23 March 2004 - Quality time

Wrotten by Nessa and Michelle

Bobby

Bobby padded down the hallway, barefoot, and stood outside Julie's room.

"Oh Julieeeee, you came and you gave me a turkey, on my vacation away from workeyyyy!" he sang.

He knocked on her door.

"Hey, Julie?"


Julie

Julie grinned, having heard Bobby come down the hall. She opened the door.

"Hey, sexy," she said.

And promptly kissed him.


Bobby

Bobby chuckled and kissed her back.

"May I come in? Or would you like to join me in my doman, where we can watch cartoons till we explode?"


Julie

Julie held the door open.

"Sure you can come in. Unless of course, you have your heart set on cartoons."

She gave him a wink.


Bobby

Bobby slapped Julie's butt lightly.

"Course not. So..."

He looked around.

"Come here often?" he asked, sounding sleazy, hiding his chuckle.


Julie

"Oh I can pretty much guarrentee that if I'm not somewhere else, I'm here," Julie grinned.

She slipped her hand into the hem of his pants.


Bobby

Bobby chuckled and kissed her gently.

"So..."

He slid his hand up the inside of her thigh.


Julie

Julie grinned and put her free hand on his chest.

"Getting straight to the point?"


Bobby

Julie was right, Bobby got straight to the point and they had sex. Several times. Several ways. For several hours.

"So, feel like getting dinner?" Bobby asked, once they were finished for the time being.


Julie

"Mmm..." Julie murmered before rolling over to look at him.

"Sure," she said. "Anything in mind?"


Bobby

"Well, we could go out... we could get it delivered... or we could be boring and eat at the caf. Choice is yours, dear lady."

Bobby stroked her hair with his free hand.


Julie

"Hmm.... lets go out," Julie said. "We're always here."

She kissed his nose.


Bobby

Bobby nodded and fixed himself up.

"Alright, anywhere in particular, you wanna go?"


Julie

"Hmm... Italian is always good. But then, so is Chinese," Julie said thoughtfully. "And for that matter, there's always Subway."

Julie looked pained.

"I don't know..."


Bobby

"Oh woman, make a decision."

Bobby chuckled.


Julie

Julie poked her tongue out at him.

"How about... we go into town and the first place we see we both wanna eat at, we eat at?" she suggested.


Bobby

"Ah, she's so much more than a pretty face."

Bobby kissed her cheek and started to lead her to the garage.


Julie

Julie grinned.

"That's right. I'm also a pretty... nevermind."

She followed Bobby to the car.


Bobby

"A pretty what, lady Julie?"

Bobby chuckled and drove himself and Julie into the city, turning on the radio and singing like a moron for her entertainment.

"What you want! Baby I got it! What you neeeeeeed! You know I got it! All I'm asking, is for a little respect, yeah baby!"


Julie

Julie giggled.

"I respect you. I respect... all... you got."

Her eyes twinkled mischeviously.


Bobby

"Baaaaad to the bone, ain't ya girlie?"

Bobby chuckled and continued driving.


Julie

"And you love me for it," Julie grinned.

She watched the shops go by in the window.

"Oooh look, international restaurant... whatddyou say?


Bobby

"Yeah, why not?"

Bobby pulled over into the parking lot and parked the car.

"Feeling a little continental tonight, are ya?"


Julie

"Yeah, I think so," Julie nodded.

She opened up the door and stepped out of the car. She closed the door and waited for Bobby.


Bobby

Bobby hopped out and locked the car, then took Julie's hand, leading her into the restaraunt.

"Two," he said to the waiter.

They were led to their table.


Julie

The waitor gave them their menus.

"Hmm, what shall I have?" Julie said. "Maybe I should just pick something at random. What do you think?"


Bobby

"Why not? Just do a errrr kinda thing."

Bobby demonstrated by closing his eyes, spinning his finger round and pointing it at something on his menu.

"Ok, anything but that."


Julie

Julie giggled and made her selection. The waitor took their orders and gave them a small basket of garlic bread to sustain them under their meals arrived.

"Mmm... garlic bread..."


Bobby

"I'm ace at making garlic bread," Bobby said, nodding.

"And I know, you're jealous, coz you wish you were ace like me."


Julie

"Yeah, I know," Julie replied. "Guess I will just have to make do with being elite like me instead."

She grinned broadly and picked up some garlic bread.


Bobby

Bobby was speechless, then picked up his garlic bread, tore a piece off and threw it at Julie's head.

"Take that, little miss elite!"


Julie

The garlic bread bounced off Julie's head and onto the floor. She bent over and picked it up.

"Ten second rule," she grinned. "And for the record, that's hardly good behaviour for a restaurant, Bobby-dearest."

She batted her eyes at him.


Bobby

Bobby stuck his tongue out.

"Don't care, coz I'm so fine."


