Done For You
It's all Done For You
Done For You
"Andy?" I yelled. "Baby, where are you?"
"Bedroom!"
I walked to our room, seeing my baby reading and tapping his pen on the cover of his Tigger notebook, (so cute!) sighing.
"You okay, babe?" I sat down on the Batman cover. Yeah, I let him choose a Batman bedspread.
"Yeah..." He sighed. "Trying to find a monologue."
"This for your Fertile drama class or the joint one?"
"Fertile." Andy ran his hand through his razor-cut, inky-black hair. "I've found a monologue actually, but I don't know if it's any good..." He sighed.
I scooped up my baby onto my lap. "Why don't you perform it for me?"
"Okay." He opened the book. "Just let me finish, Eric. You've a lot to learn yet. And I'm talking as a hard-headed, pratical man of business. And I say there isn't a chance of war. The world's developing so fast that it'll make war impossible. Look at the progress we're making. In a year or two we'll have aeroplanes that will be able to go anywhere. And look at the way the auto-mobile's making headway - bigger and faster all the time. And then ships.
Why, a friend of mine went over this new liner last week - the Titanic - she sails next week - forty-six thousand eight hundred tons - forty six thousand eight hundred tons - New York in five days - and every luxary - and unsinkable, absolutely unsinkable. That's what you've got to keep your eye on, facts like that, progress like that - and not a few German officers talking nonsense and a few scaremongers here making a fuss about nothing. Now you three young people, just listen to this - and remember what I'm telling you now.
In twenty or thirty years' time - let's say, in 1940 - you may be giving a little party like that - your son or daughter might be getting engaged - and I tell you, by that time you'll be living in a world that'll have forgotten all thee Capital verses Labour agitations and all these silly little war scares.
There'll be peace and prosperity and rapid progress everywhere - except of course in Russia, which will always be behindhand naturaly."
Andy grinned up at me. "Good?" he asked innocently.
"It was amazing, baby. What's it from?"
"An Inspector Calls - it's a really good play."
"Well, baby, I think you'll do really well."
"Thank you, Pat." He nuzzled my neck. "I love you."
I pressed my lips to his in a gentle kiss. "And I you, baby. I love you so much."
It's all Done For You
Pat"Andy?" I yelled. "Baby, where are you?"
"Bedroom!"
I walked to our room, seeing my baby reading and tapping his pen on the cover of his Tigger notebook, (so cute!) sighing.
"You okay, babe?" I sat down on the Batman cover. Yeah, I let him choose a Batman bedspread.
"Yeah..." He sighed. "Trying to find a monologue."
"This for your Fertile drama class or the joint one?"
"Fertile." Andy ran his hand through his razor-cut, inky-black hair. "I've found a monologue actually, but I don't know if it's any good..." He sighed.
I scooped up my baby onto my lap. "Why don't you perform it for me?"
"Okay." He opened the book. "Just let me finish, Eric. You've a lot to learn yet. And I'm talking as a hard-headed, pratical man of business. And I say there isn't a chance of war. The world's developing so fast that it'll make war impossible. Look at the progress we're making. In a year or two we'll have aeroplanes that will be able to go anywhere. And look at the way the auto-mobile's making headway - bigger and faster all the time. And then ships.
Why, a friend of mine went over this new liner last week - the Titanic - she sails next week - forty-six thousand eight hundred tons - forty six thousand eight hundred tons - New York in five days - and every luxary - and unsinkable, absolutely unsinkable. That's what you've got to keep your eye on, facts like that, progress like that - and not a few German officers talking nonsense and a few scaremongers here making a fuss about nothing. Now you three young people, just listen to this - and remember what I'm telling you now.
In twenty or thirty years' time - let's say, in 1940 - you may be giving a little party like that - your son or daughter might be getting engaged - and I tell you, by that time you'll be living in a world that'll have forgotten all thee Capital verses Labour agitations and all these silly little war scares.
There'll be peace and prosperity and rapid progress everywhere - except of course in Russia, which will always be behindhand naturaly."
Andy grinned up at me. "Good?" he asked innocently.
"It was amazing, baby. What's it from?"
"An Inspector Calls - it's a really good play."
"Well, baby, I think you'll do really well."
"Thank you, Pat." He nuzzled my neck. "I love you."
I pressed my lips to his in a gentle kiss. "And I you, baby. I love you so much."
Notes
So this cute plot bunny attacked me! ^-^Andy's speech is from Act One of the play, An Inspector Calls. I've was learning it in English and it's a really good play. :)
Hope you enjoyed. <3
-Kat =^.^=
