Chapter 6
751 Words
After every detail was in place and everything was arranged, there was only one last thing to prepare: me. Wouldn't want Mister J to come back after a hard day of work to find me looking like a mess. I finally took off my boring old clothes and took a bath, since I totally forgot to beautify myself in the shower while I cleaned off all the gross dump juice. I got all shaved and scrubbed and put on my daisy body lotion since that's Puddin's favorite (On me, of course. He doesn't wear perfume- but he smells nice anyway).
I decided to wear my harlequin costume, since that's what I always wear when Puddin's around, except on special occasions. It wasn't easy to get into since I was still a little wet- that thing is as tight as it looks. I brushed my hair super carefully before I realized that it would all be hidden under my hat anyway. Then it was time to put on my face.
I don't think any woman has ever put on makeup more carefully. It felt like all the world rested on it. I had to smooth the white foundation so it wasn't sticky and pick all the little smears out of my hair. I traced the black circles around my eyes and looked over every inch for more smears. That gave me a headache, since looking at your own eyes is really hard. They kept crossing. I added dark red lipstick with extreme caution, since if it touches the foundation even a teeny bit it bleeds together all pink and just looks silly. I checked to make sure everything was perfect. I ended up squinting and leaning so close to the mirror that I smudged my nose and had to do it all over. But then there was no denying it. It was absolutely perfect.
I put on my hat and waited behind the cannon for Mister J to come home. That way I'd see him the moment he came in and saw everything. I thought that since it was his day and all he might be a little late, but it had taken a long time for me to get myself ready, so hopefully it wouldn't be too long. I waited for at least two hours and then checked the clock. It had been three minutes. Stupid clock must be slow. I was too impatient to move around or do something while I waited, so I kept waiting restlessly. Another five minutes went by and I almost died.
I started to get a little worried. What if something happened to him? I thought. What if he's planning something so big it'll take him all night and it won't be his special day anymore when he gets back? What if Batman is bothering him? What if he just decided never to come home because he doesn't love me anymore and-
I heard footsteps approaching the door. I squealed and threw up my hands to cover my mouth.
"Har—hmm?" I heard, and then a pop and a yelp. I giggled behind my hand and crouched behind the cannon.
"Good one, Harley! I knew you wouldn't forget!" Mister J said. He threw open the door.
Balloons showered down on him.
Confetti and streamers blasted into him from the cannon.
SNAPSNAPSNAPSNAP went the poppers.
And I jumped up and cried "APRIL FOOLS, PUDDIN'!"
Puddin' looked astonished. Some of the streamers were hanging off his coat and the balloon dog was still lying on the floor behind him. I tried to smile as big as he does while I waited for him to say something.
Then he smiled, and it was still twice as big as mine. "Harley," he said, "This is fantastic! You're the best, sugar." He started laughing his handsome laugh and swooped me up in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his manly broad shoulders and snuggled into him.
"Not as good as what you did all day, Mister J," I said. "You can tell me about it now!"
"That can wait," He said. "Let's celebrate!"
He carried me deeper into the house, past the table with the vase of flowers in it. He picked one out to give to me and confetti squirted all over us. He laughed some more.
"This just keeps getting better!" he said. "What else do have hidden around?"
I just smiled mysteriously. He carried me toward our bedroom.
I didn't hide anything in there.
The End
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