Chapter 39: Spring Fever

  Reilly waited nervously for Elly to show up. The past few weeks had been heaven, from their first kiss...

 
  to that day when Reilly finally asked Elly to be his girlfriend.   After he explained to her what that meant, she had happily agreed.

 

    He had invited her out to Greenstones, because it just bloomed with plant life, and Reilly knew how fond of plants Elly was.  Where was she?  He inwardly sighed with relief when he caught a glimpse of pink fairy wings heading his way.  She was here.

  Reilly always knew the exact moment when she saw him, because her eyes would light up.  "Reilly!"  she said excitedly.  "This place is most amazing!  Look at all the lovely plants!"

  "I thought you might like it."  Reilly smiled at her.  "Uh, Elly, I have a, something, to, uh..." he flushed as Elly looked up at him expectantly.  "Do you remember when we,"  Reilly blushed because he remembered full well, "had that conversation about human, uh, courtship rituals, and things, like engagements?"

  Elly smiled.  "I remember.  We are boyfriend, girlfriend yes?"

  "Yes, but, I would like us to be more."  Reilly pulled out a ring and dropped to one knee, "Elly, would you marry me?"

  Elly's eyes widened.  "This marry, we will have babies then?"

  Reilly blushed again.  "Well, yeah, eventually.  Kids are usually the next step."

  Elly smiled shyly at Reilly.  "Oh yes, please, I want to marry you!"

 

  "I should like to have lots of babies, Reilly."

  "Uh, I'll see what I can do."

 

 

  Spring Festivals weren't quite as fun to attend by yourself, Kit decided.  But he had been feeling cooped up and restless, and decided he needed to get out of the house for a little while.  He noticed the Kissing Booth when he first walked into the Festival, and after arguing with himself for several minutes, decided to give it a try.  The attendant was very attractive, but Kit had never kissed any one but Mina, he was kind of nervous.  Then he was disgruntled with himself, it was only for fun, he was making mountains out of molehills again.

  With that, he walked determinedly up to the Kissing Booth,

   and got his kiss.

 
 

  Rhys was all charm and smiles as he knocked on the door to the Durwood's home.  The butler let him, and led him to the parlor where two other guests were waiting.  He was surprised to see Olga there, with his cousin Dion.  "Olga, Dion."  Rhys nodded politely to both of them.  "I didn't know you were acquainted with Zack?"

  Olga nodded politely back at Rhys.  "Oh yes, he's my boyfriend's new boss, and we were invited to get acquainted with his new wife."

  "Your boyfriend?"  Rhys questioned.  Last he had heard, Olga was single.

  "Dion and I are dating now."

  "Really?  Congrats to the both of you."  Rhys smiled, though it hurt to smile.  Obviously Olga was over him, if she was dating other people.  Two could play that game, he decided.  "Where is our host?"

  "He's been detained at the Office."  Dion said, he had been watching the interchange between Olga and Rhys very carefully.  "He'll be here shortly, in the meantime, Smithson has been keeping us supplied with plenty of tea and sandwhiches.  If you're hungry or thirsty?"  Dion pointed to a tray sitting on the coffee table.

  "No thanks."  Rhys grinned, and let his pointy teeth show.  "I'm not hungry or thirsty, yet.  I think I'll explore a little instead."

   "Rhys, you'll get caught, and get in trouble."  Olga warned him. 

  "How thoughtful of you to care."  He said nonchalantly.  "But no worries, Zack intends to curry favor with me, not the other way around."  And with another nod to his cousin, Rhys went upstairs.

  He found the new wife, in a bedroom.  "So you married the old man."  Rhys commented, as he slouched against the door frame.

  The girl startled.  "Oh Rhys!  You scared me."  She stood up and walked towards him,  Rhys met her half way.

 
  "Why ever did you marry someone old enough to be your grandfather?"

  "Hmpf, as if you don't know.  Since you didn't want me..."

  Rhys laughed.  "I never said I didn't want you Olive, what I said, was, I didn't want to ever get married."

  Olive was confused.  "Aren't they the same?"

  Rhys moved in closer, in for a penny, in for a pound, he thought fatalistically.  "It's not the same thing at all."  He pulled her in, Olive didn't protest.

  "So, you want me now that I am not single." She whispered.

  "It does keep certain expectations out of your little scheming brain." he said.  Olive pouted, but her facade dropped quickly when Rhys kissed her.

