A/N: I'm sure the title gives it all away doesn't it. Okay, this is a lot longer than I thought it was going to be;I guess that happens when you have a ton of characters. Also I'm not sure how good or bad it turned out. It was really tricky to write. Mostly I had to try and figure out how life would continue after they found the girls and what not. I was also sleepy when I wrote most of it. With the songs in the end-I'm running out of Dethklok songs! I also decided to try and put in romantic ballads in the end-just to add to it. Hope you enjoy.

First off, this is going to be a chapter story. The reason is that it has a related theme-marriage. I hope you enjoy. Second, I have most of the other stories plots made-I just need to finalize them. So, in the reviews tell me whose wedding are you most looking forward to. I have the story plots mostly in genere types-Angelina & Nathan: Horro, Bianca & Skwisgaar: Drama, Amelia & Murdeface: Suspense/Drama, Vanessa & Pickles: Suspense, and Drew & Toki: (Kind of) Comedy. The reason why they're all in the list of options-well you'll find out when you read the story.

Dedications: Luma and LunaGoddessOf Foxes, you two are the best! You're the reason I keep this going.

Thank You's:

Luma-Thanks for reviewing them! I trie to put the twins in this one-but for a short appearance only. I also love your story-which everyone should go read!

LunaGodessOf Foxes-Thanks for reviewing! I'm glade your enjoying the stories. I'm also glade that you reviewed my orginal before I put in the story-it kept me going. I love your story as well-I can hardly wait to find out the ending (everyone should read it to!) :)

Miss Queen B-Thanks for getting me into Metalocylpse! Also thanks for inspiring a character. :)

To the readers who continue to read and not review-thanks. I greatly appreciate the fact that you're reading these stories.


Charles Foster Ofdensen

Charles head rested peacefully on top of his desk. He opened his eyes at the sound of a phone ringing. He straightened his glasses and lifted the receiver. He cleared his throat quickly.

"Hello," he muttered.

"Hey Charles," Angelina responded from her Dethphone.

"What can I do for Angelina?" Charles asked.

"Well, I kind of need to go for a vacation or something," Angelina said nervously. "They won't leave me alone, and won't let me doing anything anymore. I know they're just trying to be protective because of what happened a few months ago, but how am I going to work on Dethfashion if they keep looking over my shoulders?"

"I see," Charles responded indifferent. "I'll see what I can do. I'm not making any guarantee's though."

"Thank you," Angelina said then hung up the phone quickly.

He sighed and lifted his glasses to rub his eyes slightly. Managing the band Dethklok was more than a full time job, it was a life. Now he was managing their girlfriends and having to watch over them as well. It was starting to get to him, and he knew it.

Recently he had been thinking of hiring an assistant, but no one could do what he does. They couldn't even come close, and an assistant would most likely make things worse. He began reading over some files on his desk and got to work quickly.

Angelina

Angelina Von Lee sat at her desk located in her studio. She was staring at her most recent fashion design. She hadn't gotten very far on it, and was feeling frustrated. It had been weeks since a truly great idea came to mind. She was chewing on her pencil nervously. She had more than passed the deadline and wasn't about to give up.

She sighed and began to randomly draw on the paper. Just as she began to work someone peeked over her shoulder and his girlfriend peeked over her other shoulder. Angelina felt their eyes watching her doodle closely. She paused and allowed her eyes to glance over her shoulders.

"Don't stop because of us," Drew Elizabeth Ferro muttered from her right shoulder.

"Yea, I wants to see your brilliants masterpiece," Toki added.

"Look," Angelina muttered putting her pencil down in frustration. "You don't have to watch over me while I work. You could, eat candy or go to the movies or something."

"Buts Nathan tolds us," Toki began.

"I know, I know," Angelina muttered. "I'll be perfectly fine. I'm busy at work; nothing horrible ever happened to me while I was working."

"It hasn't yet," Drew said. "But it could happen."

Angelina sighed. "I know you feel guilty about what happened but you shouldn't. It's all in the past now. Besides I can't work with you two peering over my shoulder every time I begin to draw."

"Wes sorrys," Toki said. "Wes promise to nots looks over your shoulders." Drew nodded in agreement.

"Fine," Angelina muttered and got back to work.

