Tiffany's [ 2/? ]
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Author: artemisphoenix
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: post 2x04; all eps fair game
Summary: A vdB little surprise worth quite a penny.
Dedication: To Juliette dae-dreemer. Because you’re my vdB soulmate. You know this story is all for you. Long Live vdB!
With a huff, Serena shot up and stormed out of the room.
Chuck and Eric sat while Bart and Lily remained standing; the room dropped back to the deafening silence. No one knew what to do now after that reaction and attitude.
“Maybe I should…” Lily paused and looked toward her daughter’s exit.
Eric shook his head. “No. Leave her alone. I’ll go talk to her later…or tomorrow. She’s just confused,” he explained.
Then the room slipped into silence once more.
Chuck turned his gaze to his stepmother. “Are you okay, Lily?” he asked in genuine concern mixed with a hint of worry.
“Hmm? Oh, yes, I’m fine.”
His eyes dropped to her stomach, Lily noticed.
“I have a sonogram. Would you boys like to see?” she smiled, her eyes twinkling.
Eric nodded, “Yeah!”
Lily left the room to get it.
The three males remained in silence.
Eric looked between the Basses. “So this is cool, right?”
Chuck whipped his head to his brother, his expression was blank.
Bart stood up straight and still. “Cool is not the word I would use. But in the same sense, yes,” he agreed.
Lily returned with a photo. She held it out to the boys on the couch.
Eric grabbed it. “Oh!” He looked at the photo and moved the distance back and forth, closer and farther. It wasn’t very clear.
Lily, Bart, and Chuck observed him.
“Um…so how far along are you, Mom?” he looked up.
“Nine weeks. It’s very early for the sonogram, but we wanted to be sure,” she smiled.
Eric nodded and extended the picture to Chuck. The boy made no attempt to take it.
“Look!” Eric leaned close to his stepbrother and pointed to the image. “It’s our sibling! Aren’t you excited?!”
Chuck remained silent and looked at his stepmother and then his father. After a moment, he nodded slowly. “Sure. Yeah,” he finally replied, dryly.
It was a very awkward Friday evening. Silences had never filled the atmosphere as often as it did that day. No one knew what to do now.
And then Bart cleared his throat. “Lily and I are going out,” he stated.
Chuck nodded. “Okay.”
Bart moved toward his wife and led her to the elevator.
“Have fun!” Eric called out.
The elevator opened and the adults stepped inside.
The couple stood in silence in the elevator, both in their own thoughts. Telling their children had been messy, but yet exactly as Lily had expected. She glanced at her husband, his cold mask even colder.
“Bart?”
“Hmm? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Ignore Serena’s behavior,” she told him and paused before continuing. “Where are we going?”
“Are you hungry? You barely ate dinner,” he turned to her with a look of concern.
“I felt nervous…and nauseous,” she admitted.
“How about we get a bite and maybe relax with a movie.”
“Are you asking me out on a date, Mr. Bass?” she smirked.
Bart’s lips curved into his own smirk, with a hint of a genuine smile. “You’re not going to turn me down, are you, Mrs. Bass?”
“How can I say no to such a normal date?”
“You don’t.”
Lily laughed. “One condition.”
“Anything.”
The elevator opened and the couple headed to the building’s exit. Vanya was there. “Should I call limo?”
“No. That’s all right. It’s a beautiful night. We’ll walk,” Lily answered.
Vanya nodded and rushed to open the door for the Basses.
“Thank you,” Lily smile.
Bart nodded and slipped the doorman a twenty. He then followed his wife as she led the way down the street.
“Your condition,” he prompted.
“Oh, yes,” she stopped walking and looked them both over, unsatisfied with their appearance. “We change.”
“We, what? Into what?”
“We buy something new. How do you feel about jeans?”
Bart stared at the woman in front of him. She smiled brightly, happy.
He had been so afraid to lose her when they began dating. It only increased with the break-ups and make-ups. And then her infidelity the night before the wedding, he thought she’d leave him. But she seemed truly happy right now, and he would do anything to keep her this happy. He needed her happy and healthy; anything to keep her as stress-free as possible for someone in her societal position. He would make sure nothing jeopardized Lily’s or their unborn child’s lives.
