Note: This story came from a writing prompt. I thought I'd try something different, but I have never done writing prompts. There will be a few more on the way as well. Enjoy
Bernadette Fife couldn't believe how fast Christmas was coming. She had a date with her boyfriend, whose name happened to be Scott Dunn. Yes, he is very friendly. He planned to have some alone time with her before Christmas came because he had to be out of town to celebrate with his mother, who was named Rose while his sister is named Christina. He is the youngest between him and Christiana. They are between the ages of twenty and fifteen. He is in high school, but does okay.
Bernadette and Scott had been seeing one another for almost two years now, and not once have they argued about something. Since Christmas is coming up, he wanted to have alone time with her so he could give her his Christmas gift. She would later show it to her older brother, whose name was Barney Jr. Their father was named Barney as well, so that's where he got his name. Barney Jr. is a bit older than herself. Barney has a girlfriend as well. Tonight he was out with his girlfriend to celebrate Christmas as well. He was taking her to a movie, is what he told Bernadette.
"Bernadette, since it's Thursday, I'm still going out to a movie tonight."
"What about homework, Barney?" she asked.
"I don't have homework tonight, and neither does Alice."
Alice is his girlfriend's name. Bernadette has met her a few times, but doesn't know her very well.
"I'm supposed to be with Scott sometime Saturday. He's giving me something for Christmas. I have something for him too," Bernadette told Barney.
"That's cool. I like Scott."
"Do you know what Scott will give you this Christmas?" Barney asked.
She shook her head.
"No, but I don't have ideas for guesses."
"I understand. We'll just and see what he gives you," Barney told his younger sister.
"True. When he gives me my present, I'll show you."
"I'll show you what Alice gave me. I know you met her a couple of times."
"Yes, I have. I don't hear you talk about her all the time like some people do when they have dates."
"I know I haven't, Bernadette. At least I'm not that kind of guy who would talk about his girlfriend all the time."
Bernadette had to agree with her brother.
"What are you going to give her, Barney?"
"I gave her a pair of earrings, so nothing expensive. I can't afford expensive stuff with the kind of money I don't have. I'm happy I have a job to do this sort of thing."
"Me too," she agreed.
"What did you say Scott's last name was again? I forgot."
"I think I met his sister a couple of times. She's older, right?" Barney asked.
"Right. Just about four or five years. It's not bad of an age difference."
"Alice and I are the same age, don't forget."
"I don't need any reminders, Barney. I've seen the two of you in pictures you show me."
"Sorry about reminding you like that," he told his sister.
"That's okay. I'm not complaining, Barney. I still can't come up with any ideas on what Scott is planning on giving me."
"I'm hoping it's nothing expensive," he replied.
"I agree. If it is, I'm going to have him take it back and get something that's not expensive. He has to think of his mother and sister for Christmas too, and not just me, even though I'm his girlfriend."
"Makes sense," Barney agreed.
They both looked at the clock: 7:20 PM. It was getting late pretty soon, so they both better think of going to get ready for bed.
"How can it be this late already, Barney? Any ideas?"
"No ideas. That's just how time works, I guess. Better think about going to bed soon," he said and yawned at the same time.
Since he yawned when he said those words, it made Bernadette do the same thing.
"Now you got me doing it," she said.
"That's okay. That happens."
He nodded in agreement.
"I don't have homework to do, so I'm not worried about doing that."
"That's good to know. I did mine earlier also."
"I remember you did. Are you going to put Scott's card in that envelope?" Barney asked.
"Not tonight, but I'll get to it. It's a nice one, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is, Bernadette. You picked out a good one there."
"Thanks. I somehow know Scott will definitely like it for sure."
"I'm sure he will."
She had bought Scott a card with a snowman next to Santa. The snowman did lose his carrot nose and scarf, so that didn't matter if Scott cared about hat sort of thing or not.
The card said this:
To you who is reading this, all I wanted to say was how much I enjoyed our friendship together. Hope we have many memories to share.
That's when Bernadette decided to put her name in the card, even though Scott already knew it was going to be from her. Barney does the same thing when they give cards out to their friends. There isn't a card if it's not signed, she and Barney both learned, which is true for sure.
Bernadette wasn't so sure if her older brother had noticed all the gifts Scott had been giving to her about a week ago. She doesn't like being spoiled like this before Christmas, but she wasn't going to complain to her new boyfriend and make Scott feel bad that he didn't give her the right things she never thought of getting from someone else.
She wasn't so sure if Scott paid much attention at all she was the size medium when it comes to clothes. This was something she'd been noticing, but these were clues that somebody else had them before Scott paid for it to give her this year. Maybe some girl was wearing perfume when she wrapped it up for Scott to give her. Bernadette thought this was strange, but she'll figure out what made him pay for clothes that had perfume on them. She wasn't going to tell him what to buy or not to buy for her. That's something he could do on his own, she told herself, but didn't bother sharing it with her brother.
Another thing she noticed that Scott had been giving these clothes to her this Christmas, she also saw that these clothes weren't her size. He should have known she was a size medium, Bernadette told herself. If he did, he probably forgot about the size.
"Barney, I have something I want to share with you about Scott's gifts he's been giving me."
"What about them, Bernadette? I thought you liked them."
"I do, but there's something wrong about them," she replied.
"What do you mean there's something 'wrong' about the gifts? I think they are fine."
"That's what you think, Barney. They are nice, but I want to share with you. Follow me to my room so you can see for yourself."
"All right. I'll do my best to help if I can."
He followed Bernadette to her bedroom. He watched as she opened the closet door and pulled out the clothes Scott had given her this month. She sighed as she laid them on her bed.
"Why so many clothes?" Barney asked.
"No clue. I haven't even known very long enough for him to spoil me like this when it comes to Christmas shopping on what I like and don't like."
"What made him spoil you every week?"
He looked at the clothes. His younger sister was right – there was something odd going on here with these clothes. He looked at the tag – the name was on there, but he didn't bother writing that sort of information."
"You are right, Bernadette. This is strange of Scott to do this. Does he know you're not this size?"
"He knows, but Scott probably forgot."
"Could be. I'll help you out on this one and see what we can find out," he told her.
"Thanks, Barney. That would really be a big help. Good thing you don't do this sort of thing with Alice."
"Of course I wouldn't do that to her. She only gets spoiled with that from her family. I don't think I would do something like this to her. I only do jewelry and movies, so it's nothing fancy. Mind if I share with Alice on this? Maybe she'll have an idea or two."
"I don't mind. I'll talk with Scott about this tomorrow."
"Okay. Just let me know what he says and we'll go from there."
"Just let me know what she says and I'll tell you what Scott said."
"Done deal. Let's go to bed, Bernadette. Good night."
"Good – night, Barney."
The day was officially now over.