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Don’t Cry Out. – (Chapter: 4. Guilt and Bliss are my shoulder angels.)
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Rather than say anything that Spencer had feared, Ashley simply smiled and said, “That’s cool.”
She shouldn’t have worried so much.
“Do you want some cookies?” she’d then asked, throwing Spencer off-guard a little. That was probably the last thing she’d expected Ashley to ask her, even if she was a baker and they were at a bakery drinking coffee. Unable to force out any discernable words, she nodded dumbly as she stared at her now near-empty mug.
“Sure, that’d be great.” Ashley stood, her smile lingering, taking her coffee with her and picking up Spencer’s on the way.
“I’ll fill this up, too.” She said quietly as she passed, almost whispering. The blonde nearly shivered, but managed to keep herself from displaying any signs of straying from her calm, composed state, watching with careful eyes as the other girl maneuvered her way around the counter. She hadn’t asked what kind of cookie Spencer wanted, and hadn’t inquired on her coffee preferences, but simply seemed to know exactly what Spencer would want – even if Spencer herself didn’t.
When the brunette returned, the mug was returned to the table, now steaming and filled with the hot drink, accompanied by something new; a small, decorative plate with three pig-shaped cookies resting in its center. The blonde couldn’t help but smile as she looked at them, as they seemed to be looking right back at her; smiling their little icing smiles as they romped in the colors of the plate in a giddy fashion, taunting her, willing her to try them. She was reminded of the book by Lewis Carroll, of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, wherein the cookies all had ‘Eat Me’ written on them, and caused her to grow to enormous sizes when she did.
Spencer hoped that these cookies would not cause her to grow to an enormous size, especially in front of Ashley.
“Go ahead, try it.” Ashley’s chuckling voice broke through Spencer’s thoughts, and she realized she must have been staring dumbly at the plate without really doing anything, just as she had been caught doing with the chocolate éclairs at the counter. She smiled in a sheepish, apologetic manner and reached gingerly for the plate, choosing the pig-shaped cookie closest to her and bringing it to her face. She inspected it, for a moment, trying to figure out what kind of cookie it was, when the brunette read her mind once more.
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why do i feel spencers optimism is sooo gonna bite her in the ass….anyway amazing update as they’ve all been …plzzzzz pms…and i read this one sober im proud of myself …lol..pms!!!!
God, I love this fic. Your unabashed creation of characters out of everything from guilt to a piece of paper to a pig shaped cookie is delightful. I particularly liked the Spencer’s worrying over the potential Wonderland affects of her pig cookie. This is one of the few stories that actually makes me laugh out loud at witty comments. And I’m doubley thrilled because I know you write angst well, too. Seriously, your writing is flawless. Keep updating fast! Please! My life depends on it!
nooo! listen to guilt! at least she can dig herself out before she’s entirely burried. i’m pretty sure right now she can still see a little above ground. i hope? aldkfj. apparently, you know where you’re going with this. I, on the other hand, do not, and i don’t see any possible happy ending for them :( please prove me wrong? spashley’s no fun when they end up dead or not together haha. and of course predictable isn’t fun. that’s why your story IS fun. :]
Oh God! I hate Spencer’s lying…but I love it too. How is that possible? I’m in such a state of confusion, and cj4eva is right. It all is gonna come back and bite her squarely in the ass. How I want to see that, I mean Don’t…I mean. Yes, no, yes, no, yes…I absolutely hate you for putting me in this position. Wait, I love you for it…God! Make the annoyong voices shut up, make them stop. I need to make up my mind. Maybe by your next post I’ll have it all sorted out.
please post soon. I was starting to miss you.
Wow spencer is digging herself deeper and deeper. Wehn ashely fines out the truth spencer going to be in big time shit. Great post. PMS
okay, so i miraculously came out of a coma when I saw the update posted. Whew! Luck of the Irish, eh? Anyway, i loved it. Aaannnddd, i can’t gaurauntee another coma, but If you don’t write more soon, then I’ll most likely be mad sad.
why do i feel spencers optimism is sooo gonna bite her in the ass….anyway amazing update as they’ve all been …plzzzzz pms…and i read this one sober im proud of myself …lol..pms!!!!
