Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me
Word Count: 2,074
Writers Note: Tis the season well near it, so I decided to get a head start. Also finally let me introduce you to Cecelia's parents! Finally.
Warning: None so far except for language and historic language
Pairing: OC x Elvis
Plot: Christmas is around the corner at the Valmos mansion where there's love and a bit of arguing and the Presleys are here can Elvis and Cecelia spread the holiday cheer?
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Nashville, Tennessee, December 21st, 1957
"Mary Ann, do you think the tree needs more tinsel?" Denise asked her maid. Denise looked back at the woman as she nodded, throwing more of it on the tree,
"Damnit, woman... are you gonna use the whole pack?" coming down the stairs was Alfonso, who only came around for special appearances.
"Are you going to tell me how to put up the damn tree?"
"Well, it is crooked ..."
"You're crooked..." Denise mumbled,
"Cecelia, get your mother...." Alfonso said, straightening out his sweater. "Cecelia... Cecelia, Where's that girl off to now."
"I can't wait to see you either when you get here... My Teddy bear." Cecelia giggled while she was on the phone. She was supposed to be helping keep the peace between her mother and father, but instead, she was prepping dinner for the night. At least, that was her excuse.
"Can't wait to see you either, honey. I'll cover your neck with kisses when I get there."
"And then what else will you do to me," her fingers in the cable of the phone,
"Who's doing what to you..."
"Uh, what else will you do to me to keep my guitar playin' sharp."
"Let me guess, your mother just walked in,"
"Close."
"See you in an hour."
"Sounds perfect." she hung up, her heart racing, "What can I do for you, Daddy?" Cecelia asked, batting her long eyelashes as her father glanced at her, "Your mothers covering that damn tree in tinsel again." he looked at her noticing her flushed-out cheeks and the loved-on look in her eyes,
"Is it the silver or gold?" she questioned,
"Silver, and who was that on the phone?"
"Oh, no one... if it's the silver, just let her have it. That's what I've been doing for 22 years." she shrugged, walking past him,
"Does this no one have a name? Cause you've been talking to no one for quite some time."
"Daddy, if you don't want my mother to have a cow, pair it with these ornaments." the red glass Christmas decorations in hand,
"CECELIA!!!"
"Oh, gotta go,"
In the living room, the radio station had been playing new Christmas hits and some classic ones, but it seemed the radio wanted to be a bit cruel, as she heard.
"Santa, bring my baby back to me..."
"Santa, bring my baby back to me..."
Swaying with the music, Cecelia hadn't noticed the in-love smile on her face as she heard Elvis on the radio singing. Her mother playfully rolled her eyes as her father was suspicious.
"What's gotten into you, girl? That damn Elvis Presley bug."
"Elvis has gotten into her..." Midge mumbled, coming from the basement with more decorations. Cecelia shot her a glare as both her parents looked at her,
"Yes, Elvis has gotten into me, the bug for him," Cecelia tried to put on a smile that didn't give too much away.
Her mother knew she and Elvis were close. Denise would even suspect, like anyone else, that they were dating from their many scandalous newspaper photos that she had to keep taking down, but she wouldn't pry yet.
"I just don't get it. Back in our day, we used to dance."
"Oh shit..." Midge mumbled,
"What he's doing ain't dancing, Cilli..."
"Then what do you call it." she laughed,
"Gyration, I mean the way his hips move..." Alfonso grumbled, "Disgrace puttin filth like that on TV."
"I think that filth is just fine..."
"And his hair is too long. Looks like he's trouble."
"Mother!" Cecelia looked at her,
"Midge, am I wrong?"
"No, no, you're not." Midge laughed,
"Well, I get a flip out of his style. Besides, I do what he does but in heels."
"And dresses that leave nothing to the imagination," Alfonso said,
"You could do it better. Now hand Mary Ann another bulb, please."
