i am posting this picture of cricket because a. she’s pretty, b. i haven’t posted either of the twins in a while since they’re not in the running for heir, and c. i still have to write up the next update and i’m distracted by animal crossing.
updates soon! <3
“So, did you have fun tonight, Charlotte?” Todd asked the brunette, pulling her towards him and taking her hands in his.
“I had such a great time,” she said honestly. “I hope you weren’t mad when I knocked you down in the roller rink!”
“Only if you’re not mad about me stepping on your toes while dancing,” he said with a grin. “Curse my two left feet.”
Charlotte giggled, feeling happiness bubble up inside her. She couldn’t believe how well things had gone with Todd; she’d been so worried they’d run out of things to say or get bored with each other, but there really hadn’t been a dull moment the entire afternoon. Now that the sun was going down and he was about to take her home, she genuinely couldn’t think of anything else that could have made the date better— well, except maybe one thing.
“I thought you were a lovely dancer,” she said sweetly. He smiled at her, looking her in the eyes.
“Well, thank you, even though I know that’s not true.” He laughed. “But I had a great time, too. In fact— I’d like to ask you something, if you don’t mind.”
“I know this is— well, let’s just say I’m not usually so forward— but this has been so much fun. You’re enchanting, Charlotte, and I’d really like to keep getting to know you. What would you say right now if I asked you to be my girlfriend?”
Looking back on the moment, Charlotte would swear that her heart stopped right then and there, just for a second. She knew that the date had definitely gone well, but she’d never in a million years expected him to say what he’d just said. She may have fantasized about it the night before, but to hear him actually ask her to be his girlfriend had seriously thrown her for a loop. Was this what love felt like?
“I— I’d love to,” she said finally, the words coming out small and soft.
“I was really hoping you’d say that.”
Charlotte took a deep breath as she got out of her parents’ car. This was it; this was her date with Todd Sterling. She was so nervous that she could barely muster up a squeak to say goodbye to her mom before she shut the car door and headed up to the old cannery where the festival was held every year. She glanced around her, not wanting to miss him. What color shirt would he be wearing, she wondered? Would he come up to her or would she have to go find him? What if he didn’t even show up? What if the whole date thing was a prank and he was planning on taking a picture of her alone and miserable at a picnic table and then sending it around to all of his friends, making fun of the sad, pathetic girl who had really believed that someone like him would want to go out with her?
“Charlotte!” The brunette turned and saw Todd Sterling walking up to her, and all the worries that had filled her mind just seconds ago vanished at first glance of his charming smile. He approached her, pulling his hand from behind his back to reveal a bouquet of purple flowers, which he handed to her. “I saw these at the flower stand over there— they reminded me of you, so I thought it only fitting that I buy them for you. And heeey, look. They match your shirt and everything.” He grinned. “It must have been fate.”
Charlotte could have died. There she was, at the spring festival, on a date with the most talented boy she’d ever met, who was in front of her, handing her a bouquet of flowers that he’d picked out specifically for her. Could this day get any better? She certainly didn’t think so.
“Omigod, they’re beautiful,” she said, her eyes lighting up. “Thank you so much!”
“They just opened up the skate rental booth. Shall we?” He extended his arm to her, which she gleefully took.
“But of course,” she replied playfully. “Lead the way.”
“Okay, sorry, guys,” Charlotte said, sticking her phone back in her pocket as she made her way back over to Birdie and Henry. “Wow. I actually can’t believe that just happened.” She bit her lip, eyes brimming with obvious excitement.
“Okay, woah. You’re practically glowing, Char. What just happened?” Henry asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Who was that on the phone?” Birdie chimed in.
“It was— it was Todd Sterling,” Charlotte admitted, her cheeks turning pink. “He— he just asked me out on a date tomorrow night.”
“Oh my god,” Birdie said, putting her hands to her mouth. “I KNEW he liked you!! Did you SEE the way he’s been looking at you in rehearsal? I just KNEW it!”
“Well, congratulations, Mrs. Todd Sterling,” Henry said with a smirk. “You’ll have to let us know when the wedding is. The real one, that is. Or maybe we can convince Ms. Feinstein to hire a real priest for Gloria and Marco’s wedding and we can make it official right there on stage.”
