11 May 2014 @ 08:11 am
BaCC in Widespot: Round 2 - Mann  
Mann-_R2a
In three parts. (Or so the plan goes.)







"There you are! Come on and take these pants off of me—get 'em off, hurry up!"
0-1
Candy lurched forward. "You're taking too long, c'mon, c'mon! Just pull 'em down. I can't get the button."

0-2
"Finally!" she said, running, kicking the door for him to move his ass
and open it, and then dashing past him. "I gotta pee like a bitch, man!"

"Charming. Do you need a hand?"

Nah, she could manage—oh what the hell, she was about to burst and his hands were free.
Ah, relief at last.
Rich reached over her to pull the blinds down in the window—so freakin' paranoid. She held up
her hands to him to undo the cuffs. "You're somethin' else, locking up a preggo's hands, where the
hell was I goin' anyway? And what if the baby came?" Candy got huffy now she thought about it.

"You know what you did," he said.

Candy pursed her lips and shoved her wrists up at him again. Rich cackled and produced a tiny silver key.


0-3
"Hey, where are my pants?"

"Don't worry, my sweet, you won't need them."

"What am I, like your sex slave?"

"Damn straight!"

"No, for real, Rich, where are my jeans? They're tight but I don't have nothin' else to wear. You said we were—"

"I think it's about time we broke you of your denim dependency, don't you?"

"You mean! Finally, shit! So many stores I wanna hit but, I dunno, lookin' like this? Oh well, least we're finally gettin' a
move on but I'm not wearin' none of Lana's old lady crap, okay, so I'm gonna need you to gimme back my jeans. Rich?"

"Change of plans. I hate to disappoint you but there are spies lurking in the shadows" he said. "Who's been in this house?"

"I don't know what you're talkin' about. C'mon, you said we were goin' to the city. I don't wanna keep stayin' here, Rich.
Stuck in this stupid room. If I gotta crap out this kid I wanna be somewhere they can give me the good stuff."

0-4
"We can't leave yet. Oh, don't pout, my sweet. You have behaved like an angel," Rich said, "More or less.
I need to figure out who was in my house and what you said to them. But I have not forgot my promise."

"I didn't say shit to nobody! How could I? Nobody was here! And if somebody was they didn't come nowhere near me, I know that much, and I think
it's really fucked up for you to blame me for some shit I didn't do, after everything else, and it was prolly your fuckin' wife. Or Junior or somethin'."

"I agree." It probably was the thief but he'd issued Lana the warning.
He stroked her cheek to calm her down and lightly cuffed her chin, to which Candy puckered up for her kiss.
Good girl. (But not too good, he'd have no use for her if she were broken. Broken in, yes, but not broken.)
"Your lips are chapped."

"Gee, I wonder why."

"I'll bring you up some balm."

"Fine," she said, already resigned to her prison, "at least can I get the cat, too, to keep me company?"


0-5

0-6
Rich did not like leaving his best lady with the tramp.
But he could come back for D.D. when Candy was asleep.



0-9
"Hey, D.D., what's wrong, huh? Thought you and me were havin' fun, chillin' out?"

0-10
"Oh, you wanna play. I dunno if I can dip down that low again."

0-11
Oof. Shouldn't have even tried. But this was a different kinda pain. Oh no!

0-12
"No, no, no!!"

Meow, meow, meow!! Doomsday caterwauled along with Candy.

0-13
"Shit! Shit! Please don't have green eyes, please don't have green eyes," she repeated like a mantra. Her ma's eyes were green but that
wouldn't be enough to trick Rich. "C'mon brown eyes! Please don't have green eyes," Candy pleaded, "and—and if you can, can, can make 'em
grey, kid, you'll be home free. He'll never be able to touch you if they're grey. Just don't be green! Shi—shoo...shoo-flee!!! Please. Help me!"


0-15
No help came, not til way too late. But the main thing is those eyes weren't green.
Those were grey eyes on this kid, bitch! Grey, grey, grey! Now how was he gonna complain?
Can't say shit, baby boy's eyes are g-rey!

"What are you thinking?" Rich interrupted her mental gloating, she looked entirely
too sedated, like she'd somehow got her hands on 'the good stuff' anyway.
He'd been standing there watching her for a full minute and she didn't seem to know it.

Candy craned her head toward him in slow motion. "Baby boy's eyes are grey," she enunciated in a clear,
flat, lifeless voice. "Will you take him now?" She held up the naked baby who squirmed at the sudden change.

Rich rocked on his heels, hands clasped behind him while he inspected the specimen, top to toe.
Black hair. Grey eyes. The little mister. Fingers and toes, a full complement by his count (which is more than Candy did).

"Come along," he said.

The child looked the part, all right, but Rich was not to be so easily hoodwinked by a fluke of the genetic lottery.


0-16
Candy snapped to as soon as she realised her sentence was being commuted.
Yeah boy! Yeah baby, baby boy!

0-17
Commuted, yes, but her crimes against the Mann were too flagrant to be pardoned.
The warden (and acting judge) was not inclined to absolve her debt.

0-18

0-19

0-20b

0-21



~ ~ ~



1-0
Mary was settling into a comfortable routine...but there was no place like home, she felt.

She hadn't quite accepted yet that this was home now, that she wasn't on vacation.

1-1
Junior was buzzing with nervous energy. Even more had changed for him. And quicker. So much responsibility!
He had a wife and this baby was coming and he hadn't sneaked a cig in weeks! He was fresh out. He needed
to be doing something. Something with his hands, maybe, like her. What was that she was sewing there?
Was it for him? Or just another cuddly somethin' for the baby?

1-3
Mary didn't like him hovering, it only made her nervous, too, and Junior didn't want that. He wandered out to see
what he could see. The Post Office sold other stuff so maybe Daytona'd got smart—or just had a heart, man—and stocked
some cigs for sale. They wouldn't be like his flavoured favourites, those only his dad could get—oh shit, his Dad!

