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[August 5th] [The Wild Wild West] Forget the Bad
Title: Forget the Bad
Day/Theme: August 5th - consider the day before you take on the night.
Series: The Wild Wild West (specifically, The Poisonous Posey episode)
Character/Pairing: Snakes Tolliver/Chita McCarthy (she's an OC; he's in my icon)
Rating: K/G
Continued from the prior piece. This is the shortest one so far, but this is closer to the length I'd originally planned to make all of them, so hmm. There may be more like this.
By Lucky_Ladybug
I was still not feeling too happy as I walked back to the hotel after giving Grey his money. He and his goons had given me a lot of unpleasant things to think about with their little reality check. I was all set to go home and ask Chita a few things. But the longer I walked, the more I started to cool off. Now I was thinking about the good things.
Chita had liked me that night in the casino. I'd been willing to help her out when she was a complete stranger and she'd been grateful. She hadn't been grossed out by me having that scar for life, or at least if she was, she'd wanted to stay with me anyway.
We'd had fun that first night, being stupid and silly and bonding over those few precious hours. Naturally it had been a shock to her when I'd proposed marriage out of the clear blue sky, but she had accepted. Even though she'd pointed out that we'd only known each other for twelve hours, she was still willing to go ahead and take the chance with me.
We'd had good times on our honeymoon. When she had paid attention to me, she'd put her all in it. And she'd liked being with me, or at least she'd seemed to.
By the time I got back to the hotel, I'd forgotten all about the way she'd acted distant even in the marriage ceremony and how she'd flirted up and down with everybody on the riverboat and the stuff the gangsters had told me. I walked in feeling pretty good that I'd taken care of the debt and that now we could move on with plans for our lives.
Chita was there to greet me when I walked in. "So how'd it go?" she pounced.
"It was good," I told her. "Grey took the money without a fuss and didn't even seem that mad about the commotion we caused. He told me I have a lot of promise."
"And you do," Chita insisted. "You're one of the best gamblers I've seen. You're gonna go far, Snakes."
"And you'll be right there with me," I promised.
Her eyes gleamed at that. "We'll be living up the Ritz, just like you said."
I grinned. "And someday I really will own all the casinos in New Orleans. Or if not that, I'll sure own a big chunk of them."
"And you'll be the best gambler in the state." She straightened my coat and adjusted my hat and ran her hands down my chest while she smiled at me.
"I can live with that," I said.
Chita was pretty nice the rest of the evening. We went out for dinner and made plans through most of it for making money and more money. I didn't see any red flags about it; we'd married in the first place because of a shared interest and our desire to do something with it. It was a nice outing; I'd never had someone encourage me so much and I was eating it up.
I couldn't ever share my interest in gambling with the nuns at the orphanage, since they would've tried to discourage me. And being myself in other ways had almost always resulted in me ending up hurt by somebody. With Chita, I finally felt free to show my true self and it felt great. In exchange for her acceptance of me, I was willing to extend a lot of trust to her and forget about the negative things both real and imagined. All couples had problems. I thought if I was a good, faithful husband, I could smooth out anything we might run into.
I wish I could have.
Day/Theme: August 5th - consider the day before you take on the night.
Series: The Wild Wild West (specifically, The Poisonous Posey episode)
Character/Pairing: Snakes Tolliver/Chita McCarthy (she's an OC; he's in my icon)
Rating: K/G
Continued from the prior piece. This is the shortest one so far, but this is closer to the length I'd originally planned to make all of them, so hmm. There may be more like this.
I was still not feeling too happy as I walked back to the hotel after giving Grey his money. He and his goons had given me a lot of unpleasant things to think about with their little reality check. I was all set to go home and ask Chita a few things. But the longer I walked, the more I started to cool off. Now I was thinking about the good things.
Chita had liked me that night in the casino. I'd been willing to help her out when she was a complete stranger and she'd been grateful. She hadn't been grossed out by me having that scar for life, or at least if she was, she'd wanted to stay with me anyway.
We'd had fun that first night, being stupid and silly and bonding over those few precious hours. Naturally it had been a shock to her when I'd proposed marriage out of the clear blue sky, but she had accepted. Even though she'd pointed out that we'd only known each other for twelve hours, she was still willing to go ahead and take the chance with me.
We'd had good times on our honeymoon. When she had paid attention to me, she'd put her all in it. And she'd liked being with me, or at least she'd seemed to.
By the time I got back to the hotel, I'd forgotten all about the way she'd acted distant even in the marriage ceremony and how she'd flirted up and down with everybody on the riverboat and the stuff the gangsters had told me. I walked in feeling pretty good that I'd taken care of the debt and that now we could move on with plans for our lives.
Chita was there to greet me when I walked in. "So how'd it go?" she pounced.
"It was good," I told her. "Grey took the money without a fuss and didn't even seem that mad about the commotion we caused. He told me I have a lot of promise."
"And you do," Chita insisted. "You're one of the best gamblers I've seen. You're gonna go far, Snakes."
"And you'll be right there with me," I promised.
Her eyes gleamed at that. "We'll be living up the Ritz, just like you said."
I grinned. "And someday I really will own all the casinos in New Orleans. Or if not that, I'll sure own a big chunk of them."
"And you'll be the best gambler in the state." She straightened my coat and adjusted my hat and ran her hands down my chest while she smiled at me.
"I can live with that," I said.
Chita was pretty nice the rest of the evening. We went out for dinner and made plans through most of it for making money and more money. I didn't see any red flags about it; we'd married in the first place because of a shared interest and our desire to do something with it. It was a nice outing; I'd never had someone encourage me so much and I was eating it up.
I couldn't ever share my interest in gambling with the nuns at the orphanage, since they would've tried to discourage me. And being myself in other ways had almost always resulted in me ending up hurt by somebody. With Chita, I finally felt free to show my true self and it felt great. In exchange for her acceptance of me, I was willing to extend a lot of trust to her and forget about the negative things both real and imagined. All couples had problems. I thought if I was a good, faithful husband, I could smooth out anything we might run into.
I wish I could have.