Hurricane Hattie on the Horizon

[ella_of_frell]

Who: Ella of Frell, Hattie of Ehvenn, Dorian of Gray (er, wait -- )
When: Today!
Where: Dorian's Place
Summary: Studying at Dorian's apartment after seeing to the 'mildew' problem. Hattie's paranoia leads her to the apartment.
Warnings: Hattie. :I And probably lots of arguing. And ... god help us all.


Still a little frustrated over Hattie's behavior of late, not to mention a few other things, Ella had agreed to see to Dorian's mildew problem. She was dressed in an altered version of the French Maid outfit that Haruhi had snipped to h-ll and back, having sewn a layered skirt over it so she didn't embarrass herself or give people the wrong idea. A knock at the door heralded Her arrival at the apartment. After they tackled this issue, they could work on those French lessons.

Comments

[blondandperfect]

[Yes it is a weird command. And if Hattie has her way, Ella is going to come off as the weirdest person Dorian has ever met. Smug smug. She does pause a moment since the command, to her, seemed to take effect without coughing.]

Oh dear, you're not getting the hiccups again, are you? A gentleman such as Dorian wouldn't mind you getting water, we'll just catch up a little while you get it.

[And she immediately turns to Dorian, charmed by his smile.]

She goes into fits sometimes. You know, when I heard you fluently spoke the 'language of love', I couldn't help but feel how.. Fitting that is.

[mostbeautiful]

Fits? I've never saw one before. Here, Ella dear, let me get you some water.

[He exists, patting Hattie's shoulder first, and smiling warmly at Ella.]

[ella_of_frell]

[ Quit calling me 'dear' already. Hattie's probably got ten different scenarios involving us yeesh. Ella smiles weakly at Hattie, and ... shakes her head, not chancing speaking as long as she can help it. No, she's not getting hiccups and you damn well know that. Cow.
Turning to Dorian, Ella clears her throat, nodding gratefully, making a pleased noise of approval. Yay water. ... this... was going to be difficult. ]

[blondandperfect]

[It's too late. Far too late. The moment 'dear' was said, Hattie was glaring -daggers- at Ella, with a frown so deep it'd make old men go 'damn!'. And who's a cow? You're a.. Thing!! She grits her teeth so firmly, they might break! When Dorian leaves she hisses:]

Why you little.. When you talk, speak in pig latin too!

[mostbeautiful]

[Dorian returns a few moments later with some water. He throws Hattie a smile. She seems quite content in her seat. So, he heads to Ella, handing her the water.]

Here you are. [He hands her the water.] I hope you're not ill. So many strange things have been happening lately. Its likely to be a trial for everyone.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Fine, she just won't talk then. Ella smiles at Dorian when he approaches, accepting the water. She opens her mouth - pauses, and sips the water, fingers reaching up to touch her throat a little. Damnit, this was going to be difficult. ]

Hmm! [ Good job, Ella. Next Hattie is going to think you're so smitten you're reduced to non vocal grunts around Dorian. . oh shit....]

[blondandperfect]

[And Hattie in return gives such a bright, smitten smile toward Dorian. Honestly she'd rather sit on his lap and feed him strawberry's rather than watch him do lessons with Ella; but there should be an entertaining show soon enough.]

Thank you so much Mister Gray! And it's so true, I read on the network just the other day about a swine flu outbreak. Thankfully it can only be passed through kissing. They say it causes infertility.

... Oh. Erm, sorry, that wasn't very pleasent was it? Please, go ahead and start the lesson. o/~

[Hattie takes a sip from her glass, smirking as she looks to Ella. Have your fun, but you'll die a slow and painful death by embarrassment!]

[mostbeautiful]

Yes please. If you won't be too bothered, Hattie.

Ella, did you bring your books?

[ella_of_frell]

[ Books? No, certainly not - she'd come because she thought he had a problem with the apartment, not for tutoring. Thus, she sheepishly shook her head, struggling to keep from responding vocally. But the last thing she wanted to do we give either of them the wrong idea. And she knew Hattie was so nauseating lost in her smitten little world she'd read everything from Ella the wrong way. BOY would she love to just deck her one And she will too! But not right now. YAY. ]

Onay I'mwa-

[ She slaps a hand over her mouth again, feigning a coughing spasm and shoving the glass to her mouth, her gaze darting towards Hattie briefly. Be amused now, but she will murder you in your sleep one day. Only not really but OH if she could just throw you out. . .]

[blondandperfect]

*glrp* PBBBT!

[Hattie spits a bit of her water back into the glass, then quickly clenches her eyes shut to keep from laughing. Wow. Wow. She tries to play it off as surprise, coughing lightly into her fist.]

.. Ahem. Was that French? What did she say, Dorian?

[Smiiiiiile.]

[mostbeautiful]

[Dorian rubs his chin, chuckling a little. The poor girl seems to be tongue-tied. Well, she never has been before. Maybe it's the presence of her sister...]