Junior jumped back behind the wall and hid from him. He didn't know why, he just did it.
After everything that went down, plus the stuff his mom told him—the surprise divorce! He wasn't ready to face him.
His old man was an old man, if things got heated and, and out of hand he might, well, he might really hurt him.
Best to avoid a confrontation.

*Hey, whatever gets you out of there.*

1-2
Mary was so happy to see her Mama, even if she was sendin' her upstairs to get off
her feet while she took over in the kitchen. It was nice bein' looked after for a change.


1-4
Junior had come home to find Mary's mom bakin' up something good but she'd ordered him, in no uncertain terms, not to touch that cake
until Mary came down from her nap. Junior didn't want to fool with Mama B, no way, so he found other ways to keep his hands busy.


1-5
Junior had excellent hearing. The second he noticed that sliding shuffle-step of Mary's in that skirt, he was on it. Cheesecake!


1-6
Mary was ravenous. But Junior still finished first.

(A pattern in their marriage. But they were young, if one of them learned to speak up they could conceivably find the rhythm.)


1-7

1-8
Clearly, Mary is exploring (and enjoying) her newfound independence in, um, interesting ways.
Or is that just Junior's bad habits rubbing off on her already?


~


1-9

1-10

1-11


~


2-0b
"I swung by your house, I mean, I swung by Ms. B's for a cake the other day.
Kinda weird not seeing you there but you and Junior together like this, it's so great!"

"Thanks. It's a big change. It be so quiet here, Penny. All the time!"

"That's good, right? Enjoy it while you can, once that baby comes you won't even remember what real quiet sounds like."

"Shoot, that ain't gon' be nothin' new for me," Mary said, grinning. She was looking forward to the noise of a baby and then
more babies and children, she wanted her house full, to sing wit' 'em. That's when it'd feel like home to her. It didn't yet.
"Mama came over and made a cake for me last week. There's some left if you want a piece o' cheescake—I had to hide
it from Junior. But when we went over to my folks' for supper...I don't know, I sure miss 'em a lot but it, it's sorta
like you said...you know..." Mary prompted Penny to supply the word again, she didn't want to say.

"Weird?"

2-0
"Yeah. There's l'il River grew up on me and I ain't even remember. And Mama been so nice, too, so extra
nice to me 'cause o' the baby, but sometimes the things she say...I just..and I don't mean to get so mad."

"Blame it on the hormones. While you can. Because I know I'm still mad,
madder than Una ever was inside me, but that's a whole other story."

Mary couldn't tell Penny just how much she knew what it was like dealin' with them Hart
men, 'specially when they not ready to be daddies (again). But she could warn her friend.
"He been spendin' a lotta time here lately, Rhett has. Him and Junior, you know."

"Figured as much. That's why I didn't bring Una. Sorry, I know you wanted to see her. It's just, he is not going to stumble his way
into some 'accidental' meeting. If he wants to see his daughter he's going to have to get it together and make an appointment."

2-1
Mary didn't know what to say. She couldn't blame Penny but she didn't know if that was going to work with Rhett.

"Mary, have you seen my lighter? I can't find it anywhere. Oh, hey Penny."

"Hey, Mr. Married Mann. Didn't invite me to the wedding."

"What you need it for?"

"I just need it, that's all. C'mon, Penny, you know if we had done it up big, like at the Manor, you'd have been first
on the list—Mary, I know you moved it. It wasn't even empty yet, it was only almost empty, did you throw it away?"

"Smoking's no good for you, Junior," Penny jumped in before she remembered that they're
married now and she probably shouldn't do that anymore, "thought you were gonna quit?"

"I did quit. I just, I want my lighter."

Mary conceded and told him where it was. It wasn't easy on him, bein' cut off from the kinda life he always had.
She ain't never heard him complain, not like Lana did, but sometimes the littlest things really got to him.


2-2
Penny dragged her out of the house and they ran into Dora's daughter-in-law. Penny knew Samantha wasn't too keen
on her and Woody but that wasn't going to stop her from being friendly. And maybe it wasn't what she thought it was.
Either way, she would hardly be the first reluctant friend that Penny had worn down.

"It's the battle of the baby bumps! I almost miss mine when I see you two like this.
Almost. But Una's my one and only, I'm not sad to say. The one and only love child."

"No little baby brother like you had?" Mary chided her friend.

"Not from this body," Penny said.

Samantha was befuddled. "But, but what about when you get married finally. Your husband will expect—"

"Then he won't be my husband." Penny didn't know what else to say to that, Sam's own husband was proof that
some women really did stop at one, but that look on her face told Penny they weren't going to become BFF today.

At least she had been able to introduce her to Mary. They had more in common.


2-4
What a rude girl, barrelling her way past two pregnant women to get to the bathroom!
Samantha made sure to remember her face in case she ever came around trying to be friends with her David.


2-3
"First baby, right? You are in for such an adventure. But you come from a big family, don't you?"

"Pretty big," Mary said, "there were five of us kids."

"Oh, I've got 5. Well, 5 already, 6 with this little one here. Unless it's twins again, but Dora says it isn't and I trust her." Samantha stepped back and surveyed
Mary's 'situation'. "I'm no expert like my mother-in-law," she said, "but you look like you might be in for twins yourself. You ready for that, new mommy?"

Mary wasn't sure about all that but she liked Samantha. Penny was the only other woman around that she could talk to but
Sam was someone who'd already been there, done that but she was still young-like. An older sister type like Mary never had.


2-5
Samantha's experience didn't steer her wrong much. She let Mary go ahead to the vacated stall.
She heard voices. Familiar, bickering voices.

2-6
"Now what are you two doing here? Where's David?"

"At home kissin' on Goldie!"

"He's watchin' the twins! You talk too much...tattle-tale."

"You talk stuff, too," Tommy defended himself.

"To Gran, not to Mom. Stupid."

"Sharla, how many times have I told you about your mouth? You need to be nicer to your brother."

He wasn't even supposed to be there, she didn't bring him. Oh, and that was never gonna happen.


