Samj–Halloween Challenge fic Coincidence or Not– PG

Republisher’s Note: Thanks to being able to track down the Guiding Light Halloween episodes on Heartbreaker’s YouTube channel, I’ve tried to make Halloween at least a mini-event here on GLManny. Although it doesn’t exactly spell it out, the story is set at a Halloween fundraiser and everyone is supposed to attend as a character from a movie. This year I’m adding a fanfic republished here for the first time. It’s one I love my one of my favorite fanfic authors and I think this one has real potential for a sequel. In honor of Halloween I linked in some images of the main characters. Enjoy!

Author’s Note: It isn’t midnight yet, right?  Apologies if I butchered the song. I thought I could sing it in my sleep, but when I sat down to write this it got all jumbled up in my head, and I can’t seem to find my cassette tape (yes, I still listen to cassette tapes), so.

Halloween Fic Coincidence.Or Not? by Samj

“Danny,” Pilar gasped as she emerged from the house and spotted her brother impatiently holding open the car door for her. “You can’t wear that to the fundraiser. It’s a costume party!”

“And I am wearing a costume,” Danny explained with a smile.

“You’re wearing the same clothes you wear every day.”

Danny laughed while watching Pilar struggle to gather the enormous skirt of her golden ball gown in an attempt to climb into the car.

“No, I wear a suit every day,” Danny countered. “I conduct business in business attire.”

Pilar stuck out her tongue and finally managed to sit down. “You know what I mean.”

Danny closed Pilar’s door, then circled the car and got in beside her. “Besides,” he continued, pointing to his slicked-back curls, “do I do this every day?”

“A little extra hair goo does not a costume make.”

“Hey, it’s your fault I’ve seen that movie so many damn times that I can quote all the dialogue.”

A later image of Danny in his black leather jacket

A later image of Danny in his black leather jacket

Pilar giggled at the memory of countless times she’d subjected her older brothers to viewings of her favorite movie.

“Look,” Danny breathed, his joking tone vanishing suddenly, “if I’m gonna be stuck at some stupid reception all night, I’m gonna be comfortable.”

“You’re such a grouch! I think the Cedars AIDS program is extremely important.”

“It’s one of the best in the country,” Danny agreed. “And I’m thrilled that Mama made the donation that she did. But she’s out of her mind if she thinks that sending us to this party is going to make Springfield society magically embrace the Santos family.”

Pilar harrumphed at Danny’s cynicism. “I have no idea what Mama expects. All I know is that some of my friends from school are going to be there with their parents, so I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t embarrass me.”

“Don’t worry, Peanut,” Danny assured her, “it’ll be like I’m not even there.”

This is as close as I could find online of Paula Garces who played Pilar as Belle in her golden gown. Use your imagination. 🙂

“Michelle, would you stop fussing with those stupid centerpieces,” Drew practically shrieked as she walked up behind her friend. “Everything is absolutely perfect.”

“I’m just nervous, Drew,” Michelle replied without turning around. “This gala is a huge responsibility.”

“Responsibility is your middle name, so what’s the problem?”

“It’s just….” Michelle began, finally turning to face her friend. Words failed her.

“What?” Drew panicked, searching behind her for some crisis-in-progress. “WHAT?”

“Drew, you look exactly like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz!” Michelle exclaimed, tugging on one of Drew’s long braids for emphasis.

“Yeah, I hear that all the time,” Drew drawled, smoothing out the wrinkles in her blue checkered dress. “I figured I’d capitalize on it for once. Plus since you’re playing the bad girl tonight, I thought I’d try playing the good girl.”

Michelle glanced down at her own outfit with disapproval. “Actually, I’m about two minutes away from changing. I just don’t think this is appropriate attire when I’m going to be greeting donors all night.”

Michelle as Sandy“Come on, Michelle, a leather jacket doesn’t exactly make you unfit for respectable society.”

“I know but…” Michelle protested.

Drew didn’t even bother to let her finish her sentence. “But nothing. You look fabulous as always so stop worrying and just try to enjoy tonight.”

Michelle simply quirked an eyebrow at Drew’s suggestion she would relax tomorrow, when it was safe. Before she could make her escape, however, she spotted Dr. and Mrs. Grant enter the room. Michelle took a deep breath, turned on her most winning smile, and walked confidently over to the hospitals chief of staff to discuss the last minute details.

