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The Time Machine	By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own the other characters though because they are myself and my friends. xD

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Amber wakes up in a much better mood than usual. She smiles as she stretches out her arms and legs, letting out a large yawn before glancing at the alarm clock on her headboard. Upon seeing the time, she sits bolt upright. 2:00 PM already?! FUCK.
She jumps out of bed and rushes to get ready, running around in a panic as she digs through clothes and accessories, trying to find the perfect outfit. She ends up deciding on a low-cut striped shirt, black skirt, black fishnet stockings, black fingerless gloves, and black high heels.
As she looks herself over in the bathroom mirror, she tries to figure out whether or not her outfit is too revealing. Eventually, she shrugs it off, thinking, If I cover everything up, him not being an asshole might be easier… I might as well test him now so that I’m not even more disappointed later…
By the time that she’s finally ready, it’s nearly 3:30 PM. Feeling kind of guilty about leaving him hanging for so long, she hurries to get on Facebook. He messages her almost instantly.
Bupkus: Sweetie?
Amber: Yes?
Bupkus: Do you have an answer for me?
Amber: Yes, but… what would you do if I said no?
Bupkus: Nothing… but I’d be upset, sweetheart…
Amber: Really? Why?
Bupkus: Because I really want to see you…
Amber: Well… good thing my answer is yes, I guess. XD I was just curious what your reaction to no would be.
Bupkus: Lol I’m glad, sweetie… Do you mind if I come get you?
Amber: Ah, yeah, I guess that works.
Amber: I live at 12240 Kearney Street, Brighton CO, 80602. It’s off of 120^th and Holly, if that helps.
Bupkus: Alright. So I’ll pick you up in an hour?
Amber: Okay. ^.^
Bupkus: See you then, beautiful.
Amber: Hehe see you. X3
She exits the browser and shuts her laptop, wondering what she should do to distract herself for another hour.
She ends up deciding to read the new Darren Shan book that she picked up from the library a few days ago. It’s the fourth sequel to his latest series, The Saga of Larten Crepsley. It makes her extremely happy and she gets so into it that she hardly notices the time. At least not until the doorbell rings.
“Shit!” she exclaims, jumping up and running to the bathroom to check her appearance one last time. She then hurries to grab her heels and head downstairs, attempting to shove her feet into them as she nears the front door. At last, she manages to get them on and straightens herself, opening the door to find Bupkus standing there with his hands behind his back.
He looks her up and down, before smirking. “You look beautiful, baby, but… um… did you have any trouble?”
“Why would you say that?” she asks, a bit nervously.
He chuckles, “Your shoes are on the wrong feet.”
She looks down at them to find that he’s right. “Well, fuck… Hang on a sec… You can come in if you want…” she says, heading over to the couch and plopping down on it to fix her shoes.
He laughs as he squeezes through the small, human-sized doorway. Looking around, he says, “Nice house, baby…”
Not looking up from her shoes, she responds, “Thanks. I can’t wait to get out of it.”
Coming to stand over her, he chuckles, “Is that why you put your shoes on the wrong feet?”
“Nah… I was into a book, lost track of time, and had to put them on as I ran to open the door… I kinda failed…” she mumbles embarrassedly.
“Aw, it’s okay, sweetie,” he laughs, “It’s cute.”
She laughs too, “Well, thanks… It doesn’t feel too cute…”
Once her shoes are finally on properly, she sits up and looks at Bupkus to find him smiling down at her. It’s almost a sweet smile, like one the future Bupkus might have given her. Starting to feel more hopeful, she smiles back timidly.
“These are for you, beautiful,” he says, handing her a bouquet of red roses and an Uglydoll plushie.
“Ah, thank you!” she squeals happily as she takes them, sniffing the roses and snuggling the plushie. It’s a purple monster with an ‘x’ for one of its eyes, which is one that she had been wanting for a very long time. Eyeing it curiously, she asks, “How did you know that I wanted this?”
A bit reluctantly, he explains, “Well… I saw on your Facebook profile that you like stuffed animals… Then I, uh… kinda found your wish list on HotTopic.com… I hope you don’t mind that I did that…”
“Mind? I love him! I’ve wanted him for like… ever!” she replies with a giggle, hugging it tightly.
He smiles, “I’m glad, sweetie.”