Bart nodded and took her hand. “All right. Lead the way.”
And they walked, hand-in-hand, to wherever Lily was leading them.
The couple entered the store and Lily immediately began to search for jeans and a blouse for herself. Easily, she found what she wanted and headed towards the men’s section.
“Bart, what size are you?” she called out to him in a playful, teasing tone.
The couple left the shop wearing their purchases and Bart carried the bag holding their “stuffy” clothes, as Lily called them.
Mr. Bass was dressed in dark blue jeans and a casual shirt. Mrs. Bass was in jeans and a loose-fitting blouse. She kept glancing at him and giggling.
“You know, the kids didn’t believe me when I told them about the flip flops. They won’t believe this,” she laughed and linked arms with her husband.
“How is it you can make me wear such outfits?”
“You love me.”
“I love you,” he confirmed. “And you are ruining my reputation.”
“No, I’m building it. So you’re not as bad ass as your reputation proceeds. That’s good. You can launch new markets - family friendly ones.”
“Hmm..I like the way you think. Care to join my company? I have a spot available on my marketing team. I had to fire someone over the summer.”
“Why? I need to know what not to do,” she smiled and laced their fingers together while their arms still interlinked.
“Should be easy enough. Don’t flirt with Blair Waldorf.”
“Ah! Understood.”
Silence filled their little bubble as they walked to a small café.
“How is Charles doing with that?” Lily asked.
Bart’s face was stern; he shook his head. “Not well. Although he hasn’t brought other females into the apartment,” he replied.
“Once a Bass finds the one, very little can tear us away,” he continued quietly. “We love forever.”
Lily stopped walking and turned to look at her husband. He was already waiting for her, his bluish-gray eyes filled with so much love and pain. She blinked to rid the tear threatening to escape. Damn hormones, she cursed herself, but she knew that wasn’t really the reason. She wanted to ask, but out in the streets of Manhattan was the wrong time and place. Instead, she leaned towards Bart and kissed him.
Pulling away, she whispered hoarsely, “Where are you taking me? Are we there yet? I’m hungry.”
.tbc.
Author: artemisphoenix
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: post 2x04; all eps fair game
Summary: A vdB little surprise worth quite a penny.
Dedication: To Juliette dae-dreemer. Because you’re my vdB soulmate. You know this story is all for you. Long Live vdB!
With a huff, Serena shot up and stormed out of the room.
Chuck and Eric sat while Bart and Lily remained standing; the room dropped back to the deafening silence. No one knew what to do now after that reaction and attitude.
“Maybe I should…” Lily paused and looked toward her daughter’s exit.
Eric shook his head. “No. Leave her alone. I’ll go talk to her later…or tomorrow. She’s just confused,” he explained.
Then the room slipped into silence once more.
Chuck turned his gaze to his stepmother. “Are you okay, Lily?” he asked in genuine concern mixed with a hint of worry.
“Hmm? Oh, yes, I’m fine.”
His eyes dropped to her stomach, Lily noticed.
“I have a sonogram. Would you boys like to see?” she smiled, her eyes twinkling.
Eric nodded, “Yeah!”
Lily left the room to get it.
The three males remained in silence.
Eric looked between the Basses. “So this is cool, right?”
Chuck whipped his head to his brother, his expression was blank.
Bart stood up straight and still. “Cool is not the word I would use. But in the same sense, yes,” he agreed.
Lily returned with a photo. She held it out to the boys on the couch.
Eric grabbed it. “Oh!” He looked at the photo and moved the distance back and forth, closer and farther. It wasn’t very clear.
Lily, Bart, and Chuck observed him.
“Um…so how far along are you, Mom?” he looked up.
“Nine weeks. It’s very early for the sonogram, but we wanted to be sure,” she smiled.
Eric nodded and extended the picture to Chuck. The boy made no attempt to take it.
“Look!” Eric leaned close to his stepbrother and pointed to the image. “It’s our sibling! Aren’t you excited?!”
Chuck remained silent and looked at his stepmother and then his father. After a moment, he nodded slowly. “Sure. Yeah,” he finally replied, dryly.