    Olive wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him back.  She gently pushed him back towards the bed, her fingers undressing him as they continued to kiss.  "Not the marriage bed, I hope."  Rhys whispered.

  Olive shook her head.  "No, it's not."  After it was all over with, Rhys expected to feel something, but all he felt was empty.  Olive laid her head on his naked chest.  "Is this the start of an affair Rhys, or the end of one?"  Rhys gently disentangled himself from her and got up from the bed.  He began to pull his clothes back on.  "Rhys?"

  "Best get dressed Olive, you're husband will be here any minute."

  She got up, and pulled her robe back on.  "You didn't answer my question."

  Rhys shrugged.  "Call me if you're feeling needy."

  Olive hit him.  "You're such a jerk!" she hissed.

  Rhys chuckled harshly.  "Maybe I am.  I do believe I hear Zack downstairs, it's time for me to go."

  "Rhys, if I call you..."

  "Oh, I'm always up for some fun."  Rhys said bitterly.   "That is what I am good for."  Olive didn't understand his mood at all, she started to say something, but Rhys waved her off.  "Let's go, I'm done."  Olive turned and headed for the door, Rhys behind her.

 
   "You'd best put some clothes on." he suggested as he passed her.  Olive stopped and looked down at her robe.  She did as he suggested.

  Rhys found his host downstairs talking to Dion and Olga.  "There you are!"  Zack said heartily.  "Olga here said you had to use the bathroom, and I thought maybe the toilet swallowed you."  He laughed at his own joke, Olga and Dion laughed weakly along with him.

  "Bathroom?"  Rhys pretended to ponder.  "No, I was having an enlightening, " he paused, "conversation, yes, conversation with your lovely new wife, Olive.  Did you know we dated in highschool?"  The room was silent, and Zack stared at Rhys, not sure what to think.  "No?  Well, we did, she wouldn't sleep with me unless I agreed to marry her, I'm glad you took care of that for me."  Rhys faked a yawn.  "I find I'm tired, so I'm calling it a night.  Zack, as to the deal you wanted to discuss, I find I am not so interested after all."  Rhys turned on his heel and left.

  He ignored the bellowed, "What the hell..Olive!" of Zack's, along with the groaned, "Oh Rhys!" of Olga.  He had caused a lot of trouble tonight, but it still did not make him feel any better.  If anything, he felt worse.  But he ignored that too, he was getting good at this ignoring thing.


  Two weeks later, Reilly decided that having a big wedding was over rated.  Elly didn't care about one, Rhys was being uncommunicative, and his Dad was too distracted.  So Reilly pulled Elly aside, "How about we skip the ceremony and just get married now?"  Reilly suggested.

  "Does that mean we could have babies quicker?"

  "Um, yeah."

  "Then let's do it Reilly.  I am looking forward to this marry."

  "What a way to pressure a guy, Elly."  Reilly muttered.

  "Pressure?  I don't understand this?"

  "Never mind."  Reilly told her.  He grabbed her hands.  "I promise to love, honor, and cherish  you Elly, for all of my days.  And, " he smiled at her, "do my best to give you the babies you are wanting."  That would be no hardship, Reilly smiled to himself.  Though he was a bit nervous, it would be the first time for both of them.

 
  Elly repeated the words that he had said to her.  Then she added a few of her own.  "I am looking forward to having your babies Reilly." She smiled wistfully up at him after they kissed, their vows said.

  Reilly chuckled.  "Yeah, I think you've mentioned it a time or two.  Now as to those babies..."  He whispered in her ear, and she giggled, then they raced for their room.


  Rhys breathed the night air in.  He didn't care that it was raining out.  He just had to get out of the house, while he was pleased for Reilly, he just couldn't take all that happiness.  It ruined his mood.  He slowed when he saw Olga standing outside a house.  She didn't leave when she saw him approach, but merely stood there and watched him get closer.  "I hope you are happy," she said softly, when he stopped in front of her.

  
  "Really?" he said.  "What should I be happy about?" he asked her.

  "That scene you caused the other night.  Was it really necessary?"

   "I have no idea what you are talking about."

  Olga snorted.  "Well, for your information, while you made things extremely awkward and uncomfortable, at the end of it, Olive is still married to Zack."

  "Good."  Rhys said emotionless.  "They deserve each other."