~


2-10
Mirror, mirror, tell me true,
Who in the land is prettier than you?

Lana winked at her reflection the way Valentine had winked at her the other night.

One Land, at least, had done her justice. Lana had been fully Dixie'd—though she'd never call it that—and she loved it!
She couldn't wait for either of her beaux to see her again...even Rich could eat his heart out. Bastard.


2-12
But Lana had more than one surprise that bastard didn't know about. She liquidated funds she'd had secreted away in (mostly) tangible
assets over the years—they were less fungible than Rich himself had proven so it took some doing to get full value—and she'd purchased a
smallish piece of property and negotiated a deal with a supplier to stock the store. Now she was handing it over, deed and all, to Junior.

The boy was floundering, he needed purpose, and he needed to contribute to the maintenance of his family and this household.
It was a done thing, all he had to do was say thank you and, with his child bride, figure out how to make this little venture profitable.


3-0

3-1
"Hey-hey, good mornin' Sexy!"

"Junior, I did somethin' wrong when I was makin' my shirt or when I washed it. It ain't got 'nough give no more. I need, I need to wear yours."


*So, why are Mary's maternity/granny panties peeking out over the top of her skirt? Well, let's just say she's an
old-fashioned gal; she likes her drawers pulled up high, over her navel, and her hemlines dragging the floor.


In other words, I didn't have that particular bra as a separate so I had to use alternative means to get this picture.*


3-2
Not bad, this place...not bad. Junior didn't know where his mom had gotten the money but she had bought the
Round Barn General Store outright, for him—for them. No money owed, all they had to do was start rakin' it in. Cool.

He'd been needing something to do and Mom fixed it so that it was perfect for both him and Mary, working together.

3-4
Mary agreed. This place was perfect, like a blend o' both o' them. The business'll be like their other baby.


3-3
Daytona was the first customer. Daytona is always the first customer!


3-5
A couple more 'customers' trickled in to support them, and be nosy. Mary held down the register...


3-6
...while Junior took charge of inventory.


3-8
It was a good day. There was space upstairs for Mary to rest up a bit but, still, they both came home exhausted.
It was a good kind of exhaustion, though. Working together was, like, a whole new way for them to bond.

3-9
Lana got home shortly after they did.


3-10
"Mary, dear, I've brought in some steaks, do you mind? Thanks, dear. I'm positively famished."

"Ooh, yeah, steak. I could murder a porterhouse."

"Actually, it's a t-bone, but this friend of mine, the one I got them from, he, well, he swears by his meat."

"Uh, o-kay. You can do that, right, honey?" Junior turned to Mary. "Cook 'em up real quick?"

"Sure, I can, I can do 'em up for supper."

"You're a doll," Lana said and collapsed into Mary's vacated seat beside her son.

3-11
Junior was in the habit of deferring to his mom, it was like instinct, but he broke rank after he thought about it.
Mary had been on her feet too much already, she was tired, and he could tell she didn't really want to cook tonight.

So she didn't have to.

3-12
"You look so sexy, wearin' my shirt...havin' my baby. Why don't we, uh, head on upstairs."

"Junior! I'm makin' supper, now. Quit it."

"You don't have to," he said, "I'm not hungry. And Mom—"

"You're always hungry."

"But you can, I don't know, make something simple then. It don't have to be the steak."

"I already started it. Won't take long. And then...we can head upstairs," she mouthed those last words.

"Yeah, dessert!"

3-13
Mary sure knew how to feed her hungry Mann. And his mother.


3-14
Junior made short work of the food on his plate but once he started poking at Mary's
foot under their crowded table to hurry her up Lana was all too glad to see them go.

3-15

3-16
Junior is definitely diggin' this being married business!



4-0
Rhett made his way over to their store on his lunch break and found himself mesmerised by the pretty colours.
Not that he sewed or crocheted or nothin' like that, hell no, but Sandy kept saying how she wished she could knit something
warm for Proxima—Rhett thought that swaddling blanket Sandy had her in all the time looked pretty warm—but now that
they've got this kinda stuff for sale, he can help her out. He's gonna need Mary to point out the right stuff, though.


4-1

4-2
Kaching? Oh, that can't be good for the baby.


4-3
Rhett decided to take a more dude-ly interest in the tools and things these other dudes kept gravitating to when they came in.


4-4
Mary got nervous.

"Hey, where you going? We're practically just getting started."

"I don't feel so good. I'm gonna go home for a little bit." By home she meant her Mama and Daddy's house, it's right there around the bend.
She was so scared that she could've hurt the baby, or...anything, all her fears came rushing back on her and Mary needed her Mama.

"Okay, honey." Junior didn't know enough to be worrying and he was in his glory looking after the store.

4-5
He wasn't sure how he was going to run it alone but he could manage, right? It was a challenge.

*Dun, dun, dun.*

4-6
What the hell was he doing here? Junior took a deep breath and headed over to the old man.

4-7
"I don't know what you're doing here but I think you should leave."

"Do you now?"

Junior didn't back down. That was new.
4-8
Rich took his leave. But he left smiling. Had he satisfied his curiosity? Junior didn't care. Long as he left.


4-9
Beulah had been able to calm Mary down, she told her not to worry about one little pop to the stomach since
it sounded like she was mostly only startled, she just needed to be careful from here on. Then she sent her home.

Mary tried to get some rest like she was told but there were all these messes Junior'd left in his wake. She couldn't ignore 'em.



5-0
Lana was having a very good day.

She was promoted again and then she came home to find Valentine Hart waiting on her doorstep.

"Well, hello there..."

5-1
Valentine had no business there but let's say he had his own curiosity to satisfy, and not just about Lana—oh, oh, all right now...


5-2
Mary.

She caught and held his gaze, made him bear witness to her hurt, he wasn't allowed to look away.

Lana felt him pull back. "What's wro—oh, Mary."

5-3
"I didn't know you were home, dear," she said after they'd straightened up.