“Shut up!” Charlotte said, hitting him on the arm, her face now bright red.
“Where’s Romeo taking you, anyway?”
“To the Spring Festival,” She replied quietly. “We’re going to go roller skating and walk around and look at all the booths.” Charlotte could feel her cheeks getting sore from her inability to stop smiling.
“Oh my god, look at her, Birds!” Henry cried. “She’s blushing so hard!”
“SHUT UP!” Charlotte yelled. “Just come inside okay? Before I change my mind and send both of you home!”
“Our little baby is growing up so fast,” Henry teased, nudging Birdie with a wink as they followed Charlotte up to the front door.
As Charlotte stepped back away from her friends to take the phone call, Henry turned back to Birdie with a look of confusion.
“Okay, seriously, can you fill me in on what this thing is?” He asked. “Because I literally have no idea what’s going on right now.”
“Henry— okay, look. This isn’t just any weird little holographic blob. This is 100% alien technology,” Birdie told him seriously, her voice lower than it had been a moment ago. “There’s no other way to describe it. It’s completely foreign. And that means that there could be aliens walking around among us right this moment and no one has any idea but us.
“Uh… are you sure about that?” The boy asked skeptically. “Maybe it’s just like, a new toy on the market. You know kids and their newfangled technology these days.”
“No way. It’s WAY too sophisticated and advanced to be a toy. I know they use holograms a lot in science fiction movies, but we’ve never actually had them in real life. Besides, have you ever heard of HoloSprite Industries? That doesn’t sound like any toy company I’ve ever heard of.”
“Okay, okay. So, let’s say it is alien: what are we supposed to do about it?”
“We have to find the aliens who dropped it. And we’ll use Spleeg here to guide us.”
“Hello!” The small, transparent creature chirped. “Are you my new caretaker?”
“Did— did that thing just talk to you?” Henry asked, taking a step back. Birdie, meanwhile, was staring at the creature almost speechless, her eyes growing bigger and bigger the more she looked.
“Henry, do you realize what this is?” She asked, holding the small creature in front of her face. She turned to it and smiled. “Hello! Yes, I am your new caretaker. Where do you come from?”
“I am made by HoloSprite Industries! My name is Spleeg! What may I call you?”
“I’m Birdie,” Birdie replied.
“Hello, Birdie!” Spleeg greeted cheerfully. “It is lovely to meet you!”
“What the…” Henry began, but stopped himself when he saw Charlotte walking up to them. “Oh, hey, Char! Come over here; you HAVE to see what Birdie just found!”
“What?” Charlotte moved to see what he was talking about, but before she could join them, her pocket began singing with a phone call. “Ugh, hang on, guys. I’ll be right there.”
It was a bright, sunny Saturday afternoon in Riverview, and Birdie, Henry, and Charlotte had made plans to spend the day at Charlotte’s house, where they would play video games, jump on the trampoline, and gossip about other cast members. Birdie and Henry had met up on their own earlier, and decided to walk over to the Caraways’ house together.
On the way over, though, just outside of the picket fence which surrounded the Caraway house, Birdie saw something shiny glinting out of the corner of her eye.
“Hang on a sec,” the redhead said to Henry, pausing to lean down and pick up a small, silver, round object. “What’s this?”
“Looks like one of those mirror compact things,” Henry said, examining it as she held it up to him. “At least, it looks like the one my mom has.”
“I don’t think so. Those are usually way smaller. Than this. And this has a weird logo on it. I’ve never even seen this kind of symbol before.” Birdie traced around the object with her finger until she found a tiny, dimpled button. “Oooh, here we go. This must be how you open it.”
She pressed the button, and was greeted with a startling chirping noise, and then something popped out of the object that she definitely hadn’t been expecting: something that was small, green, and smiling right at her.
When they had decided that they were ready to start heading to Roxy’s house, they both stood up and dusted the grass off of them. Casper started to walk over to his bike so he could walk it alongside them, but Roxy stopped him, tugging on his sweater.
“Wait,” she said quietly, biting her lip. She stepped toward him and put her arms around him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thank you. You didn’t have to come.” She sniffled lightly, wiping her nose off with her sleeved hand.
“Of course I did,” he said, hugging her back. “I couldn’t just leave you out here.”
“Well, a lot of people would have. So, thanks.”