God, I love this fic. Your unabashed creation of characters out of everything from guilt to a piece of paper to a pig shaped cookie is delightful. I particularly liked the Spencer’s worrying over the potential Wonderland affects of her pig cookie. This is one of the few stories that actually makes me laugh out loud at witty comments. And I’m doubley thrilled because I know you write angst well, too. Seriously, your writing is flawless. Keep updating fast! Please! My life depends on it!
nooo! listen to guilt! at least she can dig herself out before she’s entirely burried. i’m pretty sure right now she can still see a little above ground. i hope? aldkfj. apparently, you know where you’re going with this. I, on the other hand, do not, and i don’t see any possible happy ending for them :( please prove me wrong? spashley’s no fun when they end up dead or not together haha. and of course predictable isn’t fun. that’s why your story IS fun. :]
Oh God! I hate Spencer’s lying…but I love it too. How is that possible? I’m in such a state of confusion, and cj4eva is right. It all is gonna come back and bite her squarely in the ass. How I want to see that, I mean Don’t…I mean. Yes, no, yes, no, yes…I absolutely hate you for putting me in this position. Wait, I love you for it…God! Make the annoyong voices shut up, make them stop. I need to make up my mind. Maybe by your next post I’ll have it all sorted out.
please post soon. I was starting to miss you.
Wow spencer is digging herself deeper and deeper. Wehn ashely fines out the truth spencer going to be in big time shit. Great post. PMS
okay, so i miraculously came out of a coma when I saw the update posted. Whew! Luck of the Irish, eh? Anyway, i loved it. Aaannnddd, i can’t gaurauntee another coma, but If you don’t write more soon, then I’ll most likely be mad sad.
wow i finally caught up with the story and it’s simply amazing!! totally unique and original. but i hate being in spencer’s shoes. like how can she ignore everything that happened and get to know ashley? where’s all her anger? hmmm… and how can ash forgets someone like spencer?? oooh can’t wait for your next one. go go go!!
wow i finally caught up with the story and it’s simply amazing!! totally unique and original. but i hate being in spencer’s shoes. like how can she ignore everything that happened and get to know ashley? where’s all her anger? hmmm… and how can ash forgets someone like spencer?? oooh can’t wait for your next one. go go go!!
Oh Oh Oh (to touch and feel… sorry, the oh oh oh was the first thing I thought, and it’s the start of a mnemonic I learnt to remember the cranial nerves… after the word ‘feel’ it gets dirty). It was good! It was so good! But but but. What happens with the fallout? I’m so scared of the fallout! I’m building a nuclear shelter just so that I won’t DIE from the fallout. This story actually makes me wriggle with discomfort because i KNOW what’s coming. It can’t possibly be pretty. You’re writing is spectacular, as per usual. One request? can we have the paper and stapler couple back… I got kinda fond of them.
Oh Oh Oh (to touch and feel… sorry, the oh oh oh was the first thing I thought, and it’s the start of a mnemonic I learnt to remember the cranial nerves… after the word ‘feel’ it gets dirty). It was good! It was so good! But but but. What happens with the fallout? I’m so scared of the fallout! I’m building a nuclear shelter just so that I won’t DIE from the fallout. This story actually makes me wriggle with discomfort because i KNOW what’s coming. It can’t possibly be pretty. You’re writing is spectacular, as per usual. One request? can we have the paper and stapler couple back… I got kinda fond of them.
I feel so sorry for Spencer for having to lie about herself and everything else in her life. I don’t think this will come back to haunt her. She’ll just look like a big fucking liar. I’m really lovin’ this story.
I feel so sorry for Spencer for having to lie about herself and everything else in her life. I don’t think this will come back to haunt her. She’ll just look like a big fucking liar. I’m really lovin’ this story.
the longer spence goes on with that terrible lie the worse it is going to be in the end! but i must say i do understand her nervousness, it seems like something i would do! people are strangeshe just really needs to tell ashley… nevermind. thatd be very awkward. thanks, ash, for kicking her out!
the longer spence goes on with that terrible lie the worse it is going to be in the end! but i must say i do understand her nervousness, it seems like something i would do! people are strangeshe just really needs to tell ashley… nevermind. thatd be very awkward. thanks, ash, for kicking her out!