One Shot: Regular Tizzy: 7B7B
Title: Regular Tizzy
Fandom: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
Characters: Caleb/Ruth, Alice
Prompt: .088 Cowardice at 100_women : table
“Oh, the barnyard is busy in a regular tizzy,
And the obvious reason is because of the season
Ma Nature's lyrical, with her yearly miracle
Spring, Spring, Spring.”
-“Spring, Spring, Spring”
Rating: G
Genres: Romance/Fluff
Era: Movie
Warnings: None
Word Count: 405
Summary: Ruth feels nervous as she gets ready to go meet Caleb.
Notes: Part 1 of 7 for “Spring, Spring, Spring”
Ruth’s stomach was filled to the brim with butterflies. No, actually these dancing, twirling, spasming butterflies were threatening to choke her throat and pour out her ears. That was, of course, if butterflies were residing in her and the trembling sickness wasn’t just nerves.
Nerves. It wasn’t like she had any reason to be nervous; Caleb was a sweet man, the sweetest she’d ever known. Caleb was good and kind and handsome and brave and romantic… and oh! it was all too much. The butterflies protested violently.
Ruth felt weak and trembly all over. As Alice finished smoothing Ruth’s golden curls, she said sweetly, "There, Ruth, you’re all finished. You look so lovely."
Too soon! Ruth thought that Alice would need longer. Now she had go out and face Caleb, and she didn't feel at all ready...
Alice's hand on her shoulder stopped her panicked thoughts. "Oh, don't be nervous, Ruth! You and Caleb are simply perfect for each other." Ruth looked over her shoulder at the younger girl's face. Alice was sighing wistful, and Ruth had to smile at her friend's romantic sensibilities.
With a deep breath, Ruth rose and thanked Alice, "You did a wonderful job."
Alice smiled, ducking her head a bit, shyly. "Go on, now," she bit her lip, blushing, "Caleb is waiting for you in the yard."
Ruth walked slowly out the room and downstairs, desperately trying to push down the butterflies. Why, oh why, did she have to be so nervous!? She lov- enjoyed being with Caleb, didn't she?
Finally making her way to the front door, Ruth stared at her trembling hands. She couldn’t' do it - there was no way that she could calm herself down enough to make any sense when talking with Caleb. She'd just have to keep her mouth closed with a smile and try not to shake too much.
Hesitantly, she opened the door to the bright, spring sunshine. Blinking, she saw Caleb, dressed in his best shirt, which matched the sprouting daffodils in the grass. He was holding a bouquet of wildflowers and wearing a grin as bright as the sun.
Ruth's heart stopped for a second, then resumed beating. It wasn't pounding though. Gone were the fluttering in her stomach and the trembling in her hands. Confident, Ruth walked down the porch and stood by Caleb's side. She smiled up at him, sighing a bit as the last butterflies sailed out.
Fandom: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
Characters: Caleb/Ruth, Alice
Prompt: .088 Cowardice at 100_women : table
“Oh, the barnyard is busy in a regular tizzy,
And the obvious reason is because of the season
Ma Nature's lyrical, with her yearly miracle
Spring, Spring, Spring.”
-“Spring, Spring, Spring”
Rating: G
Genres: Romance/Fluff
Era: Movie
Warnings: None
Word Count: 405
Summary: Ruth feels nervous as she gets ready to go meet Caleb.
Notes: Part 1 of 7 for “Spring, Spring, Spring”
Ruth’s stomach was filled to the brim with butterflies. No, actually these dancing, twirling, spasming butterflies were threatening to choke her throat and pour out her ears. That was, of course, if butterflies were residing in her and the trembling sickness wasn’t just nerves.
Nerves. It wasn’t like she had any reason to be nervous; Caleb was a sweet man, the sweetest she’d ever known. Caleb was good and kind and handsome and brave and romantic… and oh! it was all too much. The butterflies protested violently.
Ruth felt weak and trembly all over. As Alice finished smoothing Ruth’s golden curls, she said sweetly, "There, Ruth, you’re all finished. You look so lovely."
Too soon! Ruth thought that Alice would need longer. Now she had go out and face Caleb, and she didn't feel at all ready...
Alice's hand on her shoulder stopped her panicked thoughts. "Oh, don't be nervous, Ruth! You and Caleb are simply perfect for each other." Ruth looked over her shoulder at the younger girl's face. Alice was sighing wistful, and Ruth had to smile at her friend's romantic sensibilities.
With a deep breath, Ruth rose and thanked Alice, "You did a wonderful job."
Alice smiled, ducking her head a bit, shyly. "Go on, now," she bit her lip, blushing, "Caleb is waiting for you in the yard."
Ruth walked slowly out the room and downstairs, desperately trying to push down the butterflies. Why, oh why, did she have to be so nervous!? She lov- enjoyed being with Caleb, didn't she?
Finally making her way to the front door, Ruth stared at her trembling hands. She couldn’t' do it - there was no way that she could calm herself down enough to make any sense when talking with Caleb. She'd just have to keep her mouth closed with a smile and try not to shake too much.
Hesitantly, she opened the door to the bright, spring sunshine. Blinking, she saw Caleb, dressed in his best shirt, which matched the sprouting daffodils in the grass. He was holding a bouquet of wildflowers and wearing a grin as bright as the sun.
Ruth's heart stopped for a second, then resumed beating. It wasn't pounding though. Gone were the fluttering in her stomach and the trembling in her hands. Confident, Ruth walked down the porch and stood by Caleb's side. She smiled up at him, sighing a bit as the last butterflies sailed out.