hhanon | Round 3 - Return of the Meme

Round 3 - Return of the Meme

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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.

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”Music?” Blenkinsop said, got up and went over to the phonograph, smiled at Maltravers. ”Helen loves this one. It's the Lou Gold Orchestra, Baby Face.” The tune started to play. Blenkinsop started to dance with himself and soon he felt Maltravers arm around his waist and their fingers grasped each other and danced around the small room for the short 3 minutes, absolutely free from everything. Maybe because they where silly, maybe because Maltravers let his head rest upon his chest when the music drastically ended, only for a short while though.
”Jolly good song, Blenkinsop!” he said and smiled, looked up at him. ”Baby face, you got the cutest little baby face.” he sang, his singing voice was rather something Blenkinsop thought, if they had not joined the army maybe they could've performed at some seedy bar, Blenkinsop accompanying him on the piano, and always sharing a bed, no matter if it would just be a mattress on the floor. Blenkinsop gently pinched his chubby cheeks, shoke of the silly thoughts and leaned down for a kiss.
”Oh, play it again dear!” Helen said, came back into the room, not putting much though into the way her husband held the Lieutenant, had not her little Bertie said that Maltravers risked his life for him on so many occasions. And Blenkinsop hurried to do a little silly dance, to distract her even more and she happily joined in. ”Oh dear, I love you!” she said and kissed him on the cheek. ”Ah, Mr. Maltravers, you make wonders with my husband.”

She looked at her husband, he smiled at her. ”Are you alright?” he asked her.
”Just fine, just very tired...” she responded. He nodded and smiled. ”Ah, dancing is so much fun, I just don't think that pregnant women should do it.” Blenkinsop laughed.
”Only 2 months left.” he said, and let his hand wander over to her side of the bed. He didn't touch her, they didn't touch each other in bed, not since the disaster when he had been so drunk that he nearly could get it in and hurt her on the way... that and all of the other disasters during their 5 years of marriage. ”2 months left...”
”Oh, I am so excited, a little baby!” she smiled. ”And Mrs. Maltravers thinks it will be a girl.”
”She always thinks it's girls.” he said. ”When is your mother comming?”
”Two weeks before, she says it's common that...” Blenkinsop didn't listen, he just pretended to and nodded, asked some appropriate questions. But all he really could think of was Maltravers, the way that he had kissed him in the livingroom, the way Blenkinsop heart had beaten, not only because of the kiss but because of Helen's laughter and Mrs. Maltravers voice just through the thin wall, the way Maltravers eyes said everything and nothing at the same time. ”You aren't listening.”
”What, no, of course I am, dear, tell me more!” She smiled, wasn't he charming, her adorable husband? Her wonderful husband. Who was to kind for his own good. She felt bad for him, he who loved her so, and then she had cheated on him. With the lovely postman that she saw everyday. The postman had asked her once, a couple of months ago, if it was his, she had lied to him, and slapped him. But he still came around, said that her Blenkinsop wasted her life, said it through kisses. She would claim that he didn't and the postman would smile.
She smiled and kissed his cheek. ”There is nothing more to talk about, honey. Let's just sleep.”
”Yes Helen.” he said, and smiled back to her. She didn't know that he knew.

Awwww, Helen thinks she's cheating on Albert but he's also cheating on her.

Can't wait for the next bit.

Yes, the irony or something. :(

You don't have to wait long!

*bows and waves hat*
Ahh, m'lady, another excellent piece! I feel bad for both Helen and Albert, beiher wants to hurt the other but neither are happy! I hope they get a happy ending!

*giggles like a girl*
Thank you, sir! I am so happy that I am have been able to give Helen a personality, when I wrote her she seemed so dull.
As happy as they can, my dear.

Round 3 - Return of the Meme

Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 12c/20

Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 12c/20

Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 12c/20

Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 12c/20

Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 12c/20