  "Rhys,"  Olga hesitated for a moment, "Dion and I talked for a long time about you, being that you are second cousins, he already knew a lot about you."  Rhys pretended to not listen, and studied his fingernails.  "He asked me to marry him, and I said yes."

  Rhys looked up at her.  "So congratulations are in order?" he said tonelessly.

  "Yes, I wanted to tell you in person."

  "And now you have."

  "Would you stop with the jaded bit!"  Olga said exasperated.

  "I don't know what you want from me Olga."

  Olga pulled him in close to her, and he automatically wrapped his arms around her.  His body was freezing, Olga thought, though Rhys seemed unaware of it.  "Be happy for me Rhys."

 
 
  "And find someone else to love, we were just not meant to be."  She said sadly.  "I do care a lot for Dion, and I know we'll have a good marriage.  I want that for you too.  Dion and I are moving in a week, to Monte Vista, so this is good bye."  Olga kissed him one final time, and then pulled away, Rhys let her go.

 

 

  "What the hell was that Rhys Van Gould?"  Olive's ear shattering pitch made Rhys wince.

 
  Rhys turned around, his practiced charming smile already on his lips.  "Olive, whatever brings you out here, on such a stormy night."

  "You're such a jerk Rhys!  All of that, the other night, was because of her!"  Olive made the word her sound like a curse word.

 
  "I thought we already established the other night that I am a jerk." he said mildly.

  "You are horrid!" she shrieked.  "Do you know what I had to do to clean up that little mess you left me with?  And to find out it's her fault?"

  "No, that mess, as you so nicely called it, was because you slept with me, when you've only been married to Old Grandfather for two days.  Olga had nothing to do with that." he said shortly.

  "Well, I can ruin your life too."  Olive said viciously.  "I'm sure your cousin Dion would love to know about you and Olga."

  "Knock yourself out."  Rhys shrugged.  "Because despite what you think you may have seen, or not seen, there is no Olga and I.  Have a good night Olive."  Rhys pulled his umbrella out and walked away.

  "I could be pregnant with your baby you know!" She yelled out at him.

  "You know where to find me."

  


  Due to the late hour, Rhys entered the house quietly, but he didn't have to, he realized.  Everyone was sitting down and looking at him expectantly.  "What?" he asked irritably, as he shook his umbrella out.

  "We have something to talk about."  Reilly told him.  "As a family." he added.

  Rhys wandered over to the couch and flopped onto it with a sigh.  "Okay, hit me with it.  I'm a wretch, I'm no good..."

  "Sounds like a good topic for conversation later."  Reilly looked at him curiously.

  "We're not going to talk about me and my bad behavior?"  Rhys asked, confused.

  "I was done with that topic a long time ago."  Kit commented.

  "We'll talk later."  Reilly promised him. 

  Rhys grimaced.  "Then what are we talking about now?"

  "I've been offered a job, a really good one, as an Investigative Dectective, in another town.  The pay is terrific, and the cases, they are far more interesting than the lost wallets I track down around here.  But I am not the only one affected.  I don't know if I should take this job, and if I do, if you guys want to come with me."

  "I have to talk to the Fairy Council first."  Elly reminded her husband.  "About the Mandrakes."

  Reilly kissed her.  "I know Love, I didn't forget."

  "Where is this new town?  What is it called?"  Rhys asked.

  "Monte Vista."  Reilly answered.

  Rhys stared at Reilly.  "No kidding?"


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  Notes:  Who knew Olive was standing behind Rhys during that whole little scene I set up, lol.  I was busy taking pics, then I get the little notice that others are noticing Rhys behavior and he'd better tone it down or someone was going to get hurt.  So I look around, and there's Olive, steaming mad!

  I sent Rhys to the first party, but I was busy elsewhere most of the time he was there.  When I got back to him, it was to find him with Olive in the bedroom, and they were getting up off the bed, and he had all the moodlets of a risky.  I couldn't believe it, and at Olive's engagement party too!  They had been romantic as teens, but it never went anywhere.  Since the damage was done, so to speak, I set up the rest of the scene!

  So, another move for the Kahekili family.  I have been making myself wait until Monte Vista was released to move them to another world.  I love Moonlight Falls, but after a while, it stutters too much, and annoys me, lol  This way I can play in the new EA world as well, and it is so pretty!  I am in love with the new pizza oven!  I want one for RL. :D

  I've also been playing/experimenting with a photo editor, it was fun! :)