She began to draw on the white paper. The top was coming out with a simple design. A v-neck with short string straps for sleeves. She paused knowing that they were watching her intently. When they noticed they pretended to be watching the television and talking. Angelina went back to work drawling out the rest of the top. It didn't take long for curiosity to take over them, and they were inching closer towards Angie. Before long they were glancing over her shoulder to see what she was drawling.

"Do you guys want hang out?" Angelina asked them.

She knew she was never going to get any work done this morning. They agreed and played against each other in DDR. Angelina managed to keep a good score for most of the time, but lost in the end to Toki. Drew proved to be a better match and they went onto several death rounds. Afterwards they enjoyed some chocolate ice cream.

The rest of day was similar. Everybody took shifts to watch over Angelina. She knew it was because they felt guilty about her nearly dying last time, so she tried to respect their wishes. Angelina tried to confess to Nathan how she felt, but that only lead to some great sex. She never brought it up again. It was late evening which meant that the band was going to have a business meeting and she'd be with the girls tonight.

Genevieve Marilyn Osborne

Geneva was walking the barely lit hallways of Mordhaus. She was about to turn a corner when she noticed a few of the staff members standing in the hallway. She quickly placed her back to the wall and tried to come up with a brilliant idea.

She placed her bag quickly inside a suit of armor that was standing as a decoration. She turned her head as she heard their footsteps approach. She stood next to a statue in the background as they turned the corner. She did her best to keep completely still as they walked down the long hallway.

"What do you think about Angie?" One of them asked.

"She seems nice, but why are they keeping just a close watch on her?" The other asked. "Is she a hostage?"

"No, they're just concerned."

"Concerned? That doesn't sound anything like what I've been hearing in the papers," the other responded stunned.

"You're new here," one said placing a hand on the other's shoulder. "Some day you'll understand what how things work around here."

They turned the corner continuing to talk. Geneva breathed out a sigh of relief. She stepped out of her hiding place and retrieved her bag from silver armor. She looked at it curiously and scratched her head.

"Such a strange place," she muttered to herself.

"Hey you're not supposed to be here!" One of the staff members shouted at her.

Geneva clenched the large bag closer towards her. "Look guys, I'm here to work on the, the uh, the decorating." She said glancing at the suit of armor. "Yea, that's it. I'm here to help redecorate and make it more um, dark." She chuckled nervously.

"Nice try missy," he said. "What's in that bag?"

"Decorating things," she replied hoping that they would buy into it. "You know how it is when you have work to do, and you're crew is gone."

"Dethklok didn't hire a private decorator," he said crossing his arms and glaring at her.

"They didn't tell you," Geneva said trying to cover up. "I can't believe they didn't tell you that I was coming. I'm just walking around to get a better aspect of what I've got to work with."

"Then you won't mind if we talk to Charles about this," he said taking a step towards her.

"Gotta go," she said and made a quick turn down the other hallway.

"I knew it," the man said and began running after her. "Stop, thief!"

Geneva turned down anther hallway. She was terrified of getting caught. She made as many turns as she possibly could to lose him. Unfortunately it did the opposite and ended up getting more attention, and more of them were after her.

She turned and opened a large door and ran forward. She saw a group of girls sitting on the large chairs and a couch. She skidded to a stop and did her best to catch her breath.

"Who the hell are you?" Angelina asked.

"What's in the bag?" Bianca asked curiously.

"Um," Geneva muttered. "Let's keep this brief, I'm Genevieve, but most call me Geneva. I am a thief, and admit to that now that I've bee caught by several of your staff. Now," Geneva said pulling out shiny silver handcuffs and placing a cuff on her wrist and the other on Angelina's. "You're my hostage."

"Did I miss something?" Drew asked.

"Something is always going on isn't it?" Amelia asked. She turned to look at Geneva. "You're never going to make it past the staff, Charles has made sure that no criminal makes it out of here alive."

"Who is this Charles? Geneva asked. "Everyone keeps talking about him."

"There she is!" Someone shouted.

"I have to get out of here," Geneva said. "Nice meeting you all."

She took a few steps towards the door dragging Angelina with her.

"Don't forget the bag at least," Drew said giggling slightly.

"Oh right," Geneva said.

Geneva grabbed the bag and ran through the door. She turned down a hallway to avoid a swarm of them coming at her. She continued running dragging Angelina with her. Geneva managed to avoid most of them. She paused in the center of a hallway. She had the staff coming at her from two sides, so she ran forward.