"Lana, I'm sorry, I didn't, I, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"Is Junior with you, I mean is he upstairs? Rather early to be closing up shop already, you two."

"We didn't. I mean, he's still there," Mary said, absently rubbing her stomach, "I only came home 'cause of—"

"The baby, of course. Oh yes, where are my manners, but I'm sure you already know Mr. Hart?"

"Y-yes," Mary whispered feebly, "I'll, I'll leave you—I'll get out of your way now."

5-4
He wished she hadn't pretended, wished she'd screamed and cried and hit him. Anything but this.
Valentine knew this wasn't the first time he'd broken her heart but he'd never had to watch it.


5-5
It was too much.
It was always Mary...when he screwed up—did it have to always be Mary?


5-6
"Valentine? You're not really going, are you? You don't have to go. I swear I thought we were alone but Mary,
well, I promise you she won't bother us again. But we can take this upstairs if you like, to be completely private."

5-7
The lilt, the smile, the look in her eyes, that effect never failed yet Valentine still left.
He excused himself like the perfect gentleman but Lana was definitely disappointed.

Was she losing her touch?

5-8
This was all Rich's fault!

5-9
Junior wasn't sure he was gonna say anything but when he was sitting around with his mom it came out.
"Dad showed up at the store."

"Didn't I tell you to stay away from your father!"

"He's the one not staying away from me. I don't know what you expect me
to do," Junior said, "It was real awkward, too. Rhett was there and everything."

"I just know you're going to blow this, Junior."

"Blow what? With all the dirt he does, Rhett don't ask no questions."

"Maybe not but I know his father is still looking for a way to corner you so you'll 'fess up'. Be alert.
That 'girl' has caused enough trouble for us—do not get involved. She is not our problem now."


5-10
Mary had not shown her face downstairs for the rest of that day and she was fast asleep by the time Junior came to bed.


5-11
That night she dreamt about what it might be like to escape. Widespot was complicated. Marrying Junior
didn't make her life any less complicated. Mary dreamt about what it'd be like if she'd gone a different way.


6-0
Mary refused to go in to the store today and Junior wasn't about to make her. She told him about the mishap
with the cash register and, now her term is winding down, she said bed rest is the advice her mama gave her.

Bed rest it is, then. But Junior was a little anxious about how he
was gonna manage to handle everything completely on his own, all day.


6-1
Ooh, snow. Pretty.


6-4
It was a lot of work, a lot, but Junior did all right manning the store.

6-5
Whoa! Mary was right. Junior just barely backed out of the way as the cash drawer flew
open but he wasn't sporting a third-trimester belly! That probably hurt like hell when it hit her.


6-7
Nowhere near as much as catching Valentine and his mother pawing at each other had hurt her.
But having to live with Lana made it easy to transition quickly into anger as Lana ordered her around, asking for
favours that weren't favours at all while she expected to be waited on. (And Junior was oblivious. To them both.)


6-10
Later, Lana overheard Junior on the phone downstairs and she cut him off at the path.
"Where do you think you're going?"

"C'mon, mom, I'm a grown Mann. Cut it out."

"Junior, tell me you are not honestly considering meeting up with your friends at The Dugout."

"Mom, the only somebody I answer to now is my wife and that's what I'm trying to do now, let her know where—"

"Junior you cannot go to The Dugout! What's wrong with you?"

6-11
"Why not? You go. Don't you?"

"Well, yes, I have been there—but I am in no danger whatsoever of the proprietor suspecting me of being the horndog who got his whore
of a daughter pregnant, hiding her away with the unknown grandchild, like an ugly mistress not fit to be seen by the light of day. Am I?"

6-12
Mary didn't mean to be so nosy but...

6-13
"Mary? What the hell are you—were you eavesdropping?"

"I—"

"On me and my mom! What the hell did you expect to hear?"

"I ain't hear nothin', only she don't like you bein' so chummy with Rhett so much. Maybe
she feel like 'cause he's a single guy and not too, not so responsible he's a bad influence?"

"Well, yeah, there is that. And it's not like she's wrong. What do you think? I mean, your
friends are your friends, right? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. Forgive me, honey?"

"It's okay. I think you're right. Just 'cause your friends ain't perfect don't mean you should
be not—not be loyal to 'em...but can you, can you stay home with me tonight anyway?"


7-0
That was easy. Junior was happy to oblige.
There might come a time once the honeymoon phase was over and done when that won't be so.

For right now, though, Mary knew what she had to do.


7-1
Val found Mary waiting for him outside The Dugout.
But it was a nightspot mainly, wasn't even open today. She must've been watching him, looking for him.


7-2
"Everything all right, Mary? With the baby?" he asked, but he asked with his hands.

Mary pushed him away and snapped at him, "Don't touch!"

"Okay, okay."

7-3
Not really okay.
Still, she did come looking for him. He knew they would have to have it out one o' these days.

7-4
"I didn't mean to disrespect you in your own house, I wasn't thinking. Mary, I'm so sorry—"

"What for? Lana's a single woman now. And you're sure a single man, doin' what come
so naturally. What you got to be sorry to me about? I don't fit in to y'all's business—"

"Mary—"

"And it ain't what I come to talk to you 'bout."

Val crossed his arms and peered at her from under the lowered brim of his hat. "Did you have to come wearin' that shirt?"
7-5
"What?" Mary jumped up. She thought she heard Ms. Daytona passin' by, and everybody
knew 'bout them, too. She didn't want nobody to see her here but especially not Ms. Daytona!

"Mary, I'm sorry."

"You say somethin' 'bout my shirt?"

"Believe me, I want you to be happy, hun. I do."

"That's what my husband calls me. Honey. You can call me Mary."

She'd gotten better at this, that one cut him.

"He's a lucky Mann."

Mary had to—she wasn't gettin' nowhere with what she came to say.

7-6
"But he don't deserve you."

"What?" Here she was and...she couldn't believe the nerve o' him.

"We both know it's true," Val said, "he don't deserve you."

