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AvalonRose
ken_r
Carrie
Chapter 5
As Tess stepped out of the Arcade, with Kyle’s arm still slung around her shoulder, she couldn’t help shaking her head slightly. It seemed too quiet since they’d spent so long within the noisy arcade. It was then she noticed the advert in the shop window across from where she was currently standing.
There were pictures, most in sepia some black and white, of people dressed in different types of old fashioned costumes. Some were dressed as Egyptians with a back drop of the pyramids, others dressed in old Wild West costumes with a back drop of a bar.
“I really would like to go and get one of those done Kyle,” said Tess, pointing to the old time photo store.
“Okay but only if I can dress up as a cowboy. There is no way I’m putting on a sheet and wearing a long haired wig,” insisted Kyle.
“Oh, I think I’d make a pretty good bar wench,” replied Tess.
“Come on then,” said Kyle, gently grabbing Tess’ hand and heading towards the store.
Once they entered a man immediately came up to welcome them.
“’ello, my name is Jean Paul. I’ll be your photographer today. Did you have anything specific in mind?”
Tess suddenly got the feeling that she knew this man standing before her but that was impossible. Firstly, she didn’t remember his face and she was pretty sure she’d never met anyone who spoke with a slight French accent before.
“Yeah, we want an old Wild West photo,” said Kyle.
The photographer started feeling a little uncomfortable at the way the girl was staring at him.
“Is there anything wrong mademoiselle?”
“What? Oh no, sorry,” said Tess, blushing.
“Okay, look around the store, choose which costume you want and then you can change back there,” said the photographer, pointing towards the changing rooms at the back. “I’ll be in that room over there getting the back drop set up. Come through when you are ready.”
Kyle and Tess both chose their costumes and put them on using the changing rooms. Kyle was out first since his costume didn’t require him to undress totally. When Tess finally came out of the changing room, Kyle’s mouth dropped to the floor.
Tess was wearing a tight frilly black and red corset with a skirt to match. Most of her gorgeous, shapely legs were covered with fish net stockings, topped with a frilly red garter. She had a black feather sticking out of her hair and a feather boa wrapped around her arms. Her boobs were practically spilling out of the top, a fact that didn’t go unnoticed by Kyle. Simply put she looked stunning.
“I...uh...I mean...uh you..." Kyle stuttered a second for taking a deep breath and trying again. "Wow Tess, you look gorgeous,”
Tess blushed and looked down at her dress.
“It’s a bit revealing don’t you think?”
“No, it’s perfect,” replied Kyle, practically drooling.
“Ah, you are both ready. Come on through,” said Jean Paul, standing at the photo room door.
As Tess entered the room it was like going back in time.
“Wow, this is great!”
Although there was a modern digital camera and lights placed strategically, the room had a mock bar set up with a barrel in the middle with a bottle of Jack Daniels on it.
“Okay, now Kyle you stand here with your leg up on the barrel. That’s it,” said Jean Paul, as Kyle did as he was instructed.
“Now Tess, you stand on that block and wrap your leg around the one that Kyle has up on the barrel, yes that’s perfect,” said Jean Paul, as he stood behind the camera.
“Now Tess, curve your back a little,” said Jean Paul.
“Yeah, so my boobs almost pop out of this damn thing,” whispered Tess.
As Tess did what she was told, Jean Paul took the photo.
“That was a good shot. Kyle you need to look a little more relaxed. Perhaps put your hand on Tess’ thigh. Tess, look like you are enjoying the attention you are getting.”
“I’m going to zap him in a minute,” complained Tess, as she did what the photographer wanted.
“This was your idea,” said Kyle, through the corner of his mouth.
“Yeah, I just didn’t realise I would be dressed like a slut,” complained Tess.
Kyle stopped looking at the camera and turned to look at Tess.
“You’re not a slut Tess, you could never be that. You have too much class. Come on; treat this like the other games. Have fun with it.”
Tess was overcome with emotion. Kyle was the only man who’d ever seen a good side to her, except for Jim of course. He always made her feel comfortable no matter what situation she was in.
If she was honest, she’d never felt that comfortable around Max, in fact, she wasn’t really that attracted to him. It was only because of the deal that Nasedo had made, over forty years ago, that she was even giving the moping alien the time of day.
