Hey, NA!  I, Addict Debbie, have come up with an odd fantasy.  Hope you 
enjoy it... or at least don't hate it.

I call it "Kidnapped by the Other Guy."

	You are walking home from a Nunkies Anonymous meeting, feeling 
all warm and glowing because one of the members had shown home movies of 
Nunkies.  You can still see that one of him in the bathtub in the back 
of you mind as you cross the street.  You are so wrapped up in it you 
don't notice the car until it jams on the brakes centimeters away from 
hitting you.  The driver rushes out to see if you are ok and it is then 
that you realize that the car that almost creamed you is the Caddy and 
naturally, the driver is Nick, who starts angsting as soon as he sees 
you. "I'm *so* sorry," he says as he comes to stand next to you.  You 
tell him not to worry about it.  "But I almost hit you!" he protests.  
You realize that could just let him think that it was all his fault and 
have fun watching him angst. But you are a person with a conscience, so 
you say, "No, Nick... It's mostly my fault.  I was just going home from 
the meeting and my mind was *not* on the street."  <It was in the 
gutter,> you think with a slight grin.  Nick eyes you for a moment, his 
brow wrinkled from thought.  You wonder if he ever the Winnie The Pooh 
thing... you know,"Think, think, think," while tapping his head to make 
a thought appear.  "You're one those women who claims to be addicted to 
my master, aren't you?" he says at last.  When you nod, he shakes his 
head in amazement.  "I'll never figure out what you all see in him."  He 
thinks some more and then says, "Since I almost killed you, will you let 
me make it up to you by taking you home?"  He gives you that little boy 
look that the Knighties swoon over, probably
hoping it will win you over.  You, however, are too tired to notice the 
look and think it would be nice to have a ride home.  So you say ok.   
You fall asleep in the Caddy and wake up to find you're not in your own 
home, but at the Loft.  "What kind of a stunt is this?"  You demand when 
you confront him.  "You were asleep so I couldn't ask where you lived.  
So, I brought you here!"  Nick said brightly.  <Oh, brother...> you 
think.  <he doesn't realize he just kidnapped one of Nunkies faithful 
followers.>  "You want anything to drink or eat?" he asks you.  "I have 
some things Nat left here."  You tell him no.  What you really want to 
do is get home, but you don't know how to get to
your house from the Loft.  After an awkward silence, he pats the leather 
couch next to him, smiling warmly at you. You figure it couldn't hurt to 
sit next to him for a little while, but you really wish he was Nunkies 
instead.  "So..." he says, sliding closer to you.  "You have to tell me 
what it is that *he* has that I don't have."  At first, you don't know 
what he means.  Then he says, "Why do you Addicts like LaCroix better 
than me?"  You're flabbergasted.  Could it be possible that Nick 
purposely brought you here to get this information... or worse... to 
make you a Knightie?  "Ah... uh..." you stammer in your shock.  "I 
really want to know," he begs.  You don't know what else to do.  You 
tell him, "Nunkies is *soooo* wonderful.  He's strong, handsome, and 
sophisticated.  And he's always there when we need him." You think that 
he should be here now, saving you from his son.  "He's got this charm 
and splendor that you just don't have, Br-- Nick."  You sigh as you 
picture his sensual mouth and beautiful blue eyes.  "I can be all those 
things!" Nick protests.  You shake your head.  "But I can..." Nick 
whines.  "I can make you people love me.  After all... it was my show!"  
He grabs you suddenly and pulls you closer as if he would kiss you.  
It's then that you both hear a familiar voice behind you.  "Release her, 
Nicholas," Nunkies says in his most commanding voice.  Nick immediately 
lets you go and puts as much distance between you and himself as 
possible.  Nunkies turns to you. "When you did not return home, I became 
worried, ma petite.  He didn't hurt you, did he?" The thought of Nunkies 
worrying over you is enough to send you into meltdown.  You swoon into 
his arms.  When you come to, he says, "I will take you home, my dear, as 
soon as I deal with Nicholas.  Go on down to the street.  I'll be along 
shortly."  He watches as you walk to the elevator.  You hear him say, 
"You should know better, Nicholas, than to harm one of mine..."  You wait 
outside, realizing that LaCroix has not brought a car... that means he will 
be flying you home.  When he appears by your side, you try to ask what he 
did to Nick, but he won't tell you.  Instead, he says, "I hear there were 
movies at tonight's meeting.  Did you like them?"  You nod, wondering what 
the gleam in his eye means.  Then he scoops you into his arms, saying, 
"Let's go make our own home movies..."

The End!

 

Debbie Chilson (Fleurette)
fleurettebrabant@hotmail.com
NA, Cousin, Vaquera, Valentine
IB, Co-founder KoC