The winds were howling, and the air was icy cold. Sitting in the pink Cadillac was Gladys, who was in the backseat. Elvis was sitting in the passenger seat with all the different desserts she had made, and Vernon, who was driving. The radio was playing Christmas hits, and they were only two hours away from Nashville,
"So you really like this girl, Son?" Vernon questioned as Elvis took a big sigh.
"Yeh, she makes me all warm and tingly inside."
"Elvis!" Gladys playfully slapped him on the arm.
"Not like that, Mama..." he blushed, "Well, sometimes," he mumbled as Vernon glanced over at him.
"And now a new hit from Cecelia and The Garnets Santa Baby."
Both Gladys and Vernon watched how their son nearly glew at just the mention of her name. Although she had told him, she didn't want him getting himself a girl from the business. Gladys could excuse Cecelia. After all, she was a true lady despite those tight Monroe dresses.
"Come and trim my Christmas tree..."
"And Leave the New Record by Elvis Presley..."
"I really do believe in you..."
"Let's see if you believe in me."
"Ain't she somethin..." he swooned as Gladys laughed a little. She'd never seen her son so lovesick before, and for once, she was okay with it. "So, have you met her folks yet?" Vernon asked as he came back to reality.
"I've met her mother. I don't think she likes me none."
"She's a mother. We're protective over our babies." Gladys winked,
"What about her pa... You met him yet."
"Well, it's complicated with him." Elvis sighed a little,
"Whadya mean, is he dead or something?"
"I'll leave that to her to tell ya."
"Oh, will you get off my ass, Denise!"
"Why does everything have to be a struggle for you!" Denise responded as Cecelia sighed, sitting on the couch.
"You go left, and I go right!"
"Yeah, just how you went right into another woman and left your dau-!"
"WILL YOU TWO STOP IT!" Cecelia then sunk deeper into the couch as they both looked at her,
"Butt out, will you," Alfonso said as she went upstairs to her room, her white falcon nice and polished as she strummed to keep down the noise. Cecelia loved the holidays because it was the only time her family felt like a family. Strumming her guitar, a glimpse of a pink Cadillac caught her eye as it pulled into the double-gated driveway of the mansion.
"Now, who the hell is this..." Alfonso grumbled, walking towards the door, as he saw the pink Cadillac in their driveway. Cecelia came racing down as both Midge and Denise knew who it was. As Manfred, their butler, opened the door, there was Cecelia dressed like Vera-Ellen, hugging.
"ELVIS, YOU MADE IT! Cecelia was wrapped around him tightly as he hugged her back. "Was the trip tiresome? Are you hungry? Are you okay?"
"It's good to see you too." he ruffled her hair.
"Hey, cool it! It took twenty-five minutes to set these curls."
"Eh, don't get so bent about it, mama." he winked as she rolled her eyes at him.
"Are you going to let Mr. Presley in..."
"Mrs. Valmos, nice to see you again,"
"Mhmm." she nodded,
"Hope you don't mind. I bought my baby's with me."
"Babies?"
"His parents." Cecelia smiled, "You'll love 'em, mama. They're swell folks."
"Excuse me?" she mumbled,
Gladys and Vernon had walked in as both parties met eyes,
"Alfonso?"
"Vernon?"
"Gladys!"
"Denise!"
"Anyone else confused?" Elvis asked as Cecelia was holding his other suitcase,
"I've stopped asking questions years ago, sugar," Cecelia mumbled as Elvis laughed,
"So..."
"hmm..." Cecelia blushed, "Got lost in your eyes again." she nudged him as Midge laughed,
"Elvis, your rooms on the left third door, down."Midge smiled,
"You evil little!"
"Cecelia, you didn't tell his parents were Gladys and Vernon?" Denise looked shocked,
"You never asked," she mumbled, her hands on the railing of the steps, Elvis behind her,
"And where are you two going?" Alfonso asked, glaring at them both. Cecelia gulped as Elvis looked at her,
"The music room, our work is never done," she chuckled,
"Mhmm, Well, be down before dinner." he glared, "And keep the door open. I wouldn't want anything to happen."
