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Myshuno Prompt: Breaking news

Name: Joy Interrupted
Characters: Nicholas, Nicholas’ Finance (unknown at time of drabble), Shirley, Shirley’s Boyfriend, Rosalie, Rosalie’s Boyfriend
Rating: PG-13.  Nick, like his father, has a dirty mouth
Summary:  Generation 7’s world is about to change in a big way.
Notes: This takes place during Nick’s senior year of college.  It is a spoiler, in some ways, but if you know what era Generation 7 will be in it shouldn’t be too much of a shock.  The unnamed are as such because I haven’t decided who’s marrying who yet.  This is loosely based on/inspired by a true story.  I’ll explain more when this comes into the story.
Word Count: 1,222
 
My Card
 
Nick couldn’t stop smiling.  Could this day have gotten any better?  First, he’d found out he’d aced his final exams, so he could go home for Christmas break knowing that he’d probably led his class again.  Second, he’d received an initial job offer, which pleased him greatly.  Thirdly, and perhaps the most important, the beautiful redhead by his side had just agreed to marry him over a very fancy, very romantic (and very expensive) dinner.  Yes, life was good.
 
“It’s still kind of early.  Do you feel like going dancing?” she asked.
 
“I’ve got an even better idea,” he replied, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.  “Why don’t we go back to your boarding house, let Rose and Shirley in on our big news, and then make plans for all six of us to go out next weekend?  That way we all can celebrate.”
 
“That is an excellent idea.  Will you stick around for a little while?  We can listen to the radio.”
 
“Sure.  Will Mrs. Cooke let me?”
 
“Mrs. Cooke will be so thrilled to hear that you finally popped the question that she’ll probably even let sit in the parlor alone.”
 
“Don’t get a fellow’s hopes up,” he said as they approached the door to her boarding house.  He opened the door for her, and the pair was greeted by Mrs. Cooke’s expectant smile.
 
“I see that you’ve finally decided to settle down,” she said, eying the ring on her young charge’s hand.
 
“Yes, ma’am.  I figured I better ask her before someone else did.”
 
“Congratulations.  I’m sure your parents will be thrilled.”
 
“We were wondering,” Nick said, putting his hand on his fiancée’s shoulder, “if I could stay for a little while.  We were hoping to catch a show on the radio.”
 
“Of course,” the older woman beamed.  “Shirley and Rosalie are in the parlor with their gentleman callers.  As long as you’re gone by ten, I’ll be happy.”
 
“Of course, Mrs. Cooke.  Thank you.”  Nick and his fiancée turned left and entered the parlor.
 
Shirley was lounging on the sofa, absently playing with the hair of the young man sitting cross-legged on the floor near her.  Rose was sitting on the sofa opposite her cousin, ankles properly crossed and hands on her lap, next another young man with a slightly pained look on his face.
 
The four occupants of the room looked up when the couple entered.
 
“We’re getting married!” the redhead trilled, waving her left hand in the air.
 
Shirley jumped up, nearly stepping on her boyfriend, and squealed as she rushed over to give the redhead a hug.  Rose got up in a seamless motion, and politely kissed her soon-to-be cousin-in-law on the cheek as she offered her congratulations.  The men had risen too, to clasp Nick on the back and offer him their best wishes.
 
“When will you tie the knot?” asked Shirley as the settled back into their former seating arrangements and the newly engaged couple took seats in the previously unoccupied arm chairs.
 
Nick and his fiancée looked at each other.  “Early summer, after graduation,” she replied, and Nick nodded.
 
“That doesn’t give you much time to plan the ceremony,” Rose interjected.
 
“I don’t think there’s too much to plan.  It will be at Nick’s house, like all his family weddings are.  I’m sure his mother and aunt Viola will see to the food.  The only thing that really needs to be sorted is my dress, and I have a pretty good idea of what I want.”
 
“You’re forgetting something,” Shirley smiled.  “Who’s going to be bridesmaids and groomsmen.”
 
“Oh, that,” Nick muttered, thinking to himself that he didn’t want Rose in the bridal party.  She was such a stickler for rules and etiquette.  Hell, she could put Simily Post out of business.  “We really need to talk to my parents before we decide that.  Mom may have her heart set on what cousins she wants in it.”
 
“Of course,” Rose replied.  “One must observe certain conventions when it comes to occasions such as a wedding.”
 
The radio crackled beside them.  “We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you breaking news.  The Simpanese have attacked Plumbbob Harbor in Simwaii.  I repeat, today at approximately 8:00 AM local time, the Simpanese launched an attack on Plumbbob Harbor in the Simwaiian Islands.  The Simcific Naval fleet has been devastated.  Several ships, including the Simizona, were sunk in the attack.  Casualty numbers are unknown at this time, but are expected to be in the thousands.”
 
The young adults in the room looked at each other, fear in their eyes. 
 
“What would they do that for?” Shirley asked.  “We haven’t done anything to them.”
 
“Attacking on a Sunday?  How inappropriate,” chided Rose.  “Don’t they know that’s a sacred day for us?”
 
“Those sons of bitches don’t know what they just started,” stated Nick.
 
