ArHi SS: The Holiday: UPDATED; night no.1 part 2

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awww it was tooo sweeet...loved it n thnx 4da pm dear...

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Loveheart120

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Hey everyone
sorry it took so long, basically a lot has happened in the last couple of weeks,
My cousin's maa (grandma) passed away, and then for the past two weeks there was a wedding as well.
But whenever i got time i tried to work on this to give you an uber long update

so i hope you like it. There might be mistakes, if there is , sorry, i'm still not at home,
let me know where the mistakes are and i will correct it when i get home

The inflight entertainment: Part 2.

Khushi snuggled further into her husband, they were half-way through the indian film and Arnav was kicking himself for listening to his wife.

Damnit! Just my luck! The one time I agree to watch an Indian film, and it has Salmaan Khan in it... Arnav thought to himself. He looked down and watched as Khushi drooled over a half-naked Salmaan Khan.

Maybe I should pay him to stop making films, I mean after all, I am Arnav Singh Raizada... Hmmm... No, that wouldn't work... These film actors do a lot of interviews, if someone asks him why he stopped acting, my marriage would be over... Hmmm... I could kidnap him... No, that could land me in Jail... and again if madame here finds out, my marriage will DEFINITELY be over (and maybe my life)...there has to be a way to stop Khushi from drooling over him without ending my marriage (or my life)...There really is no other way...unless-

"Here are your vegetarian meals sir..." the air-hostess interrupted Arnav as he plotted. "What? Oh...One minute..." Arnav tried to get free from Khushi so he could open the fold away table and take both the trays of food from the air hostess. He failed.

"Khushi, food's here."

"Shhh... " she waved him off. Arnav rolled his eyes.

"Khushi! Food is here!!" He tried to shake Khushi off

"Do you mind? I am quite comfy here..."

"Khushi...get... off!" Arnav said as he attempted to move his wife. Khushi sat up annoyed.

"GRRR! Now look what you did, I missed Salmaan Khan-ji's dance!"

Arnav opened his stow-away table and took the trays from the air-hostess. The air-hostess smiled sympathetically at Arnav as she left.

"Khushi could you open your table?"

"Shhh!" Khushi was getting annoyed. First he threatened her with jalebis to get her to pack, then he drugged her, and now, just when Salmaan Khan-ji was being all romantic he had to interrupt her-and not just once, five times. FIVE TIMES!

This means war. Khushi said to herself. You wait Mr Arnav Singh Raizada... You are going to pay for this.

"Don't even think about it, Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada."

Khushi jumped. She took her headphones off and looked up at Arnav.

"W-w-what did i do?"

"You're plotting."

"So were you!"

"I was not!"

"Oh yeah? Who was plotting against Salmaan Khan-ji?"

"What the...?" Arnav struggled to find words. How did she know that? Khushi raised an eyebrow and waited.

"Just Shut up and open the Damn table."

"No! Aap Shut up!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

They both turned away from each other and folded their arms. Khushi looked out of the window and waited. Arnav looked down at the trays of food and sighed inwardly.

I can't tell her anything, because then she will think she has won and I have lost. Everyone knows Arnav Singh Raizada never loses. Ever!

Khushi snorted. "Yeah, right." She muttered to herself.

Arnav turned to face his wife.

"What did you say?"

"I said, "Yeah, right." Mr Arnav Singh Raizada."

"So you think I won't win?"

"I don't think, I know."

"Wanna bet?

"Don't need to. I know you're going to lose."

"Let's say I win, what will I get in return?"

"Nothing. Because it's not going to happen." Khushi stuck her tongue out at her husband.

"What if it does though?"

"Then..."

"Then?"

"Then I will let you buy me an ice-cream..." Khushi smiled.

"And how does that benefit me?"

"Well... you get to watch your wife eat ice-cream...Is there any greater pleasure?"

Arnav chuckled. "I can think of a couple of things..."

"What's the challenge anyway?"

Arnav thought for a second.

"Okay how about this then, throughout this holiday we keep count of how many times I win and how many times you win. Whoever wins the most, they... well... they are the ultimate winner."

"How will we keep score?"

Arnav took a pen and paper out of his pocket and put it on the arm rest.

"Now, Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada, if I win what do i get?" Arnav asked again.

"I haven't decided... But if I win when we return home, for a month everyday after work I get to keep your phone and your bluetoothy thingy."

"But what if i get an important phone call?!"

Khushi raised an eyebrow.

"Fine." Arnav grumbled. "But then if I win, you have to go without Jalebi's for two months."

"Fine." Khushi replied without thinking. "No. Wait. What?"

"Too late you agreed." Arnav grinned.

"That's not fair!! I wasn't paying attention." Khushi whined.

"Not my problem."

"ARGH!! Out of all the husbands in the world, Devi Maiyya had to land me with YOU!"

"That's because I'm the only one who knows how to handle you... Anyone else would have left long ago."

Khushi struggled to come up with a comeback for that. She opened her mouth hesitated for a second and then closed it again.

"So that's two-nil to me then..." Arnav opened the pen and began to write.

"Nuh-uh. It's two-one."

"How do you figure that one out?"

"Well, who broke the silence first?"

"You did..."

"No I did not, Mr Arnav Singh Raizada."

"You did! You said "Yeah, right.""

"I was talking to myself, it's not my fault you can't handle the truth!"

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll let you have that one..."

"Let?!? I won that fair and square!"

"Okay, Okay! It's two-one now... Happy?!"

"Not really..."

"That's because you haven't eaten. Again, can you please open your table so we can eat?"

"No"

"ARRRGGGHHH!"

DING!!

"What was that?"

Arnav looked up. The seatbelt sign had gone off.

"Look up there." Khushi looked up.

"What am i looking at?"

"The seatbelt sign is off, that means you can take off your seatbelt now"

"OOHHH GOODY!!!"

Khushi took off her seatbelt, and sighed as she closed her eyes. Now I can relax...

Arnav took his seatbelt off and sank further into his chair. He looked in front of him and saw the two food trays. The second he lay his eyes on the trays (for the third time since the air hostess had come), he got angry. He looked at his wife and saw her eyes closed and her hands in her lap holding the jalebi tin. He sat up, took Khushi's seatbelt and put it over her hands and closed it. He tightened it to make sure she couldn't move her hands to injure him or stop him in any way. Khushi's eye's flew open.

"What the hell Arnav?!"

Arnav ignored her and leaned over her. He finally managed to open the table and put khushi's tray on it. He opened the lasagne and took a forkful. He brought the food toward's khushi's mouth. Khushi kept her mouth tightly closed and turned her face away.

"Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada, you can either open your mouth now or I will force you to. Choose." Arnav was using the voice. The scary one. The one that still gave Khushi shivers.

Khushi shook her head.

"Fine!" Arnav reached over and pinched Khushi's nose. Khushi opened her mouth so she could breathe at which point Arnav put the food in khushi's mouth and let go of her nose.
Khushi refused to swallow the food in the mouth and looked at Arnav. Arnav glared at her.

"Swallow!" He ordered sternly, as he glared at her.

Khushi gulped her food down.

Uh-oh, He really is angry...

More to come soon!! I'm not sure whether this is as long as i promised lol,
well it did take 6 pages...
let me know what you thought and if you want updates add me as a buddy
love you guys loaadddsss!!!!
I hope you liked it!

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Edited by Loveheart120 - 12 years ago