7-7
"Neither did you."

7-8
Smooth.


7-9
Rhett didn't have a whole lotta friends. There was Junior and...there was Junior. Plus his wimmins but they didn't always feel too friendly
toward him. With Junior it was like a two-way street, his situation wasn't so totally different and Rhett could talk freer, young buck to young buck.

"You should've come out, man. I was on bar. And there was this chick, y'know, like damn. Never seen
her 'round before. But I'd like to. See the round-round, y'know. Hey, how 'bout tonight? You up for it?"

"Dude, I'm working. Like, right now. Working. And after I finish up here I'm goin' home to my wife, man. Don't you gotta get to yours too?"

"Low blow, man. Screw you."

"It was a joke."

7-10
"Whatever. Anyway, Sandy did say all the screwdrivers in that kit I picked up before were Phillips head, only different sizes, and
she needs one of those flat dealies for whatever the hell she's workin' on. Flat heads? However you call 'em. Got any o' those?"

"We should. Check the tool counter...you tool."

Rhett improvised an obscene gesture and went about his search for a flat head dealie-o.


8-0
Mary calmed herself and tried this again. Valentine was gone from The Dugout but she found him at his house.
Comin' this way was exactly what she had hoped to avoid but this was important enough for her to be bold.


8-1
"I'm an old man, Mary."

8-2
She didn't want to hear that.
"How you say that? You ain't that—"

"Three grandkids, Mary. Least...I guess, I mean, it should be three."

"That's what I need to talk to you 'bout."

8-3
"Come on, then," he said, bounding past her toward the front door. Just as spry as he wanna be, Mary thought.

"Wait, where? I don't b'lieve I should be goin' in there."

"It's gettin' cold out here and we need to talk. I've done the calculations, Mary."

"What's that s'posed to—what you mean by that?"

"I mean I'm lookin' at how far along you are and I know when you got married. And I know when the last time—"

"Valentine!" Mary grabbed her belly protectively. Little legs started to kick up a fuss inside her. "What makes you think me and Junior
had to wait to be married. You ain't ever marry me, did you? And you ain't wait none." That wasn't no kick that she felt this time!
Her knees buckled under with that first powerful contraction and Val tried to steady her, keep her upright and on her feet.


8-4
"Don't you worry, I'm gonna get you home," he said, leading her through the house, "you just
keep on breathing. We got a few minutes before the next one. That's it. Easy now. I got you."

8-5

8-6
They made it to her back door before the next full-on contraction hit.

8-7
She was in so much pain, poor girl, and wasn't nothin' he could do about it.
She'd have to bear down and ride it out. But Valentine did so hate to see her hurtin'.

8-8
Mary heaved herself against him, willing her labour pains to subside long enough for her to get the words out.
She buried her forehead into his neck and Val tried to inch her back toward her door—he had to get her home safe to have
this baby—but Mary dug in her heels. She clenched her eyes and clamped down around the pain, exhaling into his ear,
"I know where Candy's at."

~

Thanks for reading!



Hopefully, it won't take quite so long to get to Parts Two and Three.

The Mann Act, for anyone unfamiliar, is an interesting bit of US law that originally criminalized interstate travel with/transportation of women for "immoral purposes". Rich had to rearrange that part of his plan, since the "spies" they are lurking, but he's nothing if not resourceful.


 
 
( Post a new comment )
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 11th, 2014 12:53 pm (UTC)
Oh, this one hurts! (That's a good thing.) Where is Rich taking Little Gray Eyes? Lana's trying to pull a full-on Daytona here but it looks like Junior's trying, anyway. It's interesting that Mary's the only woman who ever wrongfoots Val; I don't know if it'd be a good or bad thing, for her to realize that. But is she having a boy or girl? And what did you name the babies?

Patience, patience, patience...
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 11th, 2014 11:31 pm (UTC)
Ah, yes, your questions all deliberately left unanswered for now but I will say that the babies do have names! Even baby boy, though Candy was in no condition to claim him just yet (so Rich beat her to it). And Mary is having twins, she just doesn't know it, so they all refer to "the baby", singular.

My initial idea, long before I even played the round, was to see Mary shift out of "Cinderelly" right into another fairy-tale...but the only song I know off-hand from Disney's Snow White is "Heigh-ho" so not much to work with there. Still, Lana's vanity is a real issue. If she actually knew about Mary and Val? I can't imagine. But I think intentional cruelty from Lana would be ultimately less effective than her current casual variety.

Mary gets too lost in Val's power to hurt her to notice her own influence, which is a very good thing for Junior.
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 12th, 2014 12:06 am (UTC)
I think, in the long run, it would be a good thing; but the way Mary is, if she ever realizes she has the power to hurt back it would terrify her into paralysis for a little while, at least. But she has begun to find her spine, anyway. Now if Junior will only locate his...the sooner he does, the less likely she is to give him up as a bad job.

And of course the thing Val's most afraid of is that she'll figure out exactly how weak she makes him; how much of the worst of what he's done to her stems directly from avoiding situations in which he'd have to tell her No to her face, and might not be able to. There's a deep well of stubbornness in Mary - a survival trait of the meek - that could, with sufficient motivation, allow her to use that knowledge. And a good thing, too, or she wouldn't have hung on long enough to tell him about Candy. But it's easy to see why he hasn't wanted her to bring that stubbornness to bear on him.

I did know she was having twins - you've featured that cheesecake prominently enough - but that first comment is always written in a fugue of processing and it's easy to brain burp. A boy and a girl would be nice - I always like to get girls with the father's features and boys with the mother's, myself. No hope of Junior's recessives trumping Mary's brown/black/brown/dark blue, though, so that's something else to possess my soul in patience about. And I'm a little afraid we won't find out where Little Gray Eyes is in Part Two, either!
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 12th, 2014 04:26 am (UTC)
Watching The Mating Season (circa 1950 movie with Gene Tierney) that I've seen half a dozen times I've just noticed the main male character's name is Val while his rival is called Junior. Even if I hadn't seen it before it's easy to predict that Junior loses.