Standing up, she says, “I put the roses in water and then we go?”
“A’ight,” he replies, chuckling.
Amber walks the short distance to the kitchen, quickly putting the roses in a vase and setting her beloved plushie next to them before heading back over to Bupkus. “’Kay, ready!” she says happily.
With a chuckle, he says, “Okay, baby… let’s go…” and holds his hand out to her, taking her by surprise. When she hesitates, he gives her a reassuring smile and says, “Don’t worry, cutie… I won’t bite… Unless you want me to, that is,” he adds with a wink.
She shakes her head, laughing in spite of herself as she moves closer to him and takes his hand.
He eyes their linked hands and smiles slightly, caressing the back of her entire hand with one huge thumb. It’s a few moments before he snaps out of his reverie and leads her outside, towards his huge black truck. It’s the same one from the future. He opens the driver’s side door and looks down at her apologetically, saying, “I’ll have to help you up… Is that a’ight? I’m not gonna try to be handsy or anything…”
Smiling at his trepidation, she says, “Yeah, that’s fine. No worries.”
He picks her up carefully and sets her in the middle of the long seat before climbing into the driver’s side. As he drives away from her house, he puts his arm around her, but, being uncertain of whether or not she wants him touching her, he pulls it away several times.
Noticing this, she smiles and puts her hand over his, gently pulling his arm back around her and holding it there.
His heart skips a beat as she does so, making him feel slightly more nervous. Gulping back his fear, he says, “So, um, I was thinking we’d eat dinner and catch a late movie… Sound good?”
“Yep!” she replies happily.
He smiles, “Okay, good… Any favorite restaurants?”
“Um… either TGI Friday’s or Applebee’s… Kinda lame, I know,” she adds with a nervous laugh.
He chuckles, “Eh, I don’t know what’s lame and what isn’t on this planet anyways, baby. Don’t worry ‘bout it. Which is your favorite?”
“Um… damn. That’s too hard of a question. You pick,” she replies, leaning against him and placing a hand on his exposed abs, tracing a finger along them absentmindedly.
Head swimming from her gentle touch, it’s a few moments before he finally manages to respond, “O-okay, um… Friday’s then?”
“Okay!”
He smiles down at her briefly before focusing back on the road, his mind still reeling.
It’s not long before they reach the restaurant. Bupkus hops out of the truck before gently helping Amber down and grabbing her hand, leading her to the front entrance. She thanks him as he opens the door for her, people looking at them funny as they walk in together.
“Uh… table for two?” the waitress asks awkwardly. When they both nod, she grabs two menus and leads them towards the back of the restaurant, to one of the new gigantic booths.
They sit on opposite sides of the table, Amber unable to even see over the top of it. Noticing her dilemma, the waitress goes and grabs a booster seat for her.
Once the waitress leaves them to their menus, Amber hops on the booster seat and sighs, “God, I feel like I’m three again…”
“I’m… sorry…” Bupkus snorts, finding the whole thing rather funny.
She giggles, “Don’t laugh at me, Mister! My shortness can’t be helped.”
“Yeah it can… with a booster seat…” he says, cracking up.
“Hardy-har-har… meany,” she responds, smiling in spite of herself.
“I’m sorry, baby!” he manages, trying to stop laughing and failing.
When he finally regains control of himself, the waitress comes over and they order their drinks. Amber is slightly grossed out by the fact that Bupkus ordered a gallon of human blood, but she doesn’t say anything. It’s just a little blood… I can deal with it… she thinks, mostly trying to convince herself.
Upon reaching for his menu, Bupkus notices that they’re both slightly out of Amber’s reach on the big table. He grabs them both, setting one down in front of her before taking a look at his own.
“Ah, thanks,” she says, opening it to take a look. After finding what she wants to eat, she looks through the rest of the menu out of curiosity. She notices that while it still has the normal human dinners, desserts, and drinks in the front, the back has items for monsters. There are full human cadavers, orders of specific body parts or organs, special recipes including the above, and dessert versions of them as well. Upon reading the description for the human bone gelatin dessert with eyeball jelly on top, she abruptly closes the menu, feeling sick to her stomach.
Looking up from his menu to see her troubled expression, Bupkus says, “Are you okay, babe?”
“Yeah, I’m… I’m alright,” she replies unconvincingly.
