As always, flik fell back to his lieutenants.
"guys, i need to tell her .. i need to tell her before my heart explodes with all the love and eyes pour them out onto her feet", a dazed flik blabbered. The situation was bad than woody and fiona had imagined. They couldn't picture flik reading out of an english book, leave alone listening to his poetry.
"dude, maybe you should just go and tell her" said woody.
"what do you mean 'tell her' .. i cant just go and tell her"
"but flik, you have to .."
"i know fiona, but i cant seem to think of anything spectacular to tell her"
"dude, you could probably take her on a luxury cruise and propose to her in the deck", fiona quipped. fiona, the unreasonably romantic.
"that, that really seems a great idea .. thanks fiona .. am off to book a .."
"flik, i didn't know you were an onassis", said woody bringing flik down to earth.
"well, yeah .. you right woodsey, .. fiona, a cruiser is err, maybe slightly expensive", slight seemed to take a meaning which no one had ever heard before. "how about some kind of football stadium with flood lights which we could rent, just for the two of us, with a big cake in between, which has my heart written all over it", eagerly flik asked.
"last time i heard, your last name wasn't rockfeller either".
"guys, you are my friends .. you gotto give me ideas"
"dude, we have one idea and you better take it .. take her to some restaurant on a moonlit day and tell her what you think. am told women have a liking for the full moon", woody, who saw relationships as sour grapes finally came up with one brilliant idea.
"yo woodsey, thatz a great idea. flik, go for it dude", approved fiona.
"you .. you .. guys think it is a good idea??", flik asked eagerly.
"yeah", they said in unison.
"i mean, doesnt it sound slightly mundane, a hotel, few candles .. i mean, my jess deserves better". Woody and fiona noticed the inclusion of the word "my" in it. "This guy is going bonkers", they thought in unison.
"maybe i should just wait for a couple of more months and i would definitely hit up with something spectacular".
Knowing flik's creative capabilities, "dude, before you finish up on your great idea, the guy next desk is going to take her away with probably one rose and a few chocolates", although they didnt say this in unison, this was more or less what they suggested. That did the trick and flick decided it was the restaurant, even if the idea was not grand at all.
Few weeks later, flik told woody and fiona that the appointed day had come and it was today. A good, dark newmoon day. Since woody and fiona didnt want to dissuade him now, they said it was a master stroke to choose the newmoon day since the candle would glow brighter than ever. Never an enthusiastic student of physics, flik rolled his head in pride that he came up with his idea himself. Without him noticing, woody and fiona banged their heads on the nearest lamp post. Late in the evening, flick said he was leaving. "All the best mate", " Go get her tiger", "If you can't, no one else could", "Its written dude, your futures are one" were few of the cliched statements which woody and fiona managed to utter.
The next three hours were pure tension. All said and done, flik really loved jess. He actually loved her more than he loved sleep and sloth, and that means something. So woody and fiona ended up praying for the rest of the evening. Late into the night, flik's volkswagen came into the apartment garage. Woody and fiona were there before one could say "hey, the car has come". They had taken their courses for all kinds of reaction. "Relax dude, she is not worth it", "Don't give it up dude, you are our own private robert clive" and other assorted remarks ready, they opened the door before flik could. And there flik was. A smile occupying 9/10ths of his face. He did it. He proposed to jess and jess said yes. This was great. Flik wasnt able to talk. In fact woody and fiona were secretly happy he didnt talk. His vocabulary would be so fake with words picked from that day's newspaper. The smiles said it all, and they walked silently patting him in the back to their apartment, even if it sounded horribly cliched.
Woody couldn't hold it back, and looking at fiona he realised she couldn't either. "Well dude, after all, a simpler plan with restaurant and candles worked", woody said.
"yeah sort of .. only that we didn't go to the restaurant .. damn, this key doesnt open the door", said a non-chalant flik, fighting with the apartment's lock.
woody was speechless, fiona was worse. "But .. but dude, we thought .. err .. we thought you guys had worked things out .. if you know what i mean".
"Oh, yeah that we did ... whatz wrong with the keyhole today ??"
"You proposed to her ?? where ??"
"On the way to the restaurant in the car, when we were stopping for a signal", said flik without looking up.
Woody was losing breath while fiona gave a look like she was just hit hard.
"in a car...", woody said.
"waiting for a signal...", fiona said.
"but thatz so ordinary", said woody.
"and so boring", said fiona.
"and really dumb", both of them cried.
"dude, who cares .. she said yes, didnt she ... ahh, the door has opened .. i need to catch up on some sleep .. good night folks" and saying that flik hugged a bewildered fiona and woody, "guys, i love you two ...".
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"so, are you suggesting ...", started cuthbert.
"i am not suggesting son, am telling you ...", said the Oldest Member.
"I am telling you that it does not matter if you are not in a posh restaurant, with all those tall candles and bearers dressed in black, holding hands and you going down on one knee .. Even if it is the living room of the girl you love, and all that you have is one tubelight, and you are sitting 10 feet apart in shoddy work clothes, dont think twice .. just go for it "
Before the Oldest Member could finish, he heard a the rattle of a bike screaming through the streets scaring pedestrians. The Oldest Member lounged back on his seat and ordered a lemonade.
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Friday, October 29, 2004
SageSpeak - Take That Step - IV
Posted by Tyler Durden at 6:30 AM
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