Week one
Seraph residence.
Patti sat in the kitchen with Gir and nervously looked over at the woman on the other side of the table. She was the one that had been handling a majority of the wedding planning, a slight feeling of unease as she looked over again at her future aunt.
Sera Seraph.
The woman that was working out the last few kinks out of the whole thing.
To be honest, it was all Patti could do to stop her self from freaking out as Gir waffled on about seating arrangements, dinner plans and flower arrangements. After a bit Sera coughed lightly and spoke. “Gir sweetie, is it okay if I talk to Patti for a bit, I want to ask her about some of the details for the stags night.”
Nodding, Gir picked up several sheets of paper and skipped out of the room, waiting a few seconds Sera turned to Patti. “Okay, you are practically radiating fear, unease and doubt, what’s wrong?”
Sighing Patti indicated the paperwork. “It’s too… Big.”
“Care to elaborate?”
Heading over to the fridge, she got herself a beer and turned back. “It’s over the top, the guest list is massive… I don’t feel like I’ve had anything to do with this at all…”
“Then why haven’t you said anything?”
Patti paused. “I… huh?”
“Hmm?”
“If I complained she would just stare at me with those big puppy dog eyes and than I would of felt bad for ruining it for her and then it would spread and everyone would-”
Sera lent over and placed a hand on her mouth, cutting her off mid rant. “Patti dear, that is the largest load of bull shit I have ever heard, you got such a bad case of cold feet even I am feeling a chill.”
Patti spluttered as Sera smirked and removed her hand. “You love Gir more than anything else, a blind man could see that much.” Stealing Patti’s beer she popped the cap off and took a sip. “But you seem overly reluctant to take the last step, how long do you think you can hold off before it starts to hurt her?”
Patti glared at the other woman, trying to think of something to say.
Sera took another sip of the beer before continuing. “Now you could sit around putting on a happy face while you stew and become bitter on the inside, feeling left out and ignored… or
you can sit down with your wife to be and talk about what you want. After it’s as much your big day as hers.”
“But I didn’t want it big, I wanted Gir, myself and maybe a handful of family, not this trumped up circus she’s making it.”
“And only now you voice this opinion, at the eleventh hour?”
Patti grumbled and got her self a second beer. “You called BS on my last reason, what else can I say besides this is not what I wanted?”
The elfish woman stroked her chin. “To late to change it… so I guess you have to just grin and bare it?”
She sat down as Sera called Gir back in, as the short girl entered, she looked to Patti and her face fell slightly. “Is… is something wrong?”
Letting out a sigh, Patti looked to Sera, then Gir. “Um… about the wedding… um… I was wondering… can we possibly make it a bit smaller?” Biting her lip, she half expected Gir to look miserable, but was rather surprised when the short girl let out a sigh of relief.
“I was hoping to talk to you about it sooner, but with you being so busy of late I was worried I wouldn’t get to get any of your advice on the whole thing. I know it sort of got to big… but um… fifty or so guests isn’t to bad is it?”
Patti felt a slight feeling of shock, she wasn’t expecting Gir to start apologizing over how big it got.
Gir continued. “I sort of wanted to keep it quiet… but then I also wanted our best friends to be there… along with people that have helped shape my life into what it is today, um… I hope that’s okay...” she looked a little sheepishly at her, for a moment erasing all of Patti’s worries.
Gir gave a nervous grin. “Um…there’s just one tiny itsy bitty little problem.”
And there was the worry again.
“I know you were in charge of picking the groomsmen Patti… but now Nam is the priest, so we are a groomsman down… um… who are we pairing Neph with?”
A slight smile pulled at her face as she slowly turned to Sera. “I can think of a guy.”
Sera mirrored her grin, mischief glittering in her amber eyes. “I think I know who you have in mind there… and he is a friend of the family.”
Gir looked between them. “Who are you talking about?”
Sera whispered the name into Gir’s ear, causing her to grin widely. “Oooooh this could be interesting.”