Giving her a concerned look, he asks, “You sure?”
She nods, “Yeah…”
“If you’re sure…” he replies uncertainly.
It’s then that the waitress returns to their table. Looking between Bupkus and Amber nervously, she says, “Are you ready to order or do you need a minute?”
“Um, I’m ready…” Amber replies, looking up at Bupkus timidly.
He gives her a reassuring smile and says, “Me too. Go ahead, babe.”
“Okay, um… I’ll have the tomato basil soup with the cheese bread appetizer.”
Writing it down, the waitress asks, “Anything else?”
She shakes her head, “Nope.”
“Okay,” she says before turning to Bupkus rather reluctantly and asking, “And you?”
Not really thinking, he says, “I’ll have a cadaver, heated up, but not cooked.”
Are you kidding me? Amber thinks in disbelief, How the fuck am I supposed to feel about that? What the hell is wrong with him?
The waitress doesn’t look too happy about it either. She writes it on her notepad and, not looking up at him, asks, “Any preferences? Male, female…?”
He shrugs, “Male, I guess.”
She quickly writes it down and says, “Alright, your food should be out shortly,” before walking away.
Thinking about having to watch him eat a human body, Amber starts to feel faint. Not noticing this, Bupkus says, “You know, you coulda got an appetizer, soup, and a whole meal… I wouldn’t have minded…”
Paying more attention to trying not to faint than his words, she mumbles, “No, it’s okay…”
Noticing her pale and clammy appearance, he asks, “Um… are you okay?”
Trying to taking deep breaths to calm herself, she puts a hand over her face and groans, “I’m… not gonna pay attention to your food when it gets here…”
Guilt rising in his chest, he stammers, “Oh, baby… I’m… I’m so sorry… I could tell her to bring it out when you’ve finished with yours?”
“That… would make life easier…” she manages, still not looking at him.
“I’m sorry, baby… I wasn’t thinkin’…”
She shakes her head, “It’s… it’s fine, I guess… Sorry, just with my anxiety and stuff, I’m a fainter… Plus not eating yet today… I just need a distraction or something…”
Noticing her starting to look worse, he hurries to change the subject to distract her. “Well, what book were you readin’? What’s it about?”
Trying to focus on the conversation, she says, “Oh, um… it’s a book from this series by Darren Shan… It’s called Brothers to the Death…” She starts telling him about it and, much to his relief, her color starts returning.
Mentally kicking himself, he thinks, Way to go, dumbass… Make the girl almost faint on your first date… Next time, I’m getting steak…
They continue talking for a while, Bupkus stopping the waitress to let her know to hold off on his food. Not too much later, she comes back with Amber’s dinner. It tastes really good and Amber does manage to enjoy it somewhat, but she still kind of picks at it, not wanting to finish and see his food come out.
After she’s delayed finishing it for as long as she can, the waitress takes her dirty plates away and brings out Bupkus’ food. Amber squeezes her eyes shut tight and breathes through her mouth, not wanting to experience any of it.
Noticing this, Bupkus says guiltily, “Uh… I’m sorry, sweetheart… I was just cravin’ it… I’ll never order anything like this in front of you again, okay? I promise.”
She nods, still cringing as she tries not to smell the body.
Luckily, Bupkus is a fast eater. Within minutes, he says, “I’m finished, baby… You can breathe now… I think you’re startin’ to turn blue…”
She starts to breathe normally again and opens her eyes nervously. Glancing at his plate, she finds that he’s licked it completely clean. I’m glad he was THAT considerate, at least… she thinks bitterly.
“So… do you want dessert, baby?” he asks, trying to make up for his carelessness.
“Um… no, I’m good, thanks…” she replies uneasily, positive that she’ll hurl if she ever tries to eat again.
He reads that in her expression and finds himself feeling guiltier than ever. “Are you sure?”
“Oh, yeah… I’m… very full…”
When the waitress comes back, Bupkus tells her that they don’t want any dessert and she returns shortly with their bill. He pays and, once she returns his card, they leave for the Orchard.
Once they’re parked, Bupkus helps Amber out of the truck and takes her hand, leading her to the AMC. As they walk up to the ticket booth, he asks, “What movie do you wanna see, sweetie?”
Looking up at the list of movies, she responds, “Um… I kinda wanna see Skyline 2… but I don’t mind if there’s something else you’d rather see.”