It was a very awkward Friday evening. Silences had never filled the atmosphere as often as it did that day. No one knew what to do now.
And then Bart cleared his throat. “Lily and I are going out,” he stated.
Chuck nodded. “Okay.”
Bart moved toward his wife and led her to the elevator.
“Have fun!” Eric called out.
The elevator opened and the adults stepped inside.
The couple stood in silence in the elevator, both in their own thoughts. Telling their children had been messy, but yet exactly as Lily had expected. She glanced at her husband, his cold mask even colder.
“Bart?”
“Hmm? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Ignore Serena’s behavior,” she told him and paused before continuing. “Where are we going?”
“Are you hungry? You barely ate dinner,” he turned to her with a look of concern.
“I felt nervous…and nauseous,” she admitted.
“How about we get a bite and maybe relax with a movie.”
“Are you asking me out on a date, Mr. Bass?” she smirked.
Bart’s lips curved into his own smirk, with a hint of a genuine smile. “You’re not going to turn me down, are you, Mrs. Bass?”
“How can I say no to such a normal date?”
“You don’t.”
Lily laughed. “One condition.”
“Anything.”
The elevator opened and the couple headed to the building’s exit. Vanya was there. “Should I call limo?”
“No. That’s all right. It’s a beautiful night. We’ll walk,” Lily answered.
Vanya nodded and rushed to open the door for the Basses.
“Thank you,” Lily smile.
Bart nodded and slipped the doorman a twenty. He then followed his wife as she led the way down the street.
“Your condition,” he prompted.
“Oh, yes,” she stopped walking and looked them both over, unsatisfied with their appearance. “We change.”
“We, what? Into what?”
“We buy something new. How do you feel about jeans?”
Bart stared at the woman in front of him. She smiled brightly, happy.
He had been so afraid to lose her when they began dating. It only increased with the break-ups and make-ups. And then her infidelity the night before the wedding, he thought she’d leave him. But she seemed truly happy right now, and he would do anything to keep her this happy. He needed her happy and healthy; anything to keep her as stress-free as possible for someone in her societal position. He would make sure nothing jeopardized Lily’s or their unborn child’s lives.
Bart nodded and took her hand. “All right. Lead the way.”
And they walked, hand-in-hand, to wherever Lily was leading them.
The couple entered the store and Lily immediately began to search for jeans and a blouse for herself. Easily, she found what she wanted and headed towards the men’s section.
“Bart, what size are you?” she called out to him in a playful, teasing tone.
The couple left the shop wearing their purchases and Bart carried the bag holding their “stuffy” clothes, as Lily called them.
Mr. Bass was dressed in dark blue jeans and a casual shirt. Mrs. Bass was in jeans and a loose-fitting blouse. She kept glancing at him and giggling.
“You know, the kids didn’t believe me when I told them about the flip flops. They won’t believe this,” she laughed and linked arms with her husband.
“How is it you can make me wear such outfits?”
“You love me.”
“I love you,” he confirmed. “And you are ruining my reputation.”
“No, I’m building it. So you’re not as bad ass as your reputation proceeds. That’s good. You can launch new markets - family friendly ones.”
“Hmm..I like the way you think. Care to join my company? I have a spot available on my marketing team. I had to fire someone over the summer.”
“Why? I need to know what not to do,” she smiled and laced their fingers together while their arms still interlinked.
“Should be easy enough. Don’t flirt with Blair Waldorf.”
“Ah! Understood.”
Silence filled their little bubble as they walked to a small café.
“How is Charles doing with that?” Lily asked.
Bart’s face was stern; he shook his head. “Not well. Although he hasn’t brought other females into the apartment,” he replied.
“Once a Bass finds the one, very little can tear us away,” he continued quietly. “We love forever.”
Lily stopped walking and turned to look at her husband. He was already waiting for her, his bluish-gray eyes filled with so much love and pain. She blinked to rid the tear threatening to escape. Damn hormones, she cursed herself, but she knew that wasn’t really the reason. She wanted to ask, but out in the streets of Manhattan was the wrong time and place. Instead, she leaned towards Bart and kissed him.
Pulling away, she whispered hoarsely, “Where are you taking me? Are we there yet? I’m hungry.”
.tbc.