Danny and Pilar had barely made it off the elevator when Danny found himself surrounded by a large, loud group of teenage girls, all talking at once.

“Pilar, I can’t believe your dress!”

“Wow, did you have your hair done at Pierre’s or the Salon?”

“Wait’ll you see Tommy Cicero just when you thought he couldn’t look any better.”

Drew’s portrayer Tammy Blanchard would later star in a biopic about Judy Garland. Here are some comparison shots with Blanchard in the Dorothy Gale costume.

“You totally are Belle! Does that make this guy the Beast?”

Finally getting a word in edge-wise, Pilar tried to introduce Danny to her classmates. “Everybody, this is my big brother, Danny. Danny, this is everybody.”

Danny, however, had tuned them all out after the second shriek, and didn’t hear Pilar speak. He was only brought back to the present by Pilar’s sharp jab in his ribs, which earned her a warning glance.

Pilar was too annoyed to apologize. Instead she huffed, “Since you’re obviously not interested in meeting my friends, do you mind flying solo for a while?”

“Definitely not a problem,” he assured her, thankful that his ears would soon be safe.

Pilar eyed him suspiciously. “Are you sure youll be okay by yourself?”

“I’ll be fine, Peanut,” Danny promised. “Have fun.”

Pilar cast one more doubtful look over her shoulder, but was soon swept up in the several conversations going on around her.

Danny headed straight for the bar. It was going to be an extremely long night.

Dr. Whitmore just couldn’t stop gushing. “Michelle, you’ve done a marvelous job with tonight’s event.”

“And I think it’s great that you and your young man came wearing matching costumes,” her husband added. Turning to his wife he added, “I told you it was a good idea.”

“Well,” Dr. Whitmore replied, already starting to lead her husband away, “if you hadn’t insisted on coming as the head Ape I might’ve agreed to matching costumes.”

Michelle stared after them for a moment, wondering what Mr. Whitmore had been talking about, but soon another set of guests demanded her attention.

“Miss Bauer, I’m very pleased with your efforts on behalf of such an important cause,” Mrs. Carlisle pronounced.

“Thank you,” Michelle replied politely, trying not to wilt under the older matron’s imposing glare. “A lot of people put a lot of time and hard work into tonight.”

“I must tell you, however, Miss Bauer, that I’m more than a bit disappointed in your choice of escort,” Mrs. Tinsdale added.

I didn’t exactly choose to get dumped a week before the biggest charity event of the year, Michelle thought. If Bill had had any tact at all…

“I’ll have to speak to your brother about it,” Mrs. Carlisle announced sadly. “It’d be a shame for you to ruin your reputation at such a young age.”

Attending by myself instead of scraping up a date at the last minute might ruin my reputation? Michelle wondered.

Michelle shook her head. It was going to be an extremely long night.

Danny ducked into the men’s room, hoping to vent a little of his frustration in private. He’d been right, it didn’t matter how much money the Santos family donated to Cedars, they’d always be considered nothing more than common criminals.

He almost didn’t notice the two college students sneaking a cigarette in front of the restroom sinks.

“I’m telling you, you’re just plain wrong, man,” the first one said. “I’ve known her forever, and she would never go for the badboy type.”

“Hey, they’re wearing matching costumes, man,” the second one replied. “What do you think that means?”

“I think it means you’ve had one too many trips to the bar,” the first said, extinguishing the cigarette and touching up his hair. “She’s a class act.”

Danny paused for a moment to wonder who this mystery woman was he wouldn’t mind spending time this evening with someone else on the outskirts of society.
Michelle discreetly pulled Drew away from a group of friends and pushed her towards a more private corner of the room.

“Michelle, everyone I’ve talked to thinks this is the best fundraiser Cedars has ever thrown,” Drew informed her. “You’re definitely a hero.”

“Good, good,” came Michelle’s distracted response as she busily scanned the crowd. “Listen, I need a favor.”

“You name it, you got it,” Drew offered, hoping to take a little bit of the burden off her friends shoulders.

Michelle’s expression turned serious. “Have you seen a guy here wearing a costume that would match mine?”

“What do you mean?” Drew asked blankly.

“I mean, have you seen a guy here wearing a black leather jacket or something else that would make you think his costume matched mine?”

