#ct askbox fic

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Benedick watches her as she crosses the room: head high, breasts magnificently corseted. He's not the man to forego a peep - and, luckily, Don Leonato isn't the man to object, as long as that's all he does. What Beatrice herself will have to say is another matter. He's not quite sure he's ready for her to catch on to his earthier appreciation; it's too much fun to play their game, all wits crossed like rapiers, little pinks of blood. Gawping at her would change all that, reduce it somehow.

Aha! Benedick appreciating the finer things on earth! Thank you, my dear. ;)

*let's cookies rain over you*

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Her eyebrows arched. “If I told you that this time next year, you will have two souls to spoil, what say you?” He could only stare stupidly at her. “Benedick?” He responded by clutching her tightly to him, his tears of joy landing on her shoulder. “I would say God has blessed me beyond all expectation.” Pulling away, he stared into her dancing eyes. “Our child will be either blessed or cursed with us as parents, but we shall have fun in the effort.” He laughed. “Of that I have no doubt.” (end!)

YEs! They will be wonderful parents! Benedick will be so protectinve of her and she will enjoy every moment they stil lhave together before thy become a family. :)

Thank you for the fic nonnie!! =)

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“When shall we leave?” he asked. Beatrice paused, considering her answer carefully. “Soon.” He laughed, “I am eager to escape as well!” But Beatrice’s smile was soft. “For it will not be too long before I am in no condition to travel far at all.” Confused, Benedick studied her. “What do you mean?” Her smile grew. “My love, I have a gift for you as well.” The breath left Benedick’s lungs. “Beatrice? Are you...” (it's so predictable, but I don't care)

(NEITHER DO I!!!)

ASDFGHJKL!!! SHE'S PRGNANT!!

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She shifted so he could place the necklace around her neck, her skin tingling at his every touch. “I hope you shall wear this on our journey.” She turned. “Journey?” “Yes, I want to take you to Gagliano del Capa, where we can see the sun rise and set over the water. For you have brightened and calmed the restless sea of my heart.” “Oh, Benedick.” She leaned over and kissed him fully.

Oh nonnie... this is perfect. I love it. 

Yes... watching the sun set. It's soo romantic!

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“My Love, if I was told a year ago that I would be spoiled by a most adoring husband for Christmas, I would have laughed myself sick,” Beatrice declared. Benedick wrapped his arms around her. “Oh, but this husband has not finished showering his Lady with gifts.” “Really, Benedick!” He placed a small box on her lap. “My eternal star,” he whispered. He heard her slight intake of breath as she unwrapped the golden sun pendant hanging from a sparkling chain. “Tis beautiful.” “And there’s more.”

There is more? ... More jewels? 

Who cares about the jewels when the can have Benedick?!

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“You mean you have not bought her anything?” Hero asked. Ursula and Margaret smirked. Benedick paled. “No, I have bought some things. But I want to show my Lady how much I adore her.” “Why not write another sonnet?” Margaret suggested. Hero glared. “Beatrice is the sun that warms me every morning, and the gentle air that lulls my undeserving soul to peace every night. She is my world,” Benedick confessed. The derision vanished, leaving all three ladies with tears in their eyes.

Omg. Benedick could calm stampeding horses with that voice and melt the poles with that admission.... 

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Benedick was fretting. Claudio and the prince could not help but exchange snide glances at each other as their comrade in arms and formally staunch bachelor wrote and re-wrote countless thoughts. “What troubles you, Signor?” The soldier looked up with panic. “Tis the first Christmas shared with my Beatrice, and naught comes to mind to as to the perfect gift!”

The perfect gift for Beatrice? Hmm... I don't know. 

But I guess that she will have the perfect gift for him in form of an heir. ;)