was in order. Besides, she hated when the morning came and either one of them had to leave, not when they were warm and snuggly and sleepy. They probably talked way too much last night. Probably.

"Yes," she smiled. "I worked hard at practice so I think Rainbow sprinklies are perfect. How are you today? So far I mean?"

"A bit of a splurge?" A.J. asked, grin coming a little easy; he shook his head just slightly to wake himself up a bit more to focus on the work, although he could probably make milkshakes in his sleep by now. "I'd say that's fair. And I'm good. Kinda lazy day today..."

"Yeah, I made a sparkly t-shirt with my name and number on it," she grinned cheekily. "It's super cute. I'll have to show you," she nodded and folded her arms across the countertop. "Lazy is good. I'm going to go be lazy for the rest of my day after my milkshake." Like she wasn't lazy enough yesterday at the spa.

"So... I kind of wanted to ask you something cause it popped into my head on the way over here when I was looking up at the clouds and making shapes out of them, but whatever, anyways it's not something ususally a girl asks a guy but I can't help it cause I'm anxious," she bounced. "And I jibber-jabber when I'm anxious and I know you look kind of tired for me to be too jibbery-jabbery today." She smiled wide.

"I don't mind," A.J. said, smirking now. It might have been an anxious jibber-jabbering, but he could also tell that it was the sort that came from a good mood. It was also jabbering that got him confused as to the association between making shapes in cloud and something that a girl wouldn't usually ask a guy. "So, what's the question?"

Annette's mind, it was a wandering, changing thing.

"Do you have a date for prom?" she blurted out, eyes on his because she needed his first gut reaction. Seriously.

A.J. snorted. "Yeah, right," he commented wryly, scooping out the ice cream for the milkshake. "Why? Do you wanna go?"

"Well, yeah, I wanna go. Senior prom and all that. Don't you?"

"Well, yeah," A.J. responded back, in a tone similar to Annette's own use of the words and he shrugged, putting the lid on the blender. "But I meant, you know, with me."

And then he switched on the blender, the loud noise punctuating the comment dully.

Uhhhh... She shook her head, grinning as she tapped her nails atop the smooth surface of the counter. And... she waited patiently until the blender quit.

A.J. was a little grateful for the fact that he'd been facing the blender, his back toward Annette, so she couldn't see the small smirk he couldn't help having. Had to admit, though, that timing was pretty good.

The blender stopped and A.J. poured Annette her milkshake, clearing his throat a little as he went to put on the whipped cream and sprinkles.

Yeah, he was sneaky like that but it only made her grin widen because Annette didn't mind that. In fact she loved sneakiness. She used to be so sneaky all the time. She really needed to learn to do that again.

"Lot's of whipped cream, kay? It's my favorite."

She paused, watched him.

"A.J.?"

Lots of whipped cream, got it. Annette got herself a pretty impressive little mountain, sprinkled with small brightly colored candies, and he set it in front of her before he leaned on the counter and glanced her way.

"Yes, Annette?"

First of all, she scooted that milkshake closer and leaned her mouth over it, sucking in some of that whipped cream. "Mmmmm, thank you."

Only just now she lost a little of her momentum, so to speak.

"I was wondering, thinking actually, on the way over here... if you might like to go to the dance with me. I know it's weird me asking you, and if you have plans on asking someone else..." she was kind of teasing there because she really didn't think he would but anyway. "...I'm kind of rambling here. Sorry." She scooped up more whipped cream, accidentally getting it on the tip of her nose.

"Well, I do have that whole trail of prospects just lined right up," A.J. muttered wryly, giving the smallest sort of grin before reaching over to lightly brush the whipped cream off the tip of Annette's nose with his finger. "But I think I could do that. I'd dlove to go with you, Annette." And he put the finger with the little dab of whipped cream between his lips to clean it off.

She beamed. She more than beamed. She bounced and giggled and leaned up to reach across the counter to give him a quick kiss even after her heart gave a quick start at him licking his finger clean from the whipped cream to her nose. She flushed, but she was happy, and her whole countenance showed that as she enjoyed more of her milkshake.

"I can't tell you how excited I am. I'm just..." she slurpped deeply on her shake. "Oh. Oh. Brain freeze."

A.J. was just about to comment on how Annette really didn't have to tell him, because he could pretty much see it, when the brain freeze hit and, despite himself, he laughed. "Slow down, there, Annette. You're gonna hurt yourself."

"Yeah... probably," she pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes, letting the moment pass before she looked back at A.J.

"I got carried away. And crap!" she said suddenly. "I better watch my milkshake intake if I want to fit my gown properly!"

"Or increase your workout routine," A.J. pointed out, because cutting the milkshakes might mean cutting time with him here at the diner. "I mean, but you've got football and cheerleading, so you're still fifty times more active than I am. You don't...already have your dress for this thing, do you?"

"That's true; I'll start back running in the mornings," she noted, sipping her shake. "Yeah, but you are so fit; you're stomach is flat, defined and your chest... I love your chest and shoulders and your narrow hips and..." Oh dear. Annette better quit with those images while she was ahead. "Yeah, I do have my dress. I, uh," geeze her mind was someplace dirty. "If I didn't have a date, I was just going to go anyway and try to have fun with myself." Er.

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