"You're never going to find you're way out of here," Angelina told her.

"Glade everyone has faith in me," Geneva said turning down another hallway.

"It's just plain truth." Angelina said running behind her. "I can try to help you out."

Geneva stopped causing Angelina to bump into her. Geneva turned to glance at her. "Why would you help me?"

"Look, I've lived her long enough to know my way around. Besides I need to get away for a while, I need some freedom. Plus you seem harmless enough," Angelina said.

"You're very trusting," Geneva said.

"I'm good at judging character. Besides I really want a break for a while."

"All right," Geneva said. "Which way?"

"Left next turn," Angelina said.

Geneva did as Angelina told her. They were doing well until they were blocked by the staff. Geneva panicked and began running to try and avoid them. She made her way down a large staircase and down a long hallway.

"Don't go that way," Angelina warned her.

Before Geneva could stop she ran straight through the door. She ran down a few steps and paused when she the band sitting at a large table. They were staring at her and Angelina.

"Oops," Geneva muttered.

Negotiations

The rest of the staff rushed in behind them. Geneva was immediately forced onto the ground with two men holding her down. Angelina was forced to kneel down beside her. Geneva was being squished by them. Angelina stifled a laugh.

"Can you help me a little," Geneva said.

"Lift her up," Angelina told one of the staff members.

The two men got off her and lifted her up. Geneva had both arms behind her back forcing Angelina's arm into an awkward position. She was forced to follow as they moved Geneva closer towards Charles.

"You don't have to follow Angie," Charles said glancing at Geneva.

"Well, I wouldn't be here if she hadn't handcuffed me and claimed me to be her hostage," Angelina responded.

"Did I do that?" Geneva said chuckling nervously. "Sorry."

Charles nodded his head and the men let her go, but remained close. Geneva stretched out a bit and tried to get the feeling back in her body.

"Whats she doings here?" Toki asked curiously.

"Out with it," Charles commanded.

"Okay, okay," Geneva said holding her arms out slightly. This revealed the handcuff that held her and Angelina together.

"The short version is that I need money and well this place was the closest in reach." Geneva explained.

"So you were stealing from us," Pickels said.

"Kind of, yea," Geneva responded", but you can have it back. You caught me so yea."

"Kills hers," Skwisgaar said.

"Kill," Geneva responded stunned. "What kind of place is this?"

Angelina sighed and folded her arms across her chest. Geneva's arm was forced to follow Angelina's.

"I think we should get the handcuffs off first," Angelina said. She turned and glanced at Geneva.

"Oh that well," Geneva muttered. "I kind of don't have the key."

"What do you mean?" Charles asked.

"I couldn't find it at the time, so I took off without it," Geneva responded.

Murderface lifted an eyebrow. "Those are my handcuffs; Amelia gave those to me as a present."

"Eww," Geneva responded. "Don't tell me what it's been involved with, please."

Angelina smacked Geneva in the back of her head.

"Ouch," Geneva responded rubbing the back of her head. "That was uncalled for."

"Get the key," Charles told one of the men standing behind her.

He nodded and left.

"Nice place you got here," Geneva said to break the awkward silence", Very um big and dark."

"What did you expect?" Murderface muttered.

Geneva glanced down at the papers placed in front of Charles seat. She placed a hand under her chin and noticed something.

"They're trying to cheat you," she muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Charles asked. "You shouldn't be reading those." He quickly picked up the papers to keep her from reading them.

"Have you read the thoroughly? In paragraph two, line thirty. Read it carefully," Geneva said sitting atop the large table.

Charles glanced down at the front paper. She had been right, but he wasn't going to admit that in front of everyone. He glanced back at Geneva.

"What?" Geneva asked. She sighed", I've had some experience in management before. It's not that hard."

"Got the keys," the man said running towards them. He quickly freed Angelina's hand, and then proceeded to free Geneva's hand.

"Finally," Angelina said rubbing her wrist.

Nathan stood up and walked towards Angelina. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yea," Angelina responded. "No harm done."

She walked back with Nathan and sat on his lap. Geneva was freed.

"Cool," Geneva muttered. The two men quickly grabbed her. "Oh crap," she muttered. "I can't believe you'd kill me just for taking a few things. I haven't really done anything that that bad."

Charles walked closer towards her.