Julie

"Yes you are fine," Julie replied. "You're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Mickey."

She stared giggling.

"That's such a stupid song."

She ate some more garlic bread.


Bobby

Bobby nodded his agreement as their food was brought over to them.

"Thanks."

He waited until the water had left and eyed Julie's meal.

"Dude, what is that?"


Julie

"Escargot," Julie replied. "I always wanted to try it."

She picked up one of the cooked snails gingerly and put it in her mouth, chewing thoughtfully.


Bobby

"Does it taste snailish?"

Bobby looked distinctly grossed out and interested at the same time.


Julie

"Hmm... they're very rubbery..." Julie replied.

She fished another snail with her fork.

"What are you having?"


Bobby

Bobby shrugged.

"Something Greek."

He looked worried.

"Which I hope isn't poisonous or something!"


Julie

"I don't think it would be very good for the restaurant if their customers died from their food," Julie pointed out. "I don't htink you have anything to worry about."


Bobby

"What if... what if I die suddenly in two weeks?"

Bobby took a careful mouthful of his meal and chewed, then swallowed.

"Ok, I'm still alive. Am I turning green or anything?"


Julie

Julie studied him for a moment.

"Actually... I think you've suddenly gotten much, much studlier," she said, nodding gravely.


Bobby

"Whooo hoo!"

Bobby leant across and kissed her.

"But how do you get hotter than this?"


Julie

Julie kissed him back.

"Nothing is impossible for you."


Bobby

"Awwwww, J. I love ya."

Bobby touched her cheek.

"Anyway, did you wanna go see a movie after this?"


Julie

"Sounds good to me," Julie replied.

She ate some more of her dinner.

"Shall we order any dessert? Or shall movie munchies be our dessert?"


Bobby

"It's up to you, my love."

Bobby finished his dinner.


Julie

"Hmm..." Julie said.

She poked at her snails.

"Movie," she decided.

She popped another one in her mouth.


Bobby

Bobby still looked grossed out as he asked for the cheque.

"Ok, I totally can't kiss you again."


Julie

Julie laughed.

"Right, like you never tried to eat bugs when you were a kid," she said. "Some are considered delicacies. Although for the record, if I never have escargots again I won't care."


Bobby

"I ate a fly once. Almost died. Never again."

Bobby shuddered and paid the bill, then ushered Julie out and away from the snails.


Julie

Julie giggled.

"So, what movie shall we see tonight?" she asked as she got into the car.


Bobby

"Porn. Nah, anything."

Bobby drove to the movies.


Julie

"Okay then," Julie replied.

They arrived and Julie wandered inside.

"Ooooh... Scooby Doo 2!"


Bobby

"Ok, Scooby it is."

Bobby went to the ticket booth.

"Two concessions for Scooby. Thanks man."

He went back over to Julie with the tickets.


Julie

"You're such a gentleman," Julie said. "Paying for me."

She eyed the candy bar.

"Popcorn?"


Bobby

"Well, it's more a case of I figure if I butter you up, I can slide easily into your bed tonight," Bobby joked.

"Popcorn."

He led her to the candy bar.


Julie

Julie laughed.

"You can slide into my bed any night you want," she said coyly.


Bobby

"Sexcellent. I shall slide into whatever I want too," Bobby replied.

"Ok, can I get a large box of popcorn? And some M&M's. Oh and two large cokes. Thanks."

He paid and handed Julie some food.


Julie

Julie took the food.

"Which cinema are we in?" she asked, heading towards the entry and the ticket checker.


Bobby

Bobby handed their tickets to the guy standing at the gate and he pointed.

"Five."

Bobby led Julie into the cinema and they selcted seats, unloading their food and drinks.


Julie

Julie sat down and got herself comfy.

"Scooby-dooby-doo where are you?" she sang. "Hurry up and start, dang movie!"


Bobby

"Impatient little pickle, aren't you?" Bobby said, pressing a kiss to her nose.

He ate some popcorn.


Julie

"Yes, yes I am," Julie nodded. "And I noticed you just kissed me despite saying you would never kiss me again. Ha!"


Bobby

"Ah, I didn't specify where. I'll kiss you anywhere but your mouth, because you ate snails."

Bobby nodded.


Julie

"At least, not until after I brush my teeth, right?" Julie asked. "Or - if you can't wait that long - until I cram my mouth with enough popcorn and M&Ms to get the taste out?"

She grinned as the usual cinema ads came on.


Bobby

"I get the feeling you don't think I can do this," Bobby said.

"I mean, sure, I doubt my own abilities too."


Julie

"I just think you're as impatient as me," Julie grinned.

She paused and looked at the screen.

"Why do these ads go on so long? If I wanted to watch commercials I would have stayed at home."


Bobby

"Such an impatient pickle. The force is strong within you."

Bobby made an icecube and put his arm around Julie, letting the ice fall down the back of her shirt.