Perhaps today was the day that she took destiny into her own hands.
She started to relax and play up for the camera, placing her arm around Kyle’s shoulder stooping low enough for him to get an eyeful of her cleavage.
“Oh my, that’s perfect Tess. Keep that pose,” yelled Jean Paul, as he took the final shot. “All done, we’ve got some good photos here. Go and get changed and by the time you’ve finished I’ll have them ready for you to view.”
“Thanks,” said Kyle, leading Tess towards the changing rooms.
He needed some alone time to calm is raging hormones. Watching Tess move so gracefully in her outfit had him imagining all kinds of naughty things.
***
Tess and Kyle walked out of the store with their favourite photo.
“You know, once I relaxed I really started to enjoy the experience,” said Tess, smiling.
Kyle coughed.
“Yeah, me too. Now let’s go and eat. I’m freaking starving.”
"When are you NOT freaking starving?" Tess rolled her eyes.
"When I'm asleep," smirked Kyle. "But then most of the time I'm dreaming about food. Well, that is, when I'm not dreaming about sex...or sex and food together...or..."
“Okay that’s venturing into the TMI territory now mister,” laughed Tess, as he looped her arm into his. They headed towards the food court, unknowingly looking like a young couple spending time together at the mall.
“Kyle, could you order me a salad and cherry coke? I just need to use the bathroom,” said Tess, in explanation once they entered the food court.
“Sure.”
“Thanks Kyle. I’ve really enjoyed today,” said Tess, as she headed towards the ladies toilet.
***
"Can I help you sir?" the man behind the counter asked Kyle.
"Yeah, give me a salad and cherry coke for my friend," nodded Kyle. "And for me...uh give me two Big Macs, large fries and a diet coke please."
Now any normal person would know that ordering a diet coke with two Big Macs and a large fries would be like trying to fight a forest fire with a water gun but in Kyle's mind it all equalled out!
"Would you like two apple pies with that?" the man behind the counter asked.
"Did I ask for one?" Kyle rolled his eyes.
“Why do they always ask that?!”
"Your total is ten dollars and sixty eight cents sir."
Kyle paid the man and waited until his order came up. Taking the trays in hand, he walked until he found a small table in the back no one was sitting in. He sat his and Tess' food down and then fell into his seat.
Now if Kyle was a gentleman he would know to wait for Tess to return from the bathroom before starting to eat his meal, but he wasn’t. He was great guy, loving and loyal but table etiquette was not his forte! He quickly started to tear into one of the Big Macs he’d ordered.
When reaching for his drink he accidently knocked the small salt shaker off the table. Bending over in his seat Kyle tried to pick it up. Just as he got his hands on it a pair of black stiletto heels appeared in front of his eyes.
Kyle’s eyes trailed up from the shoes to a very nice pair of tanned, toned legs. Then as his eyes travelled further, a very short body hugging dress, that cut off near mid thigh, came into view. His eyes travelled further up to notice a rather ample chest and then rested on the face of one very HOT read headed woman.
"Hi there," the read head smiled at him.
"Uh ...hi..."
"My name is Amber, what's yours?"
***
Tess stepped out of the cubicle and washed her hands before reapplying some of her makeup. She took this time to reflect on the day she’d had with Kyle.
It had started out as one of the worst days she’d spent in Roswell, finally realising where she really stood within the group. Oh, she knew Max didn’t really want her there and she understood why after the way she’d treated him but she had thought that she was making headway with Michael and Isabel. The fact that the group had excluded her from the day of fun hurt more than she would’ve liked to admit.
She started the day feeling sad and depressed, determined to carry out the plan that Nasedo set out many years ago, but now she wasn’t so sure. Kyle had shown her that human emotions weren’t necessarily week, but something to be embraced. This was the most fun she’d ever had in her short life. Perhaps there was something to this ‘getting close’ to the humans.
As Tess left the bathroom she immediately noticed a red head sitting in the seat across the table from Kyle. Her eyes scrunched in determination as she marched her way over there.
“So, how about you give me your number and I’ll give you a call,” said the red head, reaching across the table to place her hand on Kyle’s arm.
As Tess got closer to Kyle she overheard the red head ask for his number.
“Oh no, there is NO WAY that bitch is getting her claws into Kyle,” thought Tess, as she approached the table.