“No, I haven’t.” Drew scrunched up her face in confusion. “Why is this so important?”

“Because half the people I’ve talked to tonight have commented on my date and we both know that I didn’t bring a date, thanks to Bill and his lousy timing,” Michelle whispered.

“Well, Bill’s a jerk,” Drew spit out. She and Bill had gotten off on the wrong foot the day they met, and nothing Bill had done since then had caused Drew to change her mind.

Michelle’s tone became almost urgent. “Apparently there’s some guy here who chose the same movie I did, and people are assuming we’re here together.”

“But you haven’t seen him,” Drew supplied, finally putting some of the pieces together.

“I haven’t been able to get away long enough to look for him. And he hasn’t introduced himself so….”

“I’m still not seeing exactly why this is life-or-death.”

Michelle’s voice rose in desperation. “Please, Drew, I just need to know who he is.”

Drew decided not to bother trying to understand. “Consider it done.”

Thirty minutes later, Michelle had lost both the mystery man and Drew. Pausing for a moment to catch her breath, she was running a hand through her tangle of curls when a voice sang quietly in her ear, “Sandy, can’t you see, I’m in misery.”

Michelle laughed. “Hey, that’s really good. You’ve got a nice voice.”

Turning around to actually face the source of the impromptu serenade, she was shocked to find an incredibly good-looking guy dressed in a black leather jacket. A guy dressed remarkably like Danny Zuco.

“Danny?” she asked incredulously.

“Sandy?” he answered back.

“This is just too weird,” Michelle laughed. “All night people have been asking me about our matching costumes, and I had no idea what they were talking about. Have you been hiding in a broom closet or something?”

“No, I’ve been around,” Danny answered nonchalantly. “Although it took me a while to track you down you seem to be constantly surrounded by patrons.”

“Yeah, hostess duties,” Michelle explained. “I’m Michelle Bauer, by the way.”

“I know, I asked a few people about you before I came over.”

Michelle quirked an eyebrow. “That puts me at a bit of a disadvantage, now doesn’t it?”

“I’m Danny.”

Michelle laughed again (how is this guy so easy to talk to? she wondered) and gestured at Danny. “I can see that.”

Danny took her hand with his. “No, I mean my real name is Danny. Danny Santos.”

Santos. No wonder Mrs. Tinsdale didn’t approve, Michelle thought.

It didn’t matter that she hadn’t said it out loud. Danny sensed the sudden change in her demeanor even as he felt a jolt of electricity pass through their joined hands. And you expected what, exactly, Santos? For her to say she finds mobsters really sexy? She’s a Bauer!

He quickly switched back to his defensive, detached mode. “I just wanted to introduce myself, and compliment you on a wonderful party,” he informed her. “Before I left.”

Michelle felt her stomach flipflop at the idea of Danny leaving. “You can’t leave now, we haven’t even had dinner.”

“I think I’ve made enough of an appearance,” Danny responded tightly.

“But after dinner were honoring the special donors, and your family has…”

“You’ve already gotten the money, Miss Bauer. I’m not going to take it away based on whether or not I get a plaque.”

“That isn’t what I meant,” Michelle shot back, feeling her own anger start to rise. Did he really think she only cared about the money? That she was using him?

“Look,” Danny sighed, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. That’s another good reason why I should leave.”

“But I don’t want you to leave,” Michelle blurted out, surprising herself with her boldness just as much as she surprised Danny with her request.

“Why not?” he countered suspiciously.

“Because I’d like to know a little bit more about the man behind the leather jacket”, she teased, hoping to return to their previous, easy banter. “I’d like to know what we have in common in addition to this movie.”

“I doubt it would be much,” Danny spit back, remembering all the distasteful conversations he’d had with other guests.

“Well, I’d like to find out for myself,” Michelle challenged. “They say that great minds think alike, you know, and we were obviously thinking alike.”

“Miss Bauer…”

“Michelle,” she corrected. Dropping her voice to a whisper she sang, “Please, say you’ll stay.”

Danny knew he couldn’t resist. He already suspected he’d never be able to deny her anything. “All right, I’ll stay,” he conceded.

Michelle brightened immediately. “Good.” She paused for a second. “I can’t think of a snappy line right now.”

Danny smiled. “Don’t worry about that I have a feeling it’s going to be a very good night anyway.”


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