“Nick, language,” whispered his fiancée.
 
“They’re sons of bitches and I believe in calling a spade a spade.  You know what this means,” he said, looking at the other two men in the room.
 
“Yup,” one replied.
 
“War,” said the other.
 
“Now hold on a minute,” Shirley said.  “You don’t know that.”
 
“The hell I don’t.  Those sons of bitches came to OUR country, and killed OUR citizens.  We can’t let such an insult go unanswered.  And Simpan is in an alliance with Simmany.  That means we’ll be fighting in the Simcific and in SimEurope at the same time,” Nick replied.
 
The room fell silent as they listened to the radio announcer talk.
 
“The President will be asking Congress for a declaration of war,” Nick stated.  “What d’ya say, boys?  Shall we go down to the enlistment office tomorrow and sign up?”
 
“No!” all three ladies exclaimed at once.
 
“I’ll be damned if I get drafted into service,” Nick replied, looking at his fiancée as he silently begged her to understand.  “If I go fight I’m going to do it on my terms.”
 
A soft voice from the doorway cleared her throat.  “I know this news is devastating, but it’s time for the young men to go home,” Mrs. Cooke announced.
 
“Walk out with me?” Nick asked, and his fiancée nodded.
 
The couple walked out on to the front stoop, and Nick pulled her close.  “You do understand, don’t you?”
 
“Of course I do.  Someone has to stop what’s going on in this crazy world.  It might as well be Simerica.  Just promise me two things.”
 
“Anything, love.”
 
“First, you take care of yourself wherever you go.  No trying to play hero.”
 
“Done.  What else?”
 
“That we’ll get married before you ship out.”
 
Nick hesitated.  “I don’t want you to be a widow before you have a chance to be a wife.”
 
“That doesn’t bother me.  I need to be Mrs. Bradford before you leave.  Please?”
 
Nick looked into her eyes, knowing he could deny her nothing.  “Okay.  But you might need to move the wedding date up.  Who knows how quick things will move once I’ve enlisted.”
 
She nodded.  “I’ll take Rose and Shirley dress shopping tomorrow afternoon.”
 
“And we’ll go tell my parents tomorrow night.  I think the news of the wedding will soften the blow of my enlisting.”
 
He pulled her close, and kissed her.  The future wasn’t as certain as it had been just a few short hours ago.

Comments

( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
peasant007
Oct. 20th, 2011 08:25 pm (UTC)
Oh, man, and here I was all worried about the Depression. For some reason WWII totally slipped my mind.

*wrings hands*

I hope Nick will be okay...
silverbelle1220
Oct. 20th, 2011 10:55 pm (UTC)
Funny how stuff creeps up on you, huh? I've know how I wanted to introduce WWII into the story since I started the legacy. I still haven't worked out all the details of who will go where and do what will happen to everyone, but it is coming, and it will mean hard times ahead. :/
joandsarah
Oct. 20th, 2011 09:06 pm (UTC)
I was wondering if you would be tackling WW2 since WW1 wasn't mentioned. Such a sad time.
silverbelle1220
Oct. 20th, 2011 10:57 pm (UTC)
WWII is a little eaisier for me to write about, as I have first-hand accounts from my grandparents to inspire me. Plus, from my studies, I always thought that WWII was more pivotalto US history than WWI, because the whole country rallied around WWII.
joandsarah
Oct. 21st, 2011 12:19 am (UTC)
It probably was. My relatives are all English so I have their take on it and I guess WW1 was a bigger deal for England then it was for America. My Grandfather fought in WW1, while my dad was thankfully a little too young at 12 for WW2. He was quite prepared to take his air rifle and shoot Germans. He says he remembers Winston Churchill coming on the radio to announce it.
silverbelle1220
Oct. 21st, 2011 01:14 am (UTC)
Condsidering England's proximity to Europe versus the US's I can totally see that. The US was still in one of its isolationist phases then anyway, and most people didn't see why the Great War mattered.

My grandmother's birthday was actually December 7, and she and my grandfather had gone out for her birthday when they heard about Pearl Harbor. The date ended rather fast after than. :(
rosefyre
Oct. 21st, 2011 05:08 am (UTC)
Oooh. I'm not surprised you're covering WWII - you've mentioned it a couple of times - but going to war is most certainly not going to be fun!

Also, love the name Plumbbob Harbor. :D
silverbelle1220
Oct. 24th, 2011 03:30 pm (UTC)
How did I forget to reply to this?

Anyway, I'm actually excited to get to WWII. I have tons of stories from my Nan and Bamp (mom's parents) and my Pepe (dad's dad) to use for inspiration. It won't be fun for the Bradfords, no, but I think it will be fun for me and my readers.

:D I wanted a name for the harbor that evoked Pearl without being it. Plumbbob worked perfectly. Glad you liked it.
leilia
Jan. 5th, 2012 06:01 pm (UTC)
Interesting. I figured you were going to do something with WWII especially since it is the major thing credited for ending the Depression which you are covering.
silverbelle1220
Jan. 6th, 2012 03:18 am (UTC)
Thanks. WWII will be a big event in the legacy.
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