I'm sorry to be a bore, I know this has already been done, but this seriously left me heartstruck. Does Barnaby need to be this sweet always? He cares so much about Alicia it makes me cry.
This are some of my favorite moments, hope you enjoyed your dates as much as I enjoyed mine!
Sam:He brushed the snow off his pants , and straightened his jumper and coat, as he headed up the gravel drive of the Jones' house. Normally he'd have run up it, ready to play with one of his best friends ever, Mercedes Jones. But today..he was there on official business, as his dad would say. He knew Mercedes was out with her mom, shopping for last minute Christmas stuff, and he was taking this chance to talk to Mr Jones, her dad, one to one, hombre a hombre. Nervously, he pushed his hair to one side as he reached up and rang the bell. "Hi, Mr Jones," he started, politely, as though the man standing in front of him was someone he didn't know very well, rather than a close friend of his father's who would always rough and tumble with Sam and his friends.
Mr Jones: had just relaxed in his chair to catch up on some sports when the doorbell rang. He wasn’t expecting any packages or visitors so he didn’t know who was there. He made his way over to the door and answered it and saw Sam Evans standing there. “Well hello Sam,” he greeted the young man before him. “Mercedes isn’t home but she’ll be back soon. You can come in and wait for her.” He invited Sam in knowing he would wait for his daughter to return even if it took all year. He wasn’t a fool he knew that smitten look Sam carried when it came to his child. “I was just watching the game, you can join. I’ll grab you a juice while we wait.”
Sam: "Excuse me, Mr Jones," Sam said formally, stopping Mercedes' dad before he could disappear to go get him a drink. "I'm not here to see Mercedes, sir. I'm here to see you...See, I spent last week at my Grammy and Paw's house..and Paw said that when you're an Evans like me.." He puffed his chest up a little before continuing, "and you meet the girl you know you want to marry, then the right thing to do is go and ask her dad for permission to marry her. So..that's why I'm here now. I want to..I mean..I'd like to marry Mercedes, please. Not now cause we hafta grow up a bit..but in the future. I'm gonna be a doctor, you know, so you don't hafta worry..I'll take real good care of her.."
Mr Jones: couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his mouth as he listened to Sam go on about his intentions. He had to admit it was quite admirable the way Sam stood in front of him chest puffed with pride asking for his only baby girl’s hand in marriage. “Son,” his deep bravado began, “come have a seat.” He patted the stool in the kitchen next to where he leaned on the countertop. He waited for Sam to take his seat before he spoke. “First off, I think it’s very brave that you came over here to ask to marry my daughter. That’s commendable. Secondly, tell me why you want to marry her?”
Sam: Sam climbed up and sat on the stool beside Mr Jones. He turned to look Mr Jones in the eye, brushing the blond strands that fell across his face out of the way. “ Why wouldn’t I want to marry her? She’s..” he paused, his face lighting up as he thought about his best friend.” She’s...amazeballs..she gives the best hugs, especially when you scrape your knees and you know you don’t want to cry because everyone will call you a crybaby, but then Mercedes hugs you and everything is better...She always shares everything with me, without me asking her to..and if I married her I could give her the world, the way my mom says my dad does. She’s my best friend ever and I never want to be without her. If I married her we’d always be together.” he finished, seriously.
Mr Jones: Yep. The boy was gone. Complete smitten over his little Mercedes. The way he talked about her reminded him of his infatuation with his wife. She was the best at everything and he knew he wanted to marry her after their first date. “Well, you’ve put forward a very good argument as to why you want to marry her.” He put his finger on his chin as if he was thinking long and hard. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll agree to you marrying Mercedes but you have to promise me one thing.” His face turned very serious to let Sam know he meant business. “You must never break her heart. It’s delicate and you have to take very good care of it. If you can do that, we have a deal.”
Sam: Sam was unable to stop the huge grin from spreading across his face. "I will, Mr Jones! I promise..I will never break her heart..I'm gonna work real hard, so that one day, when we're older, I can ask her for real." He held his hand out to Mercedes' father, unflinching as his much smaller hand was engulfed in the older man's hand and they shook on it, like gentleman of old were wont to do. "Deal."
Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone! I’d finally finish this fanart of Cupid Heartstruck that I try to do since two years ago! (The 3th try is the good one!)
