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So I'm writing a fic for

babysitters100 that I had to do a bit of research for, and I found myself CTRL+F'ing through Graduation Day, only to find Charlie's letter to himself.

OMFG, CHARLIE, BE MORE ADORABLE, WHY DON'T YOU.

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of_dreamdust pointed this scene out to me about a year ago on IM, and it is still amazing. I was rereading this book the other day and thought it needed to be posted here!

When that topic had been exhausted, [Patrick] turned to Charlie, who’d been almost entirely silent, and said, “So, Chuck. Tell me what’s been going on. Bring me up to speed.”

Charlie gave Patrick a level look. “No one calls me Chuck, for one thing,” he said. “I’m going to college next year. I was in fifth grade when you walked out. In spite of everything, Mom’s been great, and Watson is going to help pay for my college education.”

Whoa. Sam’s eyes widened and I let out a little gasp.

Patrick said, “I don’t think I like your tone.”

Charlie just looked at him.

Sam jumped up, grabbed the Frisbee, and said, “You’re it,” to me. He winged it in my direction. I jumped up too, and we took off down the beach.

When we came back, Charlie’s figure was just a speck on the shoreline and Patrick was leaning back on his elbows, his dark glasses on, his face turned to the sun.

TELL HIM, CHARLIE. <3

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From #81 Kristy and Mr. Mom:

“On the count of three,” Sam said, huffing, as we rocked the car back and forth.

“One, two—”

We didn’t even reach three. The car bumped up over the snow drift and coasted the rest of the way down the icy drive. At the bottom, Charlie put on the emergency brake and hopped out, holding the door for Watson.

Watson was still standing back where the car had been stuck. He took a crisp white handkerchief out of his suit pocket and dabbed at the sweat on his brow. I noticed that his face was still flushed. I made a mental note to tell Mom to urge him to take it easy.

Then he picked up his briefcase and smiled at the three of us. “Thanks, kids. I guess I’ve gotten a little out of shape. Too much time at the computer terminal and not enough time in the fresh air.”

“No kidding,” Charlie punched him playfully on the shoulder. “Why are you going to work on Saturday, anyway?”

“We’re opening a new branch office in Houston and I need to go over the architectural plans.” Watson smiled as he settled into the driver’s seat and buckled up. “Don’t worry, I haven’t become a workaholic. I’ll be home in time for the football game this afternoon. And remember, Charlie, it’s your turn to make the popcorn.”

Watson and Charlie have little punch games and they watch football and eat popcorn! NAWW. This makes me smile. ♥

Also, Thomas kids just generally being awesome and helping Watson get his car out of a snowed-in driveway. ♥

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