"Let me redeem myself," Geneva said. It was her last option to make it out alive, or at least in one piece. "I can do anything, I could even do their job," she said indicating the two men holding her.

"You still hurt Angie," Pickles said.

"I'm not hurt," Angelina said.

"I thoughts yous said she helds you hostage," Toki responded.

"Being held hostage and being hurt are two different things," Angelina responded.

"That is very true," Geneva added.

"Okay," Charles said. "I need someone to help me out, so I'll let you manage the girls and their projects temporarily. "

"I can do that," Geneva responded.

Charles nodded and the two men let her go.

"I'll be keeping a close watch on you," Charles warned Geneva.

"I can understand that," Geneva said.

"Whoa," Pickles said. "You can't do that."

"Yea, that's nots a goods ideas," Skwisgaar said.

"She can't be the manager of someone she held hostage," Nathan said.

"It doesn't bother me," Angelina said.

"It doesn't?" Nathan asked her.

"In fact," Angelina said", I think it would be a good idea."

Nathan thought about it for a second. "Fine, whatever you wish."

Geneva sighed in relief. "Well, we should probably get to work," she muttered.

Angelina stood up and kissed Nathan before following Geneva. They closed the door behind them and began walking down the hallways.

"Thanks for helping me back there," Geneva said. She rubbed her arm gently. "I owe you a lot for not having them kill me."

"Don't worry about it," Angelina replied. "Besides, you were going to help me earlier."

"I'm amazed that you trust me," Geneva said.

"Well, I can tell you don't mean any harm. Besides, if you do screw up then Charles will take care of you."

Geneva stopped and watched Angelina walk on. She chuckled nervously", right."

Manager

Geneva went on to take her job seriously. Charles helped her a little. He informed her on the girl's current activities and briefly explained how things worked. Geneva went straight to work. She wanted to convince everyone that she could do her job better than great. She set to work getting the girl's wishes granted.

She got Drew several acting gigs. She was working hard to get her a role in a film that was guaranteed to win her an Oscar, as well as get more donations for the Ferro Foundation. She managed to get Vanessa into more photo shots, and helped boost her popularity in the modeling industry. She also got Bianca a cooking show that was gaining in ratings. Geneva asked Amelia if she wanted to get involved with anything, but she said no.

She did the most for Angelina. Geneva knew she owed her life to her, so she did her best prove that it was the right choice. She got her a brand new, and larger, studio. She also got the Dethfashion a small shop, along with having it posted online. To help with the mass production she hired a bunch of staff to work on the outfits. She also hired some extra more permanent models for photo shots.

Geneva quickly replaced any of the workers who died, or gave raises to those who were disfigured. Recently she got to work planning a 'coming out' party, or so she called it. It was meant to be a place for the girl's to showcase their best talents. She already had designed it so that Bianca would cater, with Jean-Pierre's help. Angelina would show of her outfits, and Vanessa would be the main model. She figured Drew could be the hostess, or at least the main celebrity guest.

The girl's were eating breakfast alone that morning. The guys were busy working on their newest album. Geneva walked in cheerfully. Everything was falling into place. She placed a script in front of Drew.

"I got you that role you wanted," Geneva said smiling. "It's guaranteed to get you an Oscar, or even an Academy Award. I had you r parts high lighted to help you memorize your lines. You start shooting in a few weeks. "

She walked over towards Bianca. "You're show is the highest rated on cable television," she informed her.

"It is?" Bianca answered amazed.

"I also got you into a photo session with the legendary photographer Josh Jenkins," Geneva went on. "Oh, and Angelina you're outfits are in high demand. The party planning is also coming along great," Geneva told them excited. "I think it should be ready in a couple of days."

"Thank you," Angelina said.

Geneva smiled. She picked up a piece of bread. "Well I have to go. I must make sure the party id ready by the next two days. I'll catch up with you all later." She said leaving.

"She's overworked herself," Amelia said.

"Greatly overworked herself," Drew muttered reading through the script.

"I'm impressed," Vanessa said.

"Yea, very," Angelina confirmed.


The guys were in the studio taking a break from recording a couple of songs. They were standing outside the large box.

"I don'ts likes her," Toki said.

"I know, Geneva has been keeping them too busy," Pickles confirmed.

"Whats should wes dos?" Skwisgaar asked.

"We could still kill her," Murderface said.

"Angelina likes her," Nathan grumbled.

"Well we could just break her legs then," Murderface replied.