"Oh, it already has," Elvis mumbled,
"What was that."
"Nothing, sir."
Sitting on her lush bed set, Elvis leaned in and kissed his arm on her back as she put her hand on his chest, "El, wait..."
"What's wrong?"
"Doors open." she went to close it as Elvis looked her up and down,
"Cece... what's really wrong."
"Nothing..."
"Cecelia Shanel Valmos..."
"Okay, so I haven't told them we're together yet, 'cause they've been fightin' non-stop, and it's driving me up a damn wall all day!" she huffed as Elvis kissed her cheek, "So we gotta stay quiet about it?"
"Til the moments, right."
"You're lucky I love you."
"I'm blessed you love me," Elvis was waiting for a kiss as she flopped on her bed face first and screamed into it.
"You o-"
"CECELIA COME HELP MAKE DINNER!"
"AAAAAAAA."
"Kay..."
It was 6:30 p.m., and Cecelia, Gladys, and Denise had finished setting dinner on the table. "Baby, do you want any green beans on your plate?" Cecelia said as Elvis cleared his throat. Both parents looked at them, "Baby, it's a new way we crazy kids are referring to our friends, right baby!" she snapped her finger at Elvis.
"R-Right baby-o." He winked as Gladys and Vernon tried not to laugh. Oh, she was definitely perfect for Elvis,
"So, tell me, Presley, that uh movie Jailhouse Rock, are you really anything like that Vincent fellow... Or are you more like that Deke character."
If there'd been a time that Cecelia wanted to die, now would be it.
"You know... I like to think I got a bit of both in me." he laughed as Denise chimed in,
"A rebel without a cause is what you kids call it?"
"Never did understand that phrase." Vernon laughed as Gladys joined in.
"So Cecelia, tell us about the cover, My Boy Elvis. What made you wanna cover it," Vernon asked as Cecelia felt a hot heat on her like a spotlight,
"Yeah... what made you," Alfonso asked,
"Well, I thought it was a swingin' tune by a swingin' young lady, and uh, as a fan of Elvis and his style. I figured, why not? They call me Lady Elvis anyway. I might as well lean into it." she answered, nearly leaning in to kiss him as Denise noticed.
"Well, I think it's cute," Gladys said.
"Yeah, like a desperate little girl with a crush."
"SO... question time, how'd you all know each other!" Cecelia asked as She turned to face Elvis, her eyes wide as he rubbed his temples.
"Well, it was May 1934 in Tupelo." Vernon started as both Elvis and Cecelia had listened while he was picking off her plate, something the two enjoyed doing to each other, "Just before you both were soon to be born in January." Gladys added, "Still very funny to me." she smiled a bit as if they had all remembered the day,
"We had a tour in Mississippi, and no one would let us stay in any inns cause colored folk couldn't," Alfonso said as he looked at Denise, his hand brushed against hers as she held onto it.
"So we ran into Vernon and Gladys,"
"And we offered our home to you two."
"And we offered to cook." Denise smiled, "We kept in touch until about 1948 and..." Then it hit Denise and Gladys,
"This can't be the same Elvis that came in third place in that-"
"That's him," Vernon said.
"That's not the same Cecelia. Who was a tree as short as a bush!"
"Still am... haven't grown past Junior high, really." she joked.
"But that's our girl." Alfonso and Denise both looked at each other, a look of actual romance as Cecelia and Elvis got an idea in their heads.
"Elvis, would you like to help me with the uh dishes."
"The games coming on soon,"
Cecelia glared,
"Dishes." he smiled, walking into the kitchen,
"Cil... what's going on in that brain of yours."
"How good can you play matchmaker..." Denise asked as Gladys snickered, looking at them in the kitchen
"You want us to matchmake your parents?" Elvis asked,
"They'd make a cute couple." Gladys played along.
"They won't argue," Cecelia smirked,
"I don't know..." Both Elvis and Alfonso said,
"It'll be fun!"
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A history of tennis fashion and skirts: Why are they still such a must?
