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catghoststories · 3 months ago

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Unscripted Kiss - A Sally x Julie One-Shot

Summary: Frank and Eddie like each other. Sally doesn't know this. She also doesn't know that she has a crush of her own.

Words: 1,576

Pairings: Sally Starlet x Julie Joyful, Eddie Dear x Frank Frankly

Characters: Sally Starlet, Julie Joyful, Frank Frankly, Eddie Dear

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~ Unscripted Kiss ~

“Me? And Frank? Kiss?”

Sally groaned, throwing her hands up into the air. “Yes, Julietta! It’s the romantic climax of the entire play!"

Julie sat on the ground, her pink and white dress fluffing up around her. “But Frank just ate a cough drop! I don’t want that to be my first kiss.”

Sally’s eye twitched. “Julie…”

“I'm not kissing her.” Frank crossed his arms, looking equally unimpressed.

"Franklin, you must! It’s in the script!”

"I mustn’t do anything," Frank snapped. He fiddled with the buttons on his suit jacket like he had all afternoon, before finally yanking it off over his head. "And for the twentieth time, it's Frank!"

A chuckle from behind Sally snapped her last bit of patience like an old violin string. “What's so funny, mailman?”

“He has a name, you know. Do you know any of our names? I'm beginning to think you don't.”

Sally glared at Frank before turning her ire back onto Eddie, who didn’t notice. He sat cross-legged on the grass between their houses, Sally's manuscript in one hand, the costume he was sewing in the other. “Miss Starlet, I was just thinkin’. Wouldn't it be better if the princess professed her love to the prince before kissin’ him? Seems a bit outta nowhere otherwise.” He licked his finger and turned the page. “Just thought it'd be a bit more romantic-like.”

“Aww. That'd be cute!” Julie agreed.

"If it delays the inevitable," Frank sighed. Julie giggled.

“Ugh!” Sally threw her script onto the ground. "You peon! As if you know anything about the theater!” But she knew for a fact that Eddie did. Annoyingly, the mailman was the most well-read out of all them—excluding herself, of course. “You do it, then, if you're such an expert!"

Eddie's grin evaporated. "Ma'am?"

"You heard me. You be the princess.” Sally curled her lips, feeling smug. “You kiss Frank.”

To her utter satisfaction, Frank looked mortified. "What! Why me?"

"Why not? You’ve been complaining about this scene since I cast you. Perhaps Edward can make it better for you, hm?" Sally wielded her rolled-up script. "Go ahead, mailman. Show us how it’s done."

"All righty, then." Eddie stood and dusted himself off. He approached Frank, stopping a respectful distance away. He took off his blue mail cap and held it in his hands, as if about to enter his house of worship. "This okay with you, Mr. Frankly?"

Frank lowered his eyes. "It's fine."

He can barely speak! Sally thought with glee. It wasn’t often that she got a leg up on both the mailman and the neighborhood grinch.

But her attitude changed when Eddie brushed Frank's bangs out of his eyes.

"You had some glitter on ya." Eddie gave a lopsided smile.

Frank snorted. "Did I?”

"It was probably from me. Y'know, from the papier-mâché flowers I was makin' earlier?"

Frank’s sour look dissipated, replaced with a light flush. “Oh yes. I think you did a wonderful job. You always have such nice color choices, Mr. Dear.”

Sally watched this exchange with a frown. They’re awfully friendly, all of a sudden. “Edward, if you're going to do this, get on with it. We don't have all day!"

"Kiss kiss kiss!" Julie cheered, her tiara toppling off her head.

That got Eddie's attention. “Right!” Despite Sally’s request, he yet again arranged Frank’s hair, then stepped closer. “Mr. Frankly—I mean, Mr. Prince—I want you to know that I love you. Always have, always will.” He touched Frank’s cheek, then leaned forward, gently placing his mouth over Frank’s.

Sally was sure it would be over in a second. But Eddie’s free hand found enough time to make its way down to Frank’s slender waist. She was sure Franklin would push him off, but he didn’t. Instead, he held onto Eddie's large shoulders. They didn’t kiss just once, either. Eddie pulled back and returned two more times, once on the lips and once on the cheek.

Sally got the strong impression that this was not their first time doing this.

"All right, cut!” she said. “That means stop!” But the two paid her no mind. They had entered a scene of their own, in a different time, a different place.

“Was that all right for you?” Eddie said softly, when they were finally done.