But Widespot Junior, at least, isn't an idle, drunken playboy (the movie character kinda had more shades of Rhett). On one hand, he's been waiting for the chance to prove himself so he's really working hard in the store but, on the other, he still hasn't earned a proper name yet, he is very much still "Junior".

Mary is stronger than she knows but if their home situation was them living with her family, her mother, she'd be struggling just as much if not more to come into her own (and hey, the meddling mother living with the newlyweds issue is another parallel to the film!)

Nope, no little blonde babies for Lana to dote on, though. Didn't stop her choosing a favourite. If it weren't for the Ottomi this would be a very raven-haired generation up and coming. I can't wait to see what they're all going to look like, I'm especially curious to see if baby boy's big grey eyes will shrink and get all beady--but it'd be so funny if he'd end up with eyes like Lana's!
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 12th, 2014 02:25 pm (UTC)
He could very easily end up with Lana's eyebrows - my iteration did. Which means my Rich can't operate on the assumption (as some people's clearly do) that of course Candy's baby is his child, not his grandchild. So let's hope the gray eyes aren't contradicted by any other features, for baby's sake and Candy's.

Though I'm afraid the fact that the opening scene has to be a flashback and Candy's been gone for months after the baby must've been born, with no one having seen her, must mean that Rich's writing this one off and starting a new one - it's one of the courses of action he was mulling over in his last update, after all. At least he didn't abort the first one, but that cardboard box does look a lot like abandonment.

And speaking of paternity assumptions - it is perfect that Valentine assumes that he's responsible for Mary's second pregnancy as well as her first. All the babies in town are belong to him - it's only natural! He carries it well, but that is a mighty big ego on him.

Since I know she can only get pregnant on her own lot, and presume that if you'd gone to the trouble to enable Valentine to do it we'd have more foreshadowing (and why would you feel the need to make any more Harts anyway?), I assume he's wrong - but I doubt he'll believe it in his heart till he sees some of Junior's features on Mary's children. It must've made the moment Mary caught him with Lana about twenty times worse for him, because that would've been about twenty times worse for her.

By the way, it was nice seeing Rhett cheerily running errands for Sandy. If you told him he was comic relief he'd resent it, but by Widespot standards he's got it pretty good at the moment, and that makes me glad to see him. And he wouldn't hate knowing that he makes a woman smile.

Ever since I read this yesterday morning I've had the urge to go play my own Widespot, where I can make everybody be happy because other people are exploiting the drama potential for me, and just turn aging off and watch them not being miserable. I did open up the Harts briefly last night, to check and make sure they were safe where I left them.
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2014 04:28 am (UTC)
Oh, those eyebrows! When Dixie and I were playing around with Lana's makeover, I quickly found out that it didn't make a bit of difference what brow options I clicked, that strip is what it is. And I get the feeling Junior's genes overall will be pretty strong, although for right now the twins look like the swimming in the Lands' end of the gene pool. But faces will explode and we'll really see what's what come bday time...of course, you've yet to be introduced at all. Must try to carve out some time to get started on the next part.

As for Rich, he sticks to a plan, a version of his own eyes peering back at him mattered not so long as there was more than one way the child could have come by them.

Val, indeed, has got quite the solid ego on him. There will definitely be more Harts since I don't imagine his kids are done making more, and Goldie hasn't even gotten started yet, but he is mistaken. It was an educated guess, though; the last time Mary came around 'sinnin' in the daytime' wasn't long before she got together with Junior.

There will be more Rhett, even though this is not his round. Wonder if he'll still make you smile? (Insert evil Rich grin.) (Actually, I'm pretty sure the Rhett effect will be much the same as always, laughter and head-shaking. At least, that's how it goes on my end.)

I was just thinking that as much as I'm a sucker for happy endings, nice & tidy, you probably couldn't tell from this! but it's good to know they're all living fulfilled and happy somewhere :-)
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 13th, 2014 06:51 pm (UTC)
Yes, please, carve out time as soon as ever you can. You need to prioritize your creative endeavors. For your own sake of course. This request is entirely altruistic. :)

Sorry on the eyebrows. I love pushing around sliders that other people leave alone, and on Lana's brows I forgot to implement the last step my plan for keeping them in line with what the market would bear without losing my style by getting the face the way I liked it and then moving the most extreme features a click or two back toward the middle. The basic idea was that Lana and Rich's eyebrows would be opposites of each other.

What, Rhett screws up next update? I'm shocked, I tell you, shocked. Hey, he could start the Widespot Weekly News and his editorial in each issue could be titled: "How I Screwed Up This Week and Why It's Not My Fault." Maybe people'd start telling him stuff if he had a press pass.

You're a long way from an ending, happy or otherwise, yet. Got to get through the misery first. My own Widespot is far from conflict-free, because that would be boring; but I do have Mary and Valentine in a place of cheerful equilibrium where the serious problems are in abeyance or exterior to them. They're both ignoring the fact that he's going to leave her a widow before her time. Their arguments are over things like his getting underfoot when she's trying to clean ("I didn't marry you for a housekeeper! I married you to pay attention to me!") and her insistence on adhering to a budget. And Candy is living with her son in Bigg City, writing romance novels and dating Junior, but she is not ever living under the same roof as Rich and Lana, no way no how. I've seen too many iterations of Candy getting downright abused in the Mannsion, and Lana scares me as much as Rich does. I think my Junior's going to get out from under in time - I'm rooting for him to, anyway.

And I have great hopes for your Junior. The big questions are, does he have the mental and moral stamina for the long haul? and How will he react when he finds out Mary's been keeping secrets from him?

