Pairing: Misha x OFC Word Count: 1,963 Warnings: None? A/N: In honor of RPF appreciation day I have decided to post the first part of my new Misha series. This story is near and dear to my heart. I have put a lot into this. A HUGE thank you to my best friend in the whole world and the one person who puts up with my nonsense for betaing this for me, Nicole (aka @iwantthedean) without her this story would never see the light of day. Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)
Prompt: Character/Pairing: Dean Location: Louisville, KY Random word: water
requested by: @sebbystantrashcan
Time: 10 minutes
“What can I get for you?” you asked the broad-shouldered guy, who was clearly from out of town.
He smiled at you. “I’m still getting used to all of these sweet Kentucky accents everywhere,” he said, not a trace of an accent in his own voice.
“I had you spotted as an out-of-towner since you walked in,” you said. “You here for the Derby?” you asked.
He waved a hand. “Nah, not really my thing. Just happened to be in the area and thought I’d stop.” He shut the menu. “So what do I have to have before I leave Louisville? Something I just have to have.”
“Well, you have to have Derby pie when you’re in Louisville,” you said, picking up his menu. Before you could even tell him what it was he was grinning and responding.
“You had me at ‘pie,’” he said. “We might be soulmates.”
“Coming right up!” You breezed over to check on your other tables before putting his order in. “How is everything?” you asked. The trucker had been grumpy since he walked in and you had a bad feeling about him as soon as you had seated him. You just hoped he didn’t have a complaint about the food…
“I asked for this medium-rare and you brought me this overcooked piece of cardboard!! And nothin’ is hot! I want a new meal!”
You stepped back, shocked at how loudly he was yelling at you. You should have seen it coming. “Oh… Well, I’ve very sorry, sir. I’ll–”
“Sorry don’t put my damn food on the table, does it? I come in here and want to pay to get a hot meal and you bring me food as cold as this glass of ice water!”
You gasped as he threw the entire glass of ice water all over you and slammed the empty cup down. Rivulets of freezing water ran down you and you were soaked to the skin. Ice cubes clattered down to the floor and skidded under nearby tables.
You heard the cook start around the counter to come throw the guy out, but before he could even step out of the kitchen, the handsome out-of-towner grabbed the trucker by the front of his shirt and punched him in the face.
He shook his hand out as the trucker crumpled to the ground and you stared, agape, at him. “You alright?” he asked, reaching down to grab hold of the guy again.
You nodded vaguely.
“Excuse me for just,” he hoisted the trucker up, “one more second!” He tossed the dazed guy out on his ass and came back in, still shaking his right hand which was clearly hurting from making solid contact with the guy’s jaw. “Sorry about that,” he said again. “You’re sure you’re alright?”
“Ye—yeah. I’m fine now,” you said. “Thanks. You didn’t have to–”
He waved you off. “Yeah, I did,” he said gruffly. Giving, you a smile.
“Well, let me get you that Derby pie on the house. And, uhh, I’ll bring you a side of ice for that hand too,” you said, wiping your hands and face with your apron.
Elias Hasket Derby elevation drawing …house built in the 1790s..after a design by both Charles Bullfinch and Samuel McIntire…the house was impossible to resell even during the height of Salems asian trading period and the Derby family gave the land on which it sat to the town of Salem in the 1810s for the purpose of a location for the new Town Hall which was built in 1819…
Designed by Lloyd Wright, son of Frank Lloyd Wright, in 1926 this house is also on the National Register of Historic Places. Wright, like his father, employed a distinctive style of Mayan influence at that time, utilizing using pre-cast concrete blocks fabricated on site from the sand in Chevy Chase Canyon. Lloyd’s original blue gum trees still adorn the landscape.
When comparing this to his father’s “Millard House” (4 miles away in Pasadena) you can see the influence Frank had on his son Lloyd. Those days would have been interesting conversations around the Wright dinner table.
Set in the cliff side of Glendale, The Derby House is a wonder to be seen driving up Chevy Chase Dr. in Glendale, CA. The property is privately owned, so very little access to the actual grounds. I was able to get some nice shots without trespassing…too much. I will try to go back to get the BMW out of the picture, but it also adds a nice element of how modern this 85 year old home is.
An interesting note… Although The Millard House was completed 3 years before The Derby House. Lloyd Wright added the extension wing of The Millard House in 1926, the same time The Derby was under construction. He mixed and matched styles between these two projects allowing several similarities and personal signatures on each. It also appears that he used some of the same fabricated blocks from the Derby House on the extension of The Millard House utilizing the surrounding elements.