“Uh, excuse me,” said Tess, watching the red head closely. "But I believe you are in MY seat."
Tess watched as the woman turned her eyes toward her and then, much to her amazement, the woman seemed to just totally dismiss her out right!
“What are you doing with a midget like her when you could be having fun with a real woman like me?” asked the red head, as she started to rub her hand up and down Kyle's forearm.
“WHAT?!”
Tess was positively fuming. She had to fight very hard not to use her powers on the red headed Harlot!
“I should make her thing her hair has turned into snakes. Oh, and make her believe that her body is covered in poisonous ants! I bet that would have her screaming away from here!”
“Um, actually I have a lot of fun with Tess,” replied Kyle, defending Tess as he pulled his arm out of the strange girl’s grasp.
"Oh please," the woman once again looked up at Tess, sneering. "What kind of fun could you have with her? What is she...like twelve?"
That was it, Tess was now seeing RED! This bitch was going down!
“Bitch, I’ll show you who the real woman here is!” said Tess.
She grabbed hold of Kyle, yanked him out of his chair and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. Kyle, at first, froze not really expecting Tess to kiss him that way but when she ran her tongue gently across his upper lip he opened up to her.
As soon as they deepened the kiss, the flashes started.
FLASH
Tess walked up on the stage, next to Kyle, to receive her Homecoming Queen tiara.
“So, I guess you made queen after all,” whispered Kyle, with a smile on his face.
“You’re the only King I’m interested in,” replied Tess, just before the tiara was placed on her blonde curls.
FLASH
Tess clapped hard as Liz stepped down from the podium after her valedictorian speech.
“You know, Liz put that point about giving people a second chance because of you, you know?” said Kyle.
Tess was already fighting back tears as she nodded her head.
“I know,” whispered Tess, trying to get her emotions under control.
As Liz finally reached the group Tess was the first to grab a hug.
“Thank you Liz. Everything you said meant so much to me,” whispered Tess.
“Everyone deserves a second chance Tess; it’s what you do with it that counts. Look how happy you’ve made Kyle and I can’t thank you enough for sticking around with group even though we gave you a hard time at first. That wasn’t easy,” replied Liz.
“Yeah but I deserved it Liz, the way I came charging in here sprouting that destiny crap.”
FLASH
Tess is shocked as Kyle gets down on one knee; pulls out a blue box with a white ribbon wrapped around and asks her to marry him.
She squeals and shouts “yes, yes, yes!”
FLASH
Kyle was almost knocked over as a little bundle of energy flew into his arms.
He twirled his blonde little princess around before planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek.
“Eww, Daddy there was no need for that!”
“Aw, Daddy isn’t allowed to kiss his little princess no more?” asks Kyle.
“Not when you do it like that. I am almost four you know,” replied Ava Valenti.
Kyle was not happy at the rate his daughter was growing up; soon she would be refusing a ride to and from school.
“I know sweetie, but remember you are never too old to give your old Dad a kiss on the cheek.”
Ava was the spitting image of her mother, with her cobalt blue eyes, curly blonde locks and beautiful smile. She also had Kyle wrapped around her little finger, just like her mother.
END FLASH
When they finally broke the kiss to pull in some much needed air, they looked around and noticed the red head had disappeared.
They smiled at each other.
“I think we need to talk,” said Kyle.
“Yeah,” replied Tess.
***
The glass doors to the mall opened up as the red head made her way out of the mall, with a huge smile on her face, as she approached a man leaning up against her car.
“So, did it work?”
The red headed woman looked around the car park before shimmering and changing her appearance into a dark haired young woman.
“It worked perfectly. Ava will now forget everything Nasedo taught her and will now plan her own destiny.”
Larek, using the body of Brody, smiled and patted the woman on the back.
“You did a good job Serena.”
“Thanks for trusting me with this mission Dad.”
“You have the orbs?” asked Larek.
“Yep, I have everything that could lead them to the truth. I’ve destroyed all the information the FBI had on them and warped all agents concerned.”
“They deserve to be happy. They died once for the people. There’s no need for them to know that the war is over and the people decided on a government rather than the crown. Plus we know how the last timeline turned out.”
“Yeah, they’re much better off this way.”
THE END
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