@Kimmichan1989: (boop )

Andrew often found himself studying pirate legends, and folktales. Even when he was a child. His parents worried and tried taking away his books, among other things. That was one month he avoided his parents like the plague. He dreamed of having a ship, and a crew, sailing across the seven seas with his best friend. She was really the only one that seemed to understand him.

Andrew lived on his own, now that he was older, and was on his way over to see mentioned best friend. He made a captain's hat, and wanted to show her. He'd spent weeks on getting it to come out right.

Andrew wandered the town with his newly crafted hat. He had a feeling he knew where she would be, even remembering her work schedule. She'd be off today, right? He wondered to himself. He came to the book store and opened the door, before walking inside. "Delia, you in here?" He called just loud enough for her to hear him, using his favorite nick name for her.

Andrew smirked when she answered him, and he didn't waste any time going over to her. "That certainly has a nice ring to it." Andrew chuckled quietly. He took off the large hat and held it where she could see it. "It's finally finished." He said, smiling like an innocent child. The hat had a big white feather coming off the back, with two different danglers lined with a mix of beads, and small feathers at the bottom. One was longer than the other, and just how he liked it.

Andrew's eyes widen briefly, as he got a look at how big the book was. He put the hat back on and carefully took the large book from her. It was a bit heavy, but not enough to weigh him down. He looked small, but he could lift a good bit. "How did you find such a jewel among books?" He asked softly. "Words cannot express how lucky I feel." Andrew smirked as he looked over the cover of the large book. He blinked and rose an eyebrow some. Too..big..? He wondered curiously.

Andrew stuck the large book under his arm as Cordelia grabbed his other arm and lightly pulled him. "Whoa, alright. I'm comin'." He caught himself, and followed her outside. What he found himself staring at was just unbelievable! Ten years.. She saved up ten years of her money, so could have their dream. He was entirely speechless for about fifteen minutes.

Andrew turned and hugged her tightly, as to not hurt her or drop the book.

Andrew hugged her a bit longer, especially after hearing that. "Jeez, you didn't have to go and do all that.. I said I'd help." He murmured quietly. Andrew slowly pulled back and looked her in the eyes. "I'm up for leaving at dawn, we'll sail out and search for a crew later. I've got my own funds saved up, I'll get the best crew we can find." He said, having a gleam in his eyes. They could finally live their dream.

Andrew nodded and smirked lightly. "If that's the case, come stay with me tonight. It'll be much easier to leave at the same time." He suggested, adjusting his hold on he large pirate book. "I'll be packed up in no time, leave whatever I don't need. I don't plan on coming back anytime soon." He said, glancing at her.

Andrew links an arm with hers as they walk, and he chuckled. "You've made me feel like it's my birthday, Delia. I very special one." He answered, then sighed softly. "I just hope dear old mom isn't planning a surprise visit." He murmured as they headed to his apartment, just down the road.

Andrew chuckled and shook his head. "She'll always love you, Delia. Like the daughter she never had. Me however.. I've convinced myself she never wanted a son." He said, glancing downward some. It was true too. His mother never did anything for him except talk down to him and give him hell.

After a bit of walking, his apartment came into view as did a little red car. He paused. "Damn." He mused. She was there, probably waiting inside. Andrew glanced at Cordelia. "Want to wait outside until she leaves?"