I know, this is the longest chapter in the whole story, but there’s a wedding going on.
Blossom raced upstairs dragging Buttercup with her. Bubbles trailed closely behind. Buttercup hated leaving Butch downstairs with her father, but her sisters were not giving her much choice. They made their way to Bubbles room.
“Okay, Buttercup,” Bubbles said. “You sit right down here.” Buttercup sat down on Bubbles bed, while she rummaged through her closet. Blossom was busy on her phone. She had a notepad and a pen, and she was writing some things down.
“Bubbles, what are you doing?” Buttercup asked.
“You’ll see,” she said, from inside the closet. “Ah, here it is.”
She came out of the closet holding up a white silk dress with a flowing skirt, spaghetti straps accents with a lace pattern of flowers. Bubbles held it up for Buttercup to see.
“Well, what you think?” Bubbles asked.
“Oh, hell no,” Buttercup said, getting up of the bed.
“Oh, come on,” Bubbles said. “It’s perfect. Butch sees you in this, and he’ll faint.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Buttercup said.
“Hey, girls,” Blossom said, coming into the room. “It’s all set.”
“What’s all set?” Buttercup asked.
“Not only do we have a cake, but the Mayor has agreed to perform the ceremony. Now, all we need is flowers and some music.
“Nothing pink, please,” Buttercup said. “If I have to wear this dress, then I don’t want anything else so girly.”
“So you’re doing to wear the dress?” Bubbles said excitedly. “Great, because I have some shoes to match.”
Buttercup groaned. “I knew we should have just eloped.”
“Don’t you dare,” Blossom said. She looked at Buttercup’s hand and saw something missing.
“Hey, Buttercup, didn’t he get you an engagement ring?”
“What?” Buttercup shouted out, then thought for a moment. “Well, he only asked me this morning, besides that’s not really important.”
“Of course, it’s important,” Blossom shouted. “Does he want to jinx this whole marriage?”
“Blossom, calm down,” Buttercup said. “After everything that’s happened the last few months nothing is going to jinx this wedding. Only good stuff from now on.”
“Well, okay. I’m going to make a few more phone calls.”
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