“Nah, baby, I really don’t care… What happened in the first one though?” She explains it to him and he starts laughing, “You humans come up with the weirdest shit…”
She laughs as well, “I know, but I like it!”
With a chuckle, he steps forward to buy their tickets. They then head inside, Amber following him to the snack booth.
She giggles, “We just ate, silly!”
Smiling down at her, he says, “I know, but don’t you want a drink? Or maybe candy or somethin’?”
She thinks for a moment before responding, “Um, maybe a slushy… But you really don’t have to get me anything… You already bought me presents and dinner and stuff…”
He shakes his head and chuckles, “Nah, don’t worry ‘bout it, baby… I love spendin’ money on you.”
“But but… are you sure?” she asks timidly.
“Trust me, it’s fine,” he replies, giving her a reassuring smile.
“If you’re sure…”
“I’m positive,” he says, taking her hand and leading her forward. “What kind do you want?”
“Um, white cherry, I think… You should get one too, they’re pretty amazing.”
He chuckles, “Nah, I’m good… Not really into all that human crap… No offense,” he adds quickly.
She laughs, “None taken.”
He buys her slushy and they head towards their theater, the previews just starting as they enter. There’s hardly anyone else there, just one other couple and a young guy by himself.
They go sit near the back, where the monster-sized seats are. Amber is slightly worried about Bupkus being a pervert with her in the dark theater, but to her surprise, he isn’t. He just puts his arm around her and watches the movie. She notices him watching her occasionally, but that’s it.
On the way back to his truck, they talk about the movie. Amber loved it and Bupkus even has to admit that he liked it more than he thought he would.
“Movies are supposed to be a human thing…” he mutters sheepishly as they walk.
“So I’ve heard,” she replies, smiling to herself.
“Did the other me tell you that before?”
She giggles, “Yeah…”
He chuckles and, as they reach his truck, he helps her back into it. He gets in next to her and starts the truck, backing out of the parking spot and starting the drive back to her place. To his surprise, she moves around his arm and leans against his side, gently nuzzling into him. Heart soaring, he can’t help but to smile broadly. He puts his arm around her, resting his hand on her leg and stroking it, being careful not to go too far.
Her heart races as she snuggles up against him and feels his hand gently moving up and down her leg. She can tell that he’s being careful not to be a pervert or upset her in any way, which she very much appreciates. She sighs happily and closes her eyes, relaxing against him completely.
Once Bupkus gets her back home, he walks her to the door like a gentleman. As they reach it, they stop and face each other. Looking down at her nervously, he says, “Well… I had fun, sweetie. Did you?”
“Yeah,” she replies with a shy giggle.
He smiles, “I’m glad, sweetie…” After a moment of silence, he timidly asks, “Um… may I kiss you goodnight?”
She hesitates for a moment before responding, “Y-yes… if you want to…”
“Aw, please don’t be scared, sweetie…” he says sadly.
“No, I’m okay…”
“You sure?” he asks, looking down at her with concern.
She nods, “Yeah…”
“Okay…” he says, leaning down to put his arms around her waist and pull her up against him. Stroking her cheek gently with his right hand, he brings his face down to hers and gives her a tender kiss.
Amber gets the very familiar butterflies in her stomach, feeling complete at last. She sighs, “I’ve missed you, Bupkus…”
“Aw… I’m sorry that I’ve been such a dick, sweetie…” he says remorsefully, “I can see what my future self was talking about now… I’m glad that I decided to give this a try. And I’m glad that you said yes… even though I didn’t really deserve it…”
“Aw, well… I’m glad too,” she says happily, giving him a hug.
He hugs her back gently, as though he’s afraid to break her. As he lets her go, he says, “Goodnight, sweetie… Give me your number on Facebook so I can talk to you until we do this again, okay?”
She nods, “Okay, I will… Goodnight, Bupkus.”
He opens the door for her, making her giggle and thank him. They say their goodbyes again and Bupkus leaves, feeling happier than ever.
Amber watches him leave for a few moments before shutting and locking the door. After kicking her shoes off, she goes over and drops onto the couch, grinning from ear to ear. I think things are gonna be absolutely amazing from now on…
***The End***
Let me know what you guys think! And this is my first ever fanfiction so please be nice. xD
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