Julie

Julie yelped.

"Hey, I object," she said. "That's cold!"


Bobby

"Sustained."

Bobby nodded.


Julie

"Hmph, now who's being an impatient pickle," Julie muttered. "Oooh traliors! Eee! Spider-man!"

She leaned back in the seat, beaming.


Bobby

Bobby ate some more popcorn.

"I could've been Spiderman. I'm way hotter than Tobey Maguire. Just coz I'm not an actor."


Julie

"Yeah imagine them putting your proffession above your looks for a job," Julie teased. "The nerve! Oh hey, that was the only trailor. Dude that sucks."


Bobby

"Exactly."

Bobby put his arm around Julie and kissed her forehead.

"Don't complain, now we get to watch the movie."


Julie

"This is true," Julie said.

She leant against his shoulder as the movie began, and put some popcorn into her mouth.


Bobby

Bobby reached for his drink, and took a sip, then "accidentally" drop an M&M doen Julie's top, so he went to retrieve it.


Julie

"Such clumsy fingers," Julie whispered. "Hey it's Shaggy! I love Shaggy. Not as much as I love you though. but Shaggy rocks."

She grinned.


Bobby

"I like Daphne. Look at her, she's awesome."

Bobby grinned.


Julie

"Oooh... I read on the net somwhere... the theory about what Scooby Doo is really about. Let me see... Scooby and Shaggy are on pot. Fred is on steriods. Daphne is a slut, and Velma is into bestiary and that the real reason why Scooby can talk - he's her son," Julie nodded.

Then she burst into giggles.


Bobby

"Daphne is a slut. And that's why I like her," Bobby said, nodding.


Julie

"Which explains why you like me," Julie grinned.

Someone nearby looked back at them and made a shushing noise.


Bobby

Bobby chuckled.

"Part of the reason."


Julie

Julie grinned and said nothing as they watched the rest of the movie.

"Alicia Silverstone rocks," she said when it was over.


Bobby

"She's quite good looking."

Bobby nodded.

"Come on, we should get home to the kids. Whoa, that sounds like we're married."


Julie

Julie giggled.

"Yeah, it did," she agreed and she stood up, gathering her rubbish to put in the bin on the way.


Bobby

Bobby chuckled.

"You'd be Mrs Drake."


Julie

"Mrs Drake," Julie repeated with a giggle. "Well, I have been planning on changing my last name. Will do, whether you marry me or not, by the ennd of the year."

She nodded determindly.


Bobby

"Ooh, ok, can you call yourself Julie Hooters? Coz that would be awesome!"

Bobby looked excited.

"Or Julie McBoobity."


Julie

Julie giggled.

"Trust you to think of something sexual," she said. "It's an alluring idea though..."


Bobby

"I try my breast. Yours too."

Bobby nodded.

"What about you change your whole name... to Chesty St Clare. Or Busty La Rue."


Julie

Julie laughed some more.

"Well, as appealing as the idea is... I do plan on giving the same last name to B'E and Tom, so perhaps that's not entirely wise to make it something dirty," then Julie paused. "Although, I could always change their name to Hanson..."


Bobby

"Or Bobby is hot. Think about it. Thomas Bobby is hot. Has a good ring to it."

Bobby nodded emphatically.


Julie

"Maybe I should get a name like Yahoo Serious," Julie considered. "Or or or.... Maybe I should just make it 'Rocks'. Julie Rocks. Tom Rocks. B'Elanna Rocks."

She grinned.


Bobby

"Ah, then if we get married, I'll take your last name instead. And I can be Bobby Rocks."

Bobby nodded.

"It's a plan!"


Julie

"I like it," Julie nodded. "I think I'll hunt down a solicitor and organise my name change this week."

She grinned broadly as they headed out of the cinema.


Bobby

"Whoo hoo."

Bobby led her to the car and unlocked it.

"Anyway, let us away, Lady fair."


Julie

"Yes, lets, oh handsome knight" Julie smiled.

She got into the car.


Bobby

Bobby grinned and started the drive back to the mansion.

They arrived shortly, seeing as Bobby didn't really believe in speed limits.

"Speed limits are just suggestions. Like pants."


Julie

"Ahh, I see," Julie nodded, getting out of the car. "Are shirts suggestions too?"

She looked at him seriously.


Bobby

"I think so. In fact, when I move out, my house is going to be clothes optional."

Bobby nodded as he led them inside.


Julie

"Oh I like that," Julie nodded. "There's nothing so... liberating as walking around naked all day."

She kissed his lips softly.

"I have to pick up the twins... meet you at my room in 10?"


Bobby

"Ok, Jules."

Bobby saluted and went to her room.


Julie

Julie picked up the twins from the nursary, then headed back to her room where she and Bobby... well, I hardly think I need to paint you a picture now do I?

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