It's easy to overlook Mary's fault in all this, but her avoidance of confrontation has led her to be less than honest with those she loves most. She never explicitly told Val what she wanted or expected of him; passed up a perfect opportunity to tell Junior about her history with Val when they talked about Junior's history with Candy; has never trusted anybody enough to confide in them even though Dixie and Penny, at least, would be both sympathetic and eager to help. This has bitten her before and it's going to keep chewing - until, as you say, she learns to speak up.
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 15th, 2014 01:49 am (UTC)
Candy writing romance novels is hilarious. I've seen some reference to that on your tumblr but I never noticed, is Junior actively involved with his son? So far he's looking to be a doting parent, although Lana tries to beat him to the care-taking (with whatever baby Mary's not tending). Very: "oh Junior, hand it over, let me show you--this is how you feed/burp/change a baby". Like she would know. Junior was reared by the nanny. (Or nannies. I'm pretty sure more than one quit, or were fired, probably for making eyes at Rich.) And considering that she easily put 2 and 2 together when news trickled out that Candy was missing while insisting on keeping mum and knowing pretty well what her husband is capable of...Lana's definitely not a woman to turn one's back on (she gets stab-by) but she's also great comic fodder. Ironically, because in the heat of the moment she's not capable of Rich's restraint.

Mary doesn't really think things through, she lives by her feelings and so often they seem to be telling her "hush up", like a gut fear of revealing herself. She's forgetting that her secrets aren't actually secret: Candy knows. And Rhett, too, from the way he was ribbing his Pop. And probably Goldie although Mary's secrets would be safe with her.

I doubt even a press pass would do much toward inspiring confidence in Rhett, unless there are those who secretly want their stories randomly redacted to make him look good (to himself, at least).

Yes, time for story-making and for more playing, I need that! I'm just itching to show what all happens.
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 15th, 2014 02:09 pm (UTC)
Your Junior is doting on the twins?! Wow, that really gives me hope for him - as a generally rule, Junior and Candy are in a dead heat for Worst Parent in Widespot.

Usually Candy comes out a little the worse - as a parent, Junior makes an excellent big brother - but, presumably because he's never lived with one, my Junior pays child support, canoodles Candy, and acts like Arden doesn't exist. It's not because she's blocking him, either - she's had him over regularly, and the first time he came handed the baby to him, but it's never taken. He's never interacted with Arden without some exterior pressure, has never rolled a want about him (Rich has); and Arden reciprocates by ignoring him or competing with him for Mommy's attention. It might be different if they lived together.

In other people's hoods he has a tendency to live with folks he can let the onerous bits slide onto, but he's always up for the fun stuff. This is especially true if Mary moves in. If Candy moves into the Mannsion, Rich and Lana wind up raising the first kid, and spoiling it just like they spoiled Junior.

Candy consistently passes childcare off to other people in every iteration, but she got suddenly more hands-on in my hood when she realized Daddy was going to give in and marry The Queen of Hick. She even potty-trained Arden autonomously and then emptied the chair, which is highly unusual. I'm usually too much on top of directing the potty-training to see that happen autonomously. And she and Arden have a you-and-me-against-the-world vibe in their Bigg City apartment. I think she doesn't find babies interesting, but then they turn into people and she likes them. Besides, Arden's male.

Poor Mary. You've really brought out the dark underbelly of Beulah's parenting style there - it's like Mary barely thinks she has a right to her own feelings; or at least that they're not of any interest to anybody else. It's part of my Valentine's Philosophy of Women, that they all have one thing they try to cover up about themselves, convinced it's ugly, and it's always the one thing that makes them most adorably distinctive, as far as he's concerned. Which is good for him. Convince her that you love her buck teeth, or her crooked nose, or whatever it is, and she'll love you forever. (He explained this to Rhett and I realized he's right! All generalizations are false, but think about it - isn't it true more often than not?) Mary and Penny intrigued him from the start, because Penny doesn't have anything like that, and Mary's whole self was like that till Val took her in hand. Yet my Mary at least had Penny to confide in, because Penny is interested in everything about everybody and they grew up together. Yours suffers a lot for lack of a confidante.

It probably doesn't occur to Mary that Valentine's children would ever gossip about their Pop - it's their secret as much as it is hers and his. And she's been right, hasn't she? Which might have made one of them into someone she could talk to, except for Candy hating her, Goldie being so young, and Rhett being Rhett.

Which reminds me - Sandy's single appearance in this episode. It's a poignant picture all on it's own (Sandy didn't have anybody supporting and reassuring her when she had her baby!); but it also raises the question of whether Sandy's in on the secret now. She has no particular reason to care, except insofar as it affects her own and Proxy's standing in the house, which it doesn't visibly. And she doesn't, at the moment, have anybody to gossip to. But sooner or later, she will; and not caring also means she has no reason to suppress anything she knows, or thinks she knows.

You're not the only one with that itch. Scratch, please.
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 16th, 2014 09:38 pm (UTC)
Doting may be too strong a word but he does seem amused by the fact that they exist. 'I did that? Both of 'em? Cool!' It's an interesting contrast to Rich's urgency about his own Mannpower in this department. (Pride and vanity...Rich and Lana really were a perfect couple.)

Candy self-sufficient is such a wonder to me. Writing books and running shops and things, I think if my Candy got a glimpse of these alternate universe versions of her she'd think they must've lost the touch, havin' to do so much. Her Pop's threat that she'd have to start earning her keep, like Rhett, wasn't anything she took to heart. The pregnancy put him off but otherwise they were poised for a real battle of wills. Doesn't help that the current employment options are a joke, nothing like what she could get up to in the city! But Rich would've made a willing sugar daddy if it came to that and there was Junior, too...if she hadn't gotten caught.

I can see where motherhood or a genuine threat of being broke could be the making or breaking of Candy but being Rich's 'houseguest' has detoured her character development. And so far as autonomous oddness goes, the first thing Candy did after being transferred to minimum-security in the master bedroom was drop down on hands and knees to scrub D.D.'s pet bed when Rich expressed his disgust at the stench. More thoroughly broken in than he anticipated perhaps.

Like Sandy, Candy also gave birth alone. Something she absolutely didn't want to do (not alone and not lucid, if she could help it). They're both in unfamiliar situations so secrets might be useful currency to have, if not to spend.