Serena Williams competing at the U.S Open 2018. (Photo: TPN/Getty Images)
On the first night of the U.S. Open, Serena Williams took the high road and responded to her catsuit ban by wearing a fabulous black tutu.
The French Tennis Federation president, Bernard Giudicelli, recently said Williams’s Wakanda-inspired catsuit (her words) “will no longer be accepted,” during an interview with Tennis magazine. “One must respect the game and the place.”
Discussion soon erupted on what type of tennis attire is considered appropriate or not. Tennis legend Billie Jean King chimed in on the conversation, slamming French Open officials for the ban. “The policing of women’s bodies must end,” she wrote in a Twitter post. “The ‘respect’ that’s needed is for the exceptional talent @serenawilliams brings to the game. Criticizing what she wears to work is where the true disrespect lies.”
Williams didn’t let the controversy deter her from winning her first U.S. Open match against Magda Linette on Monday. For the occasion, she paired her black tutu with an edgy leather moto jacket, asymmetrical leotard, and white sneakers. The look is part of the new “Queen” collection inspired by the tennis star and made in a collaboration between Virgil Abloh, the acclaimed Off-White designer, and Nike.
With this look, the 23-time Grand Slam winner continues her stride as a statement-making fashion star on the tennis court, and, as history shows — she’s not alone. Anne White was the first player to wear a catsuit on the court, which caused quite a stir at Wimbledon in 1985. Unconventional tennis fashions have been worn by male players too. A notable example is Andre Agassi, who wore denim shorts to the U.S. Open in 1988. Serena Williams longtime rival, Maria Sharapova, explored creative fashion as well, wearing a tuxedo-style blouse at Wimbledon in 2008.
Despite these fashion-making moments, the iconic tennis skirt continues to be the key sartorial piece in the game. Above, a look at how tennis fashion has changed over the years and why the skirt endures.
Players in the Pavilion in University Park, Oxford, circa 1900. (Photo: Past Pix/SSPL/Getty Images)
During the 1900s, long-sleeved blouses and long maxi skirts were the style of choice for tennis players. “Tennis started out in the Victorian era in England as a lawn sport for the aristocracy,” said Ben Rothenberg, author of The Stylish Life: Tennis, on CNN.
Modest tennis fashion dominated the era, as seen below on a tennis player who wears a pussy-bow blouse with ballooned sleeves, long white skirt, and white sneakers, all covering up nearly every inch of skin.
Female tennis player circa 1900. (Photo: Getty Images)
The 1920s saw a loosening of dress codes with the introduction of sleeveless blouses and higher hemlines. Pleats also became a popular stylistic choice.
Here, Olympic and Wimbledon champion Suzanne Lenglen wears a knee-length pleated skirt. She accessorizes the look with a soft head wrap.
Suzanne Lenglen (Photo: Hulton-Deutsch Collection/Corbis via Getty Images)
In the 1930s, skirts and hemlines continued to hit the knee, but pantyhose was no longer required in the dress code. Women began to wear polo shorts or another alternative: drop waist dresses or those cinched at the waist.
Cilly Aussem, left, after defeating Hilde Krahwinkel for the women’s singles title at Wimbledon in 1931. (Photo: S.R. Gaiger/Topical Press Agency/Getty)
By the 1940s, women embraced shorts for greater mobility on the court, but they still kept them classy (of course). Here, American tennis player Pauline Betz wears a short-sleeve blouse tucked into her high-waisted, soft pleated shorts and a belt to tie it all together.
Pauline Betz of the United States at Wimbledon in 1946. (Photo: Central Press/Getty Images)
In the 1950s, when Marilyn Monroe’s famous windy skirt photograph became an iconic moment in film history, tennis players like Lea Percioli bent the rules of traditional tennis fashion.
Her style on the court was often featured in the press, where Percioli embraced short skirts and dresses, even if that meant showing more than she planned on.
