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Jan. 3rd, 2011 10:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taiga_amecaLet's start by saying happy new year to everyone. Hope you all had nice holidays. I'd stay around and talk about resolutions and all of that but
1 - Pretty much everyone's friend lists have done so already so I won't bore you.At least not yet...
2 - ... I don't actually have much to say in the first place. Yes, I am boring like that. Sad fact of life... I don't actually have one to start making plans. XD
So instead... I wrote that ending to the Culotte/Marona wedding thing.
People were getting rather impatient. The wedding seemed a bit stalled, with neither the bride nor the groom showing up, even Father Salade, who had been called back to his functions for this day only, was having fun with some crossword puzzles behind the altar. But, while the human guests were busy glaring at the demon and phantom guests, and vice-versa, the real drama was still happening behind the scenes.
“Ash, can we please talk about this like adult men? ... possibly with you out of my face?”
With a mumbled apology, Ash finally stood at a reasonable distance from Culotte’s face, staring at his shoes, and desperately trying to finally accept the wedding. Talking was getting rather useless, not because Culotte couldn’t make a good point, it was quite the opposite really. No, it’s just that the entire thing had been said over and over again and nothing new could be added. It was really time to face the music, especially since Marona was standing right in the doorway smiling sweetly, contrasting her soon-to-be sister-in-law next to her, her arms crossed on her chest, knives in her eyes. Never mind that Culotte was going to fight until the very end to finally get his approval. Heh, he had to admit, Culotte had grown up into someone more confident and affirmative, if only a bit more cynical (not surprising considering the rest of his family).
“Oh alright...” Ash finally conceded, sounding more as if he was being made to go to piano practice then accepting that the two of them would be getting married. “I know I’m the only one being selfish here but... “
“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Marona. And you know she’s not going to throw you out of her life, so cheer up.”
“But if you ever do anything to hurt her...”
“I’ll end up wishing I was a phantom... yes I know...”
- - -
Everyone stood up at once (well, except some of the demons, they were still sleeping ) as the bride finally came in, an uncomfortable ghost at her side. Father Salade finally chucked away his crossword puzzle and straightened up, under the watchful glare of the two siblings. And finally, Ash didn’t even twitch during the rest of the ceremony, not even when it was asked if anyone had objections to the union.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
Prier swore she saw him smile, just a little bit, though later on he would promptly deny that claim.
The party went off smoothly afterwards, even though it still seemed like the guests were still stiff with one another. Father Salade’s “break out the wine” solution was quickly shot down by his wife and Prier fists, while the newlyweds were simply enjoying themselves, not really caring about the rest of the crowd.
It wasn’t long until Ash suddenly remembered that one last problem he had with the whole wedding thing.
“Ash... I’m not telling you where the honeymoon is... that’s just not...”
“Ma-Marona, it’s not what you think, I just want you to be safe and... it’s not like I’m planning on sneaking in to stop anything and...”
“I never said you’d do that! Wait... why did you say that?”
Culotte and his sister could only watch from afar as both of them gradually turned redder and redder by the second, Ash desperately trying not to sound excruciatingly creepier as he tried to dig himself out of his hole. Marona finally scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it over, to everyone’s great surprise, right as she called Culotte over and got ready to jump in the newly created dimensional portal.
“Are you sure about this Culotte?”
“Don’t worry sis, it’ll be fine... Marona seems to know what she’s doing.”
“Uh huh... oh well, I’ll try to hold things off here for a while, you two have fun---“
Suddenly out of the blue, a very angry demonic voice rose up from inside the church.
“WHY THE HELL IS THIS CAKE TASTING LIKE CURRY?!? PRINNIES GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE, PRONTO!”
“Go! Now!” Prier flatly said, pushing the two of them to their destination.
- - -
“Hey Marona...”
“Hmm?”
“... you do realise you just lied to Ash right?”
“Hmm... yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to him later.”
“Heh...”
“Did you really think I’d tell him where we were really going?”
... that turned out much longer then originally planned.
1 - Pretty much everyone's friend lists have done so already so I won't bore you.
2 - ... I don't actually have much to say in the first place. Yes, I am boring like that. Sad fact of life... I don't actually have one to start making plans. XD
So instead... I wrote that ending to the Culotte/Marona wedding thing.
People were getting rather impatient. The wedding seemed a bit stalled, with neither the bride nor the groom showing up, even Father Salade, who had been called back to his functions for this day only, was having fun with some crossword puzzles behind the altar. But, while the human guests were busy glaring at the demon and phantom guests, and vice-versa, the real drama was still happening behind the scenes.
