|Evil Plan 493
Author: Harmony Goldstar PM
Emily texts Gillian in the middle of the night... and then with what Gillian tells her, comes up with an Evil Plan. You know, the ones spelled evil with the capital E, that aren't actually evil at all?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Family - Emily L. & Gillian F. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,742 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 11-23-12 - Published: 11-06-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8680584
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A/N: Just another... I don't know what this is. The result of my failing attempt to do NaNoWriMo. And of course, the distraction of watching them color a map of the country on TV...
I was bored, and I couldn't sleep. Dad made me go to my room so I wouldn't stay up all night watching TV. Didn't he realize that it was summer vacation and it was perfectly okay for me to do that? Obviously not.
I occupied myself texting friends for hours, until just before 2 AM. Then Melissa decided she was going to bed, and that left me alone, as everyone else had gone to bed some time ago. I considered sneaking back downstairs to watch TV. If I kept the volume down, Dad probably wouldn't hear. But, that required moving, and moving required effort. Besides, my nest of blankets was pretty comfortable.
On a whim, I texted Gillian. She was the only non-relative in my contacts that I hadn't already texted, so I gave it a shot. I didn't really think she'd be up, but I had nothing to lose.
A few minutes later, she texted back.
Gillian: What are you doing still awake?
Me: Can't sleep. Dad said no TV. I'm bored.
Gillian: I'm with you on that one. Can't sleep either.
Me: I didn't wake you then?
Gillian: So, why can't you sleep?
Me: Idk… I just can't. I probably slept too late this morning.
Gillian: When did you get up?
Gillian: That's probably why.
Me: I was texting my friends, but they went to bed. So I figured I'd text you.
Gillian: Yay! I could do with a good conversation!
Me: Why? What's keeping you up?
There were several minutes where Gillian didn't reply, so I sent another text.
Gillian: I don't need to swear you to secrecy do I?
Me: Of course not.
I have my suspicions about what's keeping Gillian awake. I hope she'll talk to me about it, so at least I can go off and be all happy on my own. And then make evil plans. If it's what I'm thinking anyway.
Gillian: Well…. it's your dad (he's fine) I was just thinking about him…
Me: Go on…
Gillian: Things have been so different since Alec left.
Me: Yeah. Dad's been different since the divorce too. He's lonely.
Gillian: I know…
Me: He needs a girlfriend.
Gillian: haha. Emily…
Me: Sorry. Back to the original topic of conversation. What about my dad were you thinking about?
Gillian: Remember that case we worked last week?
Me: The one with that obnoxious guy who hit on you from minute 1?
Gillian: That one. Cal didn't tell you this of course, but whenever we dealt with the guy after that Cal flirted with me the entire time.
Me: Wow! He definitely didn't tell me that.
Gillian: I should hope not. It was… fun. He acted all sheepish about it after. Kept asking if it had crossed the line.
Me: Did it?
Gillian: Not really. I should have just told him that I thought it was sweet.
Me: You think my father is sweet?!
Me: You should tell him.
Gillian: I mean, the line…
Me: Gill, just tell him the line has gone to hell.
Me: Just do it.
Gillian: In all seriousness Emily, I made up the line because I think I was in love with your father long before my divorce.
Me: Really? The L word's kinda a big deal Gill.
Gillian: I know.
Me: You mean it then
Gillian: Do you have to ask?
Gillian: I do.
Me: Well then. This changes things.
Gillian: Remember that you're sworn to secrecy.
Me: I know.
You see, I had information that Gill didn't. In fact, I had as close to all the facts that anyone was likely to get. Time to begin Evil Plan #493.
Gillian: Well, I'm going to get some sleep. Can you remind Cal to bring the manila folder with his credit card statements to the office tomorrow?
Me: Sure. Goodnight!
And suddenly I had an idea. An evil idea, yes, but a brilliant one. After all, it was an Evil Plan, and everyone knows evil plans must have evil ideas, even if the goal is something as angelic as mine.
I just had to hope Dad hadn't put those pictures in the safe. I crept downstairs and stood in the living room. If I was a hopelessly in love old-ish man, where would I hide those pictures? I opened a few cabinets in the kitchen, but they were full of dishes that we never used. Then I opened the refrigerator to get a glass of juice, not to look for the pictures. That would be weird. I opened the freezer to grab an ice cube, and I happened to notice a zip-lock bag that looked like it was empty. It would be just like my dad to leave empty bags in the freezer, so I pulled it out.
There they were. The pictures I was looking for. In a zip-lock bag in the back of our freezer. It's not as crazy as it sounds, actually. If it wasn't three in the morning and I hadn't been thirsty, there was no way I would have looked in the freezer. I carefully opened the bag and took the pictures out. Leaving them on the table, I walked into the living room with my juice and almost tripped over something. I didn't bother to turn the lights on to see what, because the manila folder I was looking for was half buried on the table. I grabbed it and headed back into the kitchen, taking more care this time to avoid any objects on the floor.
I set my now almost empty glass of juice on the counter and opened up the manila folder. Just like Gill had said, it was just boring papers. I slipped the pictures in after the first piece of paper. Hopefully he would just toss her the folder tomorrow.
Now that I was up and doing something, I felt a lot more tired. I put the empty plastic bag back in the freezer so it would look like the pictures were still there, and then I wrote out a note on a piece of paper and stuck it to Dad's car keys.
Gill said to remind you to take this.
I left the folder on the table, put my glass in the sink, and went to bed.
A/N: I have a friend who would do this sort of thing. In fact, she has, and probably always will. So, new chapters for all my stuff soon guys? I think so.