Not French, ma petite.

[He calls over to Hattie. He steps forward, taking Ella's hand.]

Are you sure you're all right? Speak up.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Damnit Dorian, you're a nice guy if not for that ego, but you are MAKING THINGS DIFFICULT FOR HER. Ella jerks her hand back, mildly irritated. ]

Erphay! Opstay atthay, I'mway inefay erpday!

[ Oh this was just ridiculous. She shook her head. She was not going to give Hattie the satisfaction of seeing Ella embarrass herself the rest of the evening. With a cough into her hand, she backed away from Dorian, sketching a silent curtsey of apology. She was going to make a mad dash. Let Hattie stay with Dorian. Hey, maybe they'll fall for each other and she'll move in with HIM. Oh that would be heaven. ]

[blondandperfect]

[PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!! See, first Hattie's eyes turned red (not really), but then her lips drew inward to keep from bursting out into laughter because wow that was amazing.]

Oh dear.. There's no doubt about it, Ella has swine flu!

[Hattie raises a hand to her cheek, and looks to Dorian as she makes her retreat. Nope, she's not going to make Ella stick around.]

It can only be contracted through kissing. She's been shmoozing again, no doubt. I'd be embarrassed too!

[mostbeautiful]

[Dorian doesn't understand 'swine flu']

She doesn't look ill, Hattie dear. I don't think it's influenza.

[He approaches Ella, pinching her chin.]

You're playing a joke, aren't you?

Come on, stop it. Speak Clearly!

[ella_of_frell]

[ Oh she's sick all right. Sick of Hattie giving her commands. At her remark, Ella turns sharply, leveling a glare at the older girl briefly. Contracted through kissing? How DARE she - just what kind of a girl was she trying to imply Ella was?

Erk, hand on her chin. Ella's attention shifts to Dorian, balking a bit, and she raises both hands to push him away. But. Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you, those beautiful two last words. ]

I said stop it. [ No touchie! And shaking her head a little. This is why Hattie thinks she's always over here being kissy kissy~! ]

I'm sorry Dorian, but now isn't a good time for lessons, I think. Why don't you entertain Hattie for a while instead. I'm sure she'd love that.

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie stroked her own chin, about to make up an elaborate lie about what the symptoms were when suddenly... Ella was speaking normally again, cutting off her fun and causing her to be taken aback for a moment. She'd forgotten, anyone can tell her what to do.]

...

[Was Hattie not the only one that knew about it anymore? She had been here for a year after all.]

No.. I think I should be on my way as well. Ella, you and I need to talk. In private. Mister Gray, I'm truly very.. Very sorry about this.

[mostbeautiful]

[As is usual, Dorian thinks he understands. Ladies are fragile and fickle and inclined to strange whims.]

I'm glad you've recovered, Miss Ella. Miss Ella, Miss Hattie, perhaps another time then.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Ella shot a look at Hattie, inwardly bristling. What could she possibly have to say to her NOW? ]

As you like, milady. [ Although she'd been hoping Hattie would have been more interested in throwing herself at Dorian for the rest of the night. SIGH. She curtseyed to Dorian nevertheless, smiling fairly pleasantly. ]

I bid you good night, Dorian. Until next time. [ She turned to go. Hattie might want to talk with her, but Ella wasn't going to wait for her. ]

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie isn't happy. She should be enjoying time alone with him until this revelation came up. She departs with a curtsey all the same.]

Of course! Have a good evening, Mr Grey.

[Only once the door is closed behind him does she hiss her outrage; in a surprisingly quiet tone. That is, after she manages to catch up in her heels.]

You did exactly what he told you! What do you think you're doing being so careless? You'll ruin everything!

[ella_of_frell]

[ Dang, she caught up. ]

What are you talking about? Ruin everything what?

[blondandperfect]

[You're not Speedy Gonzalez, Ella. At least not -yet-. Who knows what science will bring!]

You know exactly what I'm talking about! The moment someone else figures out that you do exactly as you're told, I'll b- I mean we'll be in for it!

Come to think of it, does anyone else know about it??

[ella_of_frell]

[ Yes. Toushirou knows. Meg knows. Everyone else who knew left the port. ]

How should I know?

[ She may not be Speedy Gonzalez, but she's powerwalking all the same, trotting down the stairs swiftly. She could have taken the elevator, but she didn't trust the ones in this apartment. ]

[blondandperfect]

[Annoying brat!]

Ella -stop-.

[ella_of_frell]

[ And. She. Stops. It's probably weird that she just stops with one foot off the stair like that, in a physics defying position - she SHOULD tumble down the stairs or something, but the magic powered curse keeps her in the exact position she was in a few minutes. ]

... [ Oh and she's SO annoyed too. ]

[blondandperfect]

[... You are so weird, Ella. Hattie doesn't notice until she steps in front of Ella, then looks downward. What is wrong with you?]

.. You just don't know when to quit, do you? Stand properly.

Now, tell me who else knows your secret.