Sally didn't hear Frank's answer, because Julie interrupted. "Wow, that looks fun! I wanna try!" She jumped up and straightened out her dress. "Sally, now you be the prince, and I’ll kiss you!"

That shocked Sally even more than the previous display. She stumbled over her words like she never had before. "What? Why me?"

Julie looked at her as if she'd grown a second head. “Well, I can’t kiss Frank, and I can't kiss Eddie now, either, because I bet he also tastes like cough drops. So you!”

“I can’t!" Sally crumpled up the script in her hands, her last line of defense. "It’s not in the play!”

“It’s okay to improvise sometimes,” Eddie said, his hand still wrapped around Frank's waist. Frank's were still on Eddie’s shoulders, but when he saw Sally watching, he quickly removed them.

“But I'm the director!”

“Isn't the director supposed to know how to do everything?” Eddie suggested helpfully.

"Yeah!" Julie agreed with aggressive cheerfulness. "Oh please, Sally? I really, really, really need to practice!”

Sally now entered a scene of her own. The lights dimmed, the audience went silent. The other actors left the stage. A monologue.

Are you being foolish again, Starlet? an old voice whispered. Are you cracking under pressure? Are you thinking with your heart instead of your head? That was always your problem, wasn't it, Sallinda?

Sally placed a hand on her stomach and exhaled. She then ran a finger along each of her sixteen star points, making sure they were all on straight. "Come here, Julietta."

“Yay!” Julie gathered up her oversized dress and ran towards her. Sally couldn’t help but be flattered by her enthusiasm.

Julie stopped in front of her and patted down her hair. To Sally’s surprise, she seemed fidgety, nervous. She then remembered that this would be Julie's first kiss. Well, she'd have to make it a good one.

Sally flitted aside Julie's blonde locks before realizing it. “It was all over your face. I didn’t want it getting in the way!” But she felt embarrassed as soon as she said it.

Julie laughed, a perfect sound, as if ripped straight from a recording. “Thanks!”

"Hurry up. We don’t have all day," Frank heckled. Sally scowled at him. She noticed Eddie’s hand still hadn't left his side, despite the return of his grumpy demeanor.

Sally shook out her shoulders. "Could you please close your eyes, Julietta?" She didn’t want Julie to see how nervous she was, either.

"Okie dokey smokey!" Julie did so. Now she looked calm, at peace, like Sleeping Beauty. Sally took her in, her green eyelids, her button nose, her wide mouth that said so many funny things. She knew she’d probably never be this close to her again.

“Don’t forget your confession,” Eddie said. Sally’s heart stopped before she realized what he meant. Oh. The play.

“I…really like you, Julietta. Princess.” She couldn’t bring herself to say love as easily as the mailman had.

Sally waited for Julie to move first, per the script, but she didn’t. So Sally closed her eyes and kissed her instead. They didn’t open their mouths, but that was somehow better, since Sally could draw closer, hide in Julie’s long bangs. She waited as long as she could, taking solace in her beauty, her heavenly warmth.

When she pulled back, Julie's cheeks were rosy. She looked at Sally like she was a star, not just in name only.

“Are you all right?” Sally grew worried at her uncharacteristic silence.

Julie fluttered her delicate lashes. “Yes! Thank you, Sally! That was really nice!”

Sally smiled, but of course Eddie shattered the moment with his loud voice. “Say, that was pretty good! Although Julie's the one who's supposed to make the confession. An’ she’s supposed to kiss you first. But I liked your version, too!”

Sally turned to sass him but was caught in Frank’s fierce gaze. He didn't say a word, but he didn’t have to.

Sally stared back, hoping to match his intimidation. Do you know what I am, Frankly? Just like I know you?

Frank watched her a moment longer. Then he plastered on a fake smile and chirped, "Was that fun for you, Sally?"

Sally gritted her teeth at his annoying falsetto. "No! It was all wrong! All of you, start over again, from the top!" She went to snatch her script from the ground but paused, staring at the words on the page. She thought about Julietta’s hair brushing her cheek, a golden curtain, behind the stage, where she could finally feel like herself. But she shook her head and smoothed out the pages. “Don’t just stand there! Act one, scene one!”

Julie startled to attention, but she still hugged Sally before hurrying back into place. Frank gently removed Eddie's hand from his side and accepted his suit jacket with a sigh.

They returned to their roles, Frank the prince, Julie the princess, Eddie the stagehand, Sally the director. But as the play went on, Sally couldn’t focus. All she could think about was how she wished she had cast herself as the prince instead.

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