at last i see the light

27. Author. Owner of the Four Diamonds Cafe. Almost carefree.

[remy-smith]

It's quite cold out there today... why don't you come inside for a cup of coco?

[porter-radley-blog]

"You’re asking the wrong person. But I do know that it looks like you’re about to drop that pie."

[remy-smith]

"Oh goodness, it really does. I'm afraid I haven't quite been myself since I was ill for so long."

[remy-smith]

Does that painting look crooked to you?

[remy-smith]

"I feel"

Like I've been locked up in that tower for ages.

It's been so long since I've been outside, breathing fresh air...

What has gone on around this town?

[remy-smith]

Well, I Do Like Ducklings | Remington & Finn

[old-finn-bradshaw-blog]

Finn snorted and shook his head, smiling softly.

"Life is life, Remy.  It’s just what we make of it."  He took a breath and let it out in a shuddering sigh, "But I don’t want to think about living the rest of my life without you."

He sat back, looking at her with soft eyes.

"What are we then?  What are the rules for what we do?  ‘Cause I can tell you Remy, you can’t ask if you see me bruised and I don’t want to talk.  If I want to tell you, I will.  If I don’t tell you, it’s because of that thing we can’t talk about."

Finn wondered when that day would come where he could be completely honest.  Maybe even then, he wouldn’t share everything.  Hiding was becoming too much a part of his personality.  But for now, he had the excuse of the rebellion to use as a shield and buffer for why he had to keep his secrets.  As much as they hurt him and widened the gaps between himself and those around him.

[remy-smith]

Remy felt a blush grace her cheeks as she listened to Finn talk. She didn't want to even begin to think about him not being in her life again after so long... She didn't even know if she could even handle that. 

With his questions, she furrowed her brow. What were they? What could they even be without giving the town something to talk about? Were they even ready for that amount of attention? Surely, the Bradshaw family was respected in the Court... but were they respected enough for a Court member to be with a Bradshaw son? 

"I guess..." Remy's voice trails off. "We take it day by day. We keep doing what we're doing and just know that we want to be in each other's company. And when the moment is right, we'll know it." Remy reaches for Finn's hand, playing with his fingertips. "Are you ready and willing to be scrutinized by the Court? I already am... I should probably be doing more Court-like things than I do, and sometimes I feel like they frown upon me for owning a business, so I do as much as I can for them."

"As for 'rules'... I want you to know you cannot keep me from worrying. Even if you won't tell me what is happening because you either can't or can't trust me with it yet, I will worry. You are the most special and imporant person in my life. If you are bruised and cut up and you need me to leave the ladder on my window out, I will take care of you and make sure you're okay. 

No matter what we are doing, I do not want us to lie to each other. I understand some things must be withheld, and that's okay. But never lie to me.

And lastly, please don't leave again."

Remy looks back up at Finn, and if this all hadn't been so new, she would be leaning in to kiss him. But not now, not yet. "What do you think?"

[remy-smith]

Remy's Internal MoodBoard 1/1

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

[artsyjane]

"Thank-you! Oh, I’m sure I have some spare tickets or change on me…"

[remy-smith]

"If you for a second think that I'm going to let you pay anything, we may have to check your sanity somewhere."

[fayemathers]

Hey!

[fayemathers]

"Maybe he will think it’s just a coincidence?" 

"Oh that’s wonderful news. He is such a good boy."

[remy-smith]

"If he thinks it's just a coincidence, he might be denser than I thought. I'll give him awhile more before I say anything though. Sometimes these things take time, I guess."

"I agree! He has definitely worked hard and deserves the promotion. I think he's ready for it... but he might hate me because I'm about to release a slew of new pies."

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

[princess-anastasia-moore]

"They just don’t know how good your pies are. Someone needs to go around spreading the word about them. I know I always end up getting a slice when I’m at The Four Diamonds."

[remy-smith]

"You're too kind! I'm really glad you enjoy it so much."

"Make sure to stop by the cafe soon and I'll be sure to give you some, on the house!"

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

[artsyjane]

"Maybe… but as long as they’re here and he’s not, I wouldn’t mind helping out with some of that strawberry rhubarb…"

[remy-smith]

"Be my guest. Have all the strawberry rhubarb you'd like." Remy giggles.

[remy-smith]

[remy-smith]

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

[old-finn-bradshaw-blog]

"Just give ‘em to me.  Everyone else’s loss."

[remy-smith]

"You're going to die one day and during the autopsy all they're going to find in your system is pie."

"Do you even have a favorite?"

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

[artsyjane]

"They— they aren’t? But… that makes no sense!"

[remy-smith]

"Well Finn hasn't come by to attack them yet, so I guess people are surprised that they're still in tact."

[remy-smith]

"Maybe I should just donate these pies"

"No one's buying anyway."

[subwaytocalifornia]

[old-finn-bradshaw-blog]

"Well well. It seems I've found the pie."

"Hey Remy."

[remy-smith]

"Where there's a pie, there is a Finn."

"I should really smack you for disappearing on me."