“Ash, can we please talk about this like adult men? ... possibly with you out of my face?”
With a mumbled apology, Ash finally stood at a reasonable distance from Culotte’s face, staring at his shoes, and desperately trying to finally accept the wedding. Talking was getting rather useless, not because Culotte couldn’t make a good point, it was quite the opposite really. No, it’s just that the entire thing had been said over and over again and nothing new could be added. It was really time to face the music, especially since Marona was standing right in the doorway smiling sweetly, contrasting her soon-to-be sister-in-law next to her, her arms crossed on her chest, knives in her eyes. Never mind that Culotte was going to fight until the very end to finally get his approval. Heh, he had to admit, Culotte had grown up into someone more confident and affirmative, if only a bit more cynical (not surprising considering the rest of his family).
“Oh alright...” Ash finally conceded, sounding more as if he was being made to go to piano practice then accepting that the two of them would be getting married. “I know I’m the only one being selfish here but... “
“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Marona. And you know she’s not going to throw you out of her life, so cheer up.”
“But if you ever do anything to hurt her...”
“I’ll end up wishing I was a phantom... yes I know...”
- - -
Everyone stood up at once (well, except some of the demons, they were still sleeping ) as the bride finally came in, an uncomfortable ghost at her side. Father Salade finally chucked away his crossword puzzle and straightened up, under the watchful glare of the two siblings. And finally, Ash didn’t even twitch during the rest of the ceremony, not even when it was asked if anyone had objections to the union.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
Prier swore she saw him smile, just a little bit, though later on he would promptly deny that claim.
The party went off smoothly afterwards, even though it still seemed like the guests were still stiff with one another. Father Salade’s “break out the wine” solution was quickly shot down by his wife and Prier fists, while the newlyweds were simply enjoying themselves, not really caring about the rest of the crowd.
It wasn’t long until Ash suddenly remembered that one last problem he had with the whole wedding thing.
“Ash... I’m not telling you where the honeymoon is... that’s just not...”
“Ma-Marona, it’s not what you think, I just want you to be safe and... it’s not like I’m planning on sneaking in to stop anything and...”
“I never said you’d do that! Wait... why did you say that?”
Culotte and his sister could only watch from afar as both of them gradually turned redder and redder by the second, Ash desperately trying not to sound excruciatingly creepier as he tried to dig himself out of his hole. Marona finally scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it over, to everyone’s great surprise, right as she called Culotte over and got ready to jump in the newly created dimensional portal.
“Are you sure about this Culotte?”
“Don’t worry sis, it’ll be fine... Marona seems to know what she’s doing.”
“Uh huh... oh well, I’ll try to hold things off here for a while, you two have fun---“
Suddenly out of the blue, a very angry demonic voice rose up from inside the church.
“WHY THE HELL IS THIS CAKE TASTING LIKE CURRY?!? PRINNIES GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE, PRONTO!”
“Go! Now!” Prier flatly said, pushing the two of them to their destination.
- - -
“Hey Marona...”
“Hmm?”
“... you do realise you just lied to Ash right?”
“Hmm... yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to him later.”
“Heh...”
“Did you really think I’d tell him where we were really going?”
... that turned out much longer then originally planned.
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on 2011-01-04 04:03 am (UTC)Thought of something else?
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on 2011-01-04 04:03 am (UTC)It was just bad.
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on 2011-01-04 04:05 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-04 04:09 am (UTC)That's bad writing and OOCness right there, thus removed.
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on 2011-01-04 04:18 am (UTC)Though I guess that's not the point here.
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on 2011-01-04 04:27 am (UTC)And I realized I'm just making a fool of myself right now.
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on 2011-01-04 04:30 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-04 04:33 am (UTC)So, should I just repost it then?
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on 2011-01-04 04:38 am (UTC)I would like you to.
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on 2011-01-04 04:42 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-04 04:56 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-05 01:12 am (UTC)Sorry about that.
Going to keep it short and sweet but "stress filled week" + "bad timing" kinda made me freak out and I ended up taking it out on this whole situation.
Sorry about that, didn't mean to drag you in something totally unrelated.
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on 2011-01-05 01:16 am (UTC)Oops wrong journal but suitable icon is here so...
on 2011-01-04 04:54 am (UTC)IT WASN'T BAD AT ALL. :|
Re: Oops wrong journal but suitable icon is here so...
on 2011-01-05 01:35 am (UTC)Ahem, I'm still sane, really.
... Flonne, please tone down the sparkles o.o, it's just a wedding.