Glamorous Italian tennis star Lea Percioli in 1955. (Photo: Getty Images)
By the 1960s, mod fashion was front and center. Women took a more playful approach, embracing sleeveless tops and shirts with stripes, gingham, and other graphic prints like those seen here on Virginia Wade and Lorna Greveille-Collins of England and Marlys Burel of France.
From left, Virginia Wade, Lorna Greville-Collins, and Marlys Burel. (Photo: George Freston/Fox Photos/Getty Images)
The 1970s was all about psychedelia. Colorful prints and patterns dominated the fashion scene, and this influenced tennis fashions, too, as exhibited here in a look worn by Martina Navratilova.
Martina Navratilova at Wimbledon in 1977. (Photo: Tony Duffy/Allsport)
The 1980s witnessed a controversial look by American player Anne White, who wore a white spandex catsuit by designer Ted Tinling during her first match at Wimbledon. Little did she know that Serena Williams would sport a similar catsuit at the French Open more than 30 years later.
Anne White in her revolutionary one-piece. (Photo: Getty Images)
The 1990s were all about bright colors, loud prints, and plenty of scrunchies on the tennis court. German champ Steffi Graf wears a colorful floral skirt with a matching polo shirt and white scrunchie in her hair at the French Open in 1995.
Steffi Graf (Photo: Clive Brunskill/AllSport)
By the 2000s, brands like Adidas and Nike were emblazoned on tennis outfits of the top athletes. Here, Russian player Anna Kournikova wears head-to-toe Adidas.
Anna Kournikova (Photo: Al Bello/Getty Images)
In 2008, tennis champions Serena Williams and Maria Sharapova pushed the envelope of traditional tennis attire at Wimbledon, a bastion of traditionalism. Williams opted for a white trench coat, while Sharapova wore a tuxedo-style pleated blouse tucked into white shorts — and both looks were designed by Nike.
Unfortunately, Sharapova wasn’t able to wear her new look for too long, as she was eliminated in the second round. Her winning opponent, Alla Kudryavtseva, had this to say of Sharapova’s look, “I was pleased to beat her: I didn’t like her outfit.”
Serena Williams (Photo: Ryan Pierse/Getty Images)
Maria Sharapova (Photo: Clive Brunskill/Getty Images)
In 2010, tennis fashion took a more scandalous approach when Venus Williams wore a lingerie-like, sheer black-lace dress with red piping, designed by Williams for her fashion label, EleVen.
Venus Williams (Photo: Clive Brunskill/Getty Images)
In 2011, Venus Williams continued her fashion stride, sporting atypical tennis attire.
At the Australian Open, Williams sported a yellow woven, cut-out tank with a splash of color.
Venus Williams (Photo: Julian Finney/Getty Images)
In 2015, Maria Sharapova traded in her 2008 tuxedo shirt for a classic stripe shirt over what would become known as the “Nike Maria Paris dress,” an adjoining white racerback tank top connected to a pleated navy mini.
Maria Sharapova (Photo: Clive Mason/Getty Images)
In 2016, Serena Williams sported a classic all-white look in deference to Wimbledon’s all-white policy.
Serena Williams (Photo: Lindsey Parnaby/Anadolu Agency/Getty Images)
In 2017, 24-year-old Sloane Stephens won the U.S. Open women’s singles competition wearing a sherbet-orange tank dress and matching visor and shoes by Under Armour.
Sloane Stephens (Photo: Al Bello/Getty Images)
In 2018, Serena Williams debuts her Wakanda-inspired black catsuit at the French Open, which was designed to help prevent blood clots, a health issue she has been prone to.
The catsuit came under scrutiny by French Tennis Federation president Bernard Giudicelli, who recently said the style would “no longer be accepted.”
Serena Williams at the 2018 French Open. (Photo: Xin Li/Getty Images)
In the wake of this controversy, Williams debuted a brand-new look for the U.S. Open on August 27: a black tutu skirt, made by Off-White and Nike.
Serena Williams (Photo: TPN/Getty Images)
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