Seraph residence.
Patti sat in the kitchen with Gir and nervously looked over at the woman on the other side of the table. She was the one that had been handling a majority of the wedding planning, a slight feeling of unease as she looked over again at her future aunt.
Sera Seraph.
The woman that was working out the last few kinks out of the whole thing.
To be honest, it was all Patti could do to stop her self from freaking out as Gir waffled on about seating arrangements, dinner plans and flower arrangements. After a bit Sera coughed lightly and spoke. “Gir sweetie, is it okay if I talk to Patti for a bit, I want to ask her about some of the details for the stags night.”
Nodding, Gir picked up several sheets of paper and skipped out of the room, waiting a few seconds Sera turned to Patti. “Okay, you are practically radiating fear, unease and doubt, what’s wrong?”
Sighing Patti indicated the paperwork. “It’s too… Big.”
“Care to elaborate?”
Heading over to the fridge, she got herself a beer and turned back. “It’s over the top, the guest list is massive… I don’t feel like I’ve had anything to do with this at all…”
“Then why haven’t you said anything?”
Patti paused. “I… huh?”
“Hmm?”
“If I complained she would just stare at me with those big puppy dog eyes and than I would of felt bad for ruining it for her and then it would spread and everyone would-”
Sera lent over and placed a hand on her mouth, cutting her off mid rant. “Patti dear, that is the largest load of bull shit I have ever heard, you got such a bad case of cold feet even I am feeling a chill.”
Patti spluttered as Sera smirked and removed her hand. “You love Gir more than anything else, a blind man could see that much.” Stealing Patti’s beer she popped the cap off and took a sip. “But you seem overly reluctant to take the last step, how long do you think you can hold off before it starts to hurt her?”
Patti glared at the other woman, trying to think of something to say.
Sera took another sip of the beer before continuing. “Now you could sit around putting on a happy face while you stew and become bitter on the inside, feeling left out and ignored… or
you can sit down with your wife to be and talk about what you want. After it’s as much your big day as hers.”
“But I didn’t want it big, I wanted Gir, myself and maybe a handful of family, not this trumped up circus she’s making it.”
“And only now you voice this opinion, at the eleventh hour?”
Patti grumbled and got her self a second beer. “You called BS on my last reason, what else can I say besides this is not what I wanted?”
The elfish woman stroked her chin. “To late to change it… so I guess you have to just grin and bare it?”
She sat down as Sera called Gir back in, as the short girl entered, she looked to Patti and her face fell slightly. “Is… is something wrong?”
Letting out a sigh, Patti looked to Sera, then Gir. “Um… about the wedding… um… I was wondering… can we possibly make it a bit smaller?” Biting her lip, she half expected Gir to look miserable, but was rather surprised when the short girl let out a sigh of relief.
“I was hoping to talk to you about it sooner, but with you being so busy of late I was worried I wouldn’t get to get any of your advice on the whole thing. I know it sort of got to big… but um… fifty or so guests isn’t to bad is it?”
Patti felt a slight feeling of shock, she wasn’t expecting Gir to start apologizing over how big it got.
Gir continued. “I sort of wanted to keep it quiet… but then I also wanted our best friends to be there… along with people that have helped shape my life into what it is today, um… I hope that’s okay...” she looked a little sheepishly at her, for a moment erasing all of Patti’s worries.
Gir gave a nervous grin. “Um…there’s just one tiny itsy bitty little problem.”
And there was the worry again.
“I know you were in charge of picking the groomsmen Patti… but now Nam is the priest, so we are a groomsman down… um… who are we pairing Neph with?”
A slight smile pulled at her face as she slowly turned to Sera. “I can think of a guy.”
Sera mirrored her grin, mischief glittering in her amber eyes. “I think I know who you have in mind there… and he is a friend of the family.”
Gir looked between them. “Who are you talking about?”
Sera whispered the name into Gir’s ear, causing her to grin widely. “Oooooh this could be interesting.”