Holiday Sale (Complete)

Holiday Sale: Part One

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F**k You!" S**T Head!"

"Quiet!" Yelled Abbie Mills.

"F**k You, F**k You!" Ferdinand and Miranda screeched back at her crashing around their large cage. The parrots lived in the far corner of the bright sunlit living room. Their bright blue green and yellow feathers flew in a cloud. Settling on her wooden floors. Abbie grimaced. She did not want to think about having to pull out the vacuum cleaner for the fourth time today.

Abbie shifted her gaze away from her IPad and looked at her notepad on her desk. She has changed this new draft four times already and vowed this will be the last. She must finish this ad because her next door neighbors has complained then demanded she find another home for her parrots or move out. The deadline was the end of this month. March 31

"How goes the missive for your Parrots, Lieutenant?" Called Ichabod. "Have you completed it?"

"I'm stuck on whether I should include my address or not?" Groaned Abbie. She read what she had written as she played with a strand of her curly brown hair. Rolling it up and down her long fingers. Ichabod Crane walked up behind her quietly in his stocking feet. He bend his lean frame and read the ad on her IPad over her shoulder. He closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and smelled the sweet citrus smell of the orange she just finished on the lieutenant. The evidence of the discarded orange peels laid face up on a napkin beside her. She smelled delicious. Ichabod licked his lips as he opened his eyes. He blinked and coughed into his fist. Suddenly embarrassed.

"I don't think you have to, lieutenant," he coughed."You've already included your phone number."

"Should I include why I am selling them?" Abbie asked.

"Absolutely Not!" Crane chuckled. "No no one will take them!"

"You're right," Abbie giggled. Her laughter deepened as she glared up at him.

Abbie looked back at her computer and leaned back in her chair.

"F**k You, S**T Head, F**k! F**k! F**k!" The Parrots hooked they're long beaks around the steel cage and glared at both witnesses.

Abbie flashed them a dirty look over her shoulder and they screamed louder in outrage.

"Shut up or I will carve you for Easter dinner!" Abbie shouted."God, I can kill Jenny for teaching them how to curse."

"Indeed," Ichabod answered."And In such a short period of time as well, It was when we left to join the bones team last Halloween, if I recall."

"Yup!" Abbie answered. "Jenny thought it would be funny to teach my parrots to curse as a surprise."

Abbie and Ichabod looked at one another .

Well Miss Jenny is full of surprises," Ichabod chuckled.

"Yes, she is," Abbie whispered. " Now how I am going to sell cursing parrots?"

Ichabod nodded.

"Why don't you give your parrots back to Miss Jenny!"

"She's got Cuddles remember?" Abbie answered.

"Of course, The huge pit bull!" Ichabod nodded.

"Hmmm," Abbie hummed. He's a monster. He barks at them and tries to fling himself at their cage. Remember how it took both me, Joe and Jenny to keep cuddles from eating them?"

"S**T!! ""The Hidden One is a PU**Y!" The parrots chorused.

"Oh, yes, I remember," Ichabod answered.

Another chorus of curses came from the parrots.

"God, I can't wait to get rid of them,"Abbie moaned. She put her head in her hands.

"Indeed!" Said Ichabod Crane. "You can always sell them to pirates!"

"Be serious," she laughed. Abbie lifted her head her deep dark brown eyes looked up again. Her lips spread into a wide smile. Her tiny body shook with laughter.

He lowered his eyes and sighed.

"All right then," he answered."How about a home for retired sailors?" Ichabod straightened his long frame. His eyes still remained on Abbie a smile on her lips. Abbie's body stiffened then. Her smile erased from her face. She stared up at him. Her mouth opened and then closed.

"Is there one in Sleepy Hollow?" Abbie said her eyebrows lifted. She pursed her lips trying to remember if she's heard of one or even seen one.

"I have no idea, lieutenant," he answered."You have to peruse the innert to find out."

"Its internet, Crane." "In- ter-net!" She groaned. Looking back at her IPad and started typing.

"Whatever's," Crane replied. He waved his large hand in front of his face.

Abbie closed her eyes and shook her head. She lowered her eyes back to reread the ad.

A comfortable Silence fell between the "Witnesses" as both reread the ad trying to think of what to do with Abbie's parrots. A comfortable silence with each other they have perfected for three years now and which the parrots seemed to respect; Until.

"ABBIE KISS CRANE!!! ABBIE KISS CRANE!!!" "ABBIE KISS CRANE!!!" The parrots chimed louder. Both racing each other to the top of the cage.

"Wha?!" She whispered. Abbie eyes grew big as she stared back at the parrots. Abbie looked up to find Ichabod staring

down at her. One eyebrow lifted a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"Well, at least they are not using foul language any longer!" Ichabod chuckled. His eyes lowered. His long finger lightly stroking the hair on his upper lip.

"Yeah," Abbie answered."That is true."

"ABBIE LOVES CRANE!" "ABBIE LOVES CRANE!""ABBIE LOVES CRANE!" "KISS CRANE!!" "KISS CRANE!!" The parrots shouted now hanging upside down in the cage staring out at Abbie and Ichabod.

"Ok, that's it!" Abbie yelled. "Enough you two!" She shot up out of her chair and swiped the patchwork quilt from the

sofa. Covering the cage in one quick move. All became quiet underneath the quilt a second later.

"God!" I wish I was an only child! Abbie moaned. Jenny is in so much trouble when she gets back!" Abbie said leaving the room.

Ichabod's smile widened as he watched her petite figure stomp loudly out the room.

"Abbie kiss Crane, indeed, Lieutenant," he whispered. His thoughts were of leaning forward and kissing Abbie's sweet lips. The thought surprised him, A ghost of a smile formed at the corner of his lips.