That philosophy of Val's, very sly! Better than the opposite approach, though: convincing a woman that you're the only one who could ever love her despite her 'obvious' imperfections. But I can just see Rhett fumbling with that advice, there's a possible future scene where he tries to back-pedal rudeness into charm but it could be even funnier to think his rudeness was a clumsy implementation of Valentine's advice. But, hey, how are you s'posed to compliment her flaws without first drawing attention to 'em? One could let her be the one to bring it up but he doesn't have time for all that.

Edited 2014-05-16 09:40 pm (UTC)
[identity profile] peni griffin on May 17th, 2014 08:13 pm (UTC)
"Dumbass, can't you read body language at all? She already knows what she doesn't like." Leading directly to the even more disastrous conversation with the woman who slouches to de-emphasize her bosom because she is so sick of the D-cup being the only thing a man sees...

Yeah, Rhett'd be an even worse fool than he is to ignore his Pop, but there's no getting around the fact that Val's trying to explain something that's as second nature to him as breathing; or that there'll often be a basic disconnect between what Val's giving advice on and what Rhett's wanting advice for. So when Val's explaining how to establish intimacy, Rhett's listening for how to score.

I think mine's Philosophy is a post hoc formulation - because he never met a homely woman. I figure he got bored of all the Face 1 & 2 groupies he met out there and started gravitating toward women with something that took them off the belle curve. The fourth or fifth time he said: "Why do you cover up your smile? That's a world-class smile!" or "I can't get over how cute your nose is" and discovered that he'd just complimented the feature that had them considering plastic surgery, he realized that he was on to something; but the attraction was genuine, or it wouldn't have worked. Ultimately everybody learns the most from their partners, anyway, if they're willing to pay attention and take their lumps, and so it will be with Rhett, too, if nobody shoots him first.

It seems to me Valentine's habits are betraying him repeatedly here. Not surprising, given that he formed the habits in a much bigger, more populated world, while in an emotional partnership with Angel, and in an environment where innocence doesn't survive long. Until he gets his reflexes retrained, he's going to keep hurting Mary, and himself. I don't think he even realized he loved Mary, till he worked it out on stage that last time together, a day late and a dollar short - not how he's accustomed to arrive.

Don't count Candy too broken yet - her neat points tend to assert themselves when she's bored or stressed; and the moment her restrictions are loosened is the psychological moment to plant the idea that they aren't even necessary. Cleaning Doomsday's bed looks like a pointed message - "See, I'm so far from rebelling that I'm even subservient to the cat!"

I have found her to be an excellent judge of her own best interests, and surprisingly discreet. I've had Junior throw several parties involving volatile mixes, and apart from the time she attacked Mary (Mary won) she worked them like pros. She's caught Rich with Lana, she's caught side dates with other side dates, she's caught Sandy with Hamilton, but nobody has ever caught her with anybody, no matter how thick the opportunities clustered.

My Candy has gotten to mature in a relatively secure environment - say what you like about the Harts, they don't kick their own out just 'cause they screw up - while yours is having to do so under terrible conditions, but that doesn't mean she's not developing. She's lazy, and unwise, but I don't think she's stupid. Though it hasn't been hard to convince Rich that she is, since she's an opportunist, not a schemer. It wouldn't be a surprise to me if she's the instrument of his downfall, eventually.

And I think I'll forgive her if she's a less than stellar mother to the kid Rich has presumably got her incubating now.

Edited 2014-05-18 12:46 am (UTC)
[identity profile] katee412.livejournal.com on May 11th, 2014 03:22 pm (UTC)
Gah, so much is happening! Another brilliant chapter that has left me hanging for more!
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 11th, 2014 11:39 pm (UTC)
:-D Glad you liked it! There is quite a bit going on here, isn't there? Babies and betrayals and revelations...(Oh, my.) But that's kind of the running theme of Widespot, come to think about it.
[identity profile] nentarisims.livejournal.com on May 11th, 2014 03:41 pm (UTC)
The plot thickens...

Another great update! I can't wait to see what Rich will be doing next.
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 11th, 2014 11:42 pm (UTC)
Thanks! That's got me wondering now, whatever would Rich do if he actually retired? Would he become even more of a menace with extra time on his hands or would he lose his edge? Nope, that's not a risk he'd be willing to take. On with the machinations! :-)
[identity profile] braxen.livejournal.com on May 12th, 2014 04:56 pm (UTC)
Ew Rich! He's really kind of horrible in this update. That kind of guy that you love to hate. ;)His cat on the other hand was extra cute in the pictures this time.
For each update everyone gets if not another layer so at least more chiselled out. I didn't get at first how spunky Penny is, but that's my opinion. Even loveable Mary has more sides to her than one might think at first.
As per usual your deco and eye for details amazes me.

What happened to the baby?? Can't wait for part 2.
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2014 04:31 am (UTC)
Ah Rich. I'm certain there is a line he wouldn't cross...I just don't know what it is. Doomsday is quite the attention-seeking kitty, but she's also a pro, her antics all timed to perfection it seemed. Perhaps that's the line, "detonating" her if the time ever came would probably present Rich with an actual moral or, at least, emotional dilemma.

Penny has definitely got spunk, more on that when her round comes up.

Details aren't always my strong suit, particularly visual details, so it pleases me to hear you say that. There was one I added that I didn't think anyone would actively notice but it needed to be there--the slit on the top of the box the baby's in to show it isn't sealed. Whatever did happen to the baby he is still breathing...
[identity profile] bolob.livejournal.com on May 13th, 2014 11:13 pm (UTC)
My my! :O What a seat edger! For such a small town, such BIG scandals going on ^^;;;
[identity profile] quinndominion.livejournal.com on May 15th, 2014 02:04 am (UTC)
Oh yes, there is quite a lot going on out there in the middle of nowhere! The most scandalous (as always) presented courtesy of Rich Mann :-D