From: "Howard Meyer" Hey! I really liked this fic, it was really cute. I can DEFINETLY see Jonny and Jessie getting into that kind of mischief growing up with each other. Where's Hadji, though? *grin* I'm not a groupie, I was just wondering. -Celestia ----- Original Message ----- From: JQ Fan To: Sent: Wednesday, April 28, 1999 11:15 PM Subject: [JQML] [FIC] Our Tree > From: JQ Fan > > Well, this one's been in my head a while. I hope you > like this one, too. Important stuff is at the end. > Enjoy! > JQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQJQ > > Our Tree > > SPLAT! > He blinked several times as the drops cascaded down > his cheeks and onto his t-shirt. He brushed his > blonde hair out of his eyes and looked up into the old > oak tree. > SPLAT! > This time, the water balloon was followed by fits of > laughter near the top of the tree. There she was, his > mortal enemy. He leaped off the tire swing and was up > the tree in record time. The little redhead was still > hysterical and never realized that he had scaled the > branches so quickly. Through her tears from laughter, > she saw a flash of bright yellow that looked > suspiciously like hair followed by a mass of red... > SPLAT! > SPLAT! > SPLAT! > SPLAT! > She looked down at her new jeans which were now > soaked. Then she looked at her assailant standing > next to her on the little platform. He too was > drenched, and he held another water balloon in his > hand and a mischievous grin on his face. She suddenly > sprang from her crouching position and tackled her > friend. The balloon dropped to the ground where it > hit a small bull-terrier. The little dog yelped and > scooted off, his fur dripping as he went. Seeing > this, the two combatants on the platform burst into > maniacal laughter, until neither could breathe. They > then sat back-to-back to each other as they let the > warm August sun dry their wet clothes. The > pony-tailed red-head spoke after several minutes of > silence. > "Jonny? What do you want to do?" > Eight-year old Jonny Quest replied, > "I dunno, Jessie. What haven't we done?" > "I'll race ya to the lighthouse!" > Shouted eight-year old Jessie Bannon, already half-way > down the tree. > "Hey! No fair!" Yelled the startled little boy. > "You're on!" > Since Jonny and his father had left behind their > longtime home in Palm Key, Florida, this was how he > and Jessie, his father's bodyguard, Race's, daughter, > had spent their long summer days. > Panting, he made it to the lighthouse where Jessie was > already sitting on the ground outside the door. > "Come on, slowpoke! You're gonna put me to sleep!" > "That wasn't fair, Jess! You had a head start!" > "So?" answered Jessie as she stuck her tongue out at > her friend. > He proceeded to do the same to her, but as he did, she > tackled him again. > "TAG!" she yelled. "You're it!" Laughing, she took > off running back towards the tree. > "That's cheating, Jess!" He took off after her. > And so their day went. After their short game of tag > that ended up with Jessie tumbling down the side of a > hill to the beach, they did some exploring in some of > the cliff faces and caves. They ran back to the house > to get a picnic dinner and ate it on the beach. They > then found themselves back at "their" oak tree. > "Jonny?" Jessie asked. "You and me, we're always > gonna be best friends, right?" > "Of course, Jess!" Then he paused. "Why? You're not > gonna leave like...like my mom, are you?" By the end > of his sentence, he was whispering as the tears began > to brim his eyes. > "No! I'm never going to leave you!" she assured him. > She then turned around and gave him a hug and a kiss > on the cheek. "I just wasn't sure if we'd be best > friends or if we'd get married or something.... All > the girls in my class keep calling and telling me > that!" > "Me too!" Agreed Jonny. "The boys, I mean. Let's > show them that we're not that icky." > Jessie snapped her fingers and said, > "I have an idea......" > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > At 8:30 that night, Race was outside with his > flashlight. The kids hadn't come home at 7 when they > were supposed to and he and Benton were worried. He > jogged out to the old oak tree that held their "tree > house" and the tire swing. There, at the base of the > big tree, were the two children. Jessie was leaning > up against Jonny's shoulder and his head rested on > hers. They were both fast asleep. Shining his > flashlight just a little above their heads, he saw a > fresh carving in the trunk. It was a heart with an > arrow through it. Inside the heart it said: > > JB & JQ > Best Friends 4ever > > Race smiled and carefully picked up the two dozing > children and carried them back into the house. > > THE END > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Well? You like? > Categories: P, Fam?, a teeny bit of J&J Hr > Disclaimer: I'd like to say I owned 'em, but I don't. > They're HB's > Archivers: Sure! I'd be honored. > Note~ In my universe, this comes 7 years before "A > Perfect World", 10 before "Happy Birthday, Jess" and > "No Matter How Long It Takes", and 18 before "Cruel > Reality." And waaaaay before "Journey's End." > Comments are appreciated. So is constructive > criticism, so fire away! > _________________________________________________________ > Do You Yahoo!? > Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com > > > ------------------------------------------------------------------------ > Looking for the perfect gift for a friend? > http://www.onelist.com > Tell them about ONElist's 130,000 free e-mail communities! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Has ONElist changed your life? http://www.ONElist.com Visit our homepage and share with us your experiences at ONElist of the Week!