"Nos," Skwisgaar said. "Wes needs a betters plans."

The guys thought about it for a second.

"There has to be something that could keep her busy," Pickles said.

Charles walked towards them. "How is the recording going?" He asked keeping one hand a suitcase handle.

"It's going all right," Nathan said. "We were just wondering, when are you going to get ride of that one girl?"

"Geneva," Charles said.

"Yea her," Nathan said bitterly.

"I'm afraid I can't," Charles responded. "She's held true to the bargain. In fact she has also helped your girlfriend's careers."

"But they're not spending time with us anymore," Murderface said.

"Yea, theys too busy nows," Skwisgaar said.

"I see," Charles said. "Well, I'll have a talk with her and we'll see what happens."

Richard Cummings

Richard Cummings sat in his large swivel chair smoking a cigarette. He worked in a dusty office as a loan shark, and a gangster. He had just gotten done torturing a man who owed him money by breaking his fingers. He decided to give him a few more days to pay up or else suffer the consequences. The door opened and a thin man walked inside his office.

"Sir," He said holding the newspaper tighter in his hands.

"What is Josh," Richard said turning his chair around to face him.His black hair was slicked back greasily. He wore a business suit and had blue eyes that could terrify anyone who threatened him. "What is it?"

"I have some interesting news," Josh said placing the newspaper on the desk.

Richard picked up the paper and unfolded it looking at a picture on the front page. "Yes what is it?"

"See that woman standing next to Charles and Angelina," Josh said.

"What about her?" Richard said placing his cigarette between his fingers to exhale the toxic fumes.

"Don't you recognize her sir?"

Richard put the cigarette back in his mouth and examined the picture closely. "Genevieve," he muttered. "We found her after all, that slippery bitch."

"Apparently she got the ultimate job of a lifetime. She's working as a manager for Dethklok's girlfriends."

"May you have been a busy girl," Richard muttered. "How did you find out about this?"

"Well, she set up a photograph appointment with the best photographer in Hollywood and the modeling world," Josh Jenkins said smiling. "I had to investigate of course."

Richard chuckled slightly. "Very good Jenkins, very good. I want some information about who these people are, and what they do. I will have my revenge on her if it's the last thing I do."

"Sir, if I do this does that mean that my debt id paid off?" Josh asked him.

"More than paid off, in fact I'll pay you five hundred if you do what I ask perfectly," Richard told him.

"Thank you sir," Josh said and turned to leave.

"And Josh," Richard said", don't fail or I'll kill you myself."

Party

Geneva had set all the preparations for the party, and all was ready to go underway. She hired plenty of press to get pictures and later interviews. The girl's would come with their dates down a red carpet. She made sure to invite top guests, mostly people who would be able to gain more publicity and would also help get the girl's more jobs.

"Why are we doing this again?" Murderface asked.

"Just to show support for the others," Amelia responded.

They had agreed to take different limos. Mostly it was to allow them all a chance to get better photo opportunities.

"But still you aren't involved with anything, we don't need to go," Murderface said.

"I know, but there isn't much we can do now," Amelia said. "Besides it might be fun."

"I guess," he sighed out.

"Tell you what," Amelia said cuddling up beside him. "I'll make up to you later."

Murderface smiled. The doors to the limo opened up and they walked out. They were walking behind Vanessa and Pickles. Thousands of people were trying to take their picture. The lights were blinding but they made it through without any problems. Once they finally entered the party they were safe from the paparazzi.

"You guys made it," Pickles said. Vanessa was on his arm smiling.

"Yea, damn paparazzi," Murderface muttered.

"What dos we dos nows?" Toki asked.

"I think we're supposed to talk to people," Amelia responded.

Nathan shrugged his shoulders. Geneva watched them from a distance. She chugged down her shot of tequila. Everything was depending upon this party success, even her life. She placed the tiny glass atop a passing server's tray. She managed to sneak off a tiny sandwich.

"I have to hand it to you Genevieve," Charles said holding his hand out. "You really pulled it off."

Geneva shook his hand and smiled. "I'm glade you think so." She took a quick bite of her sandwich.

"Listen," Charles went on", the band wants to spend time with their girlfriends."

"Oh of course, it's only to be expected. I took care of it yesterday," Geneva said taking another bite of her sandwich.

"What are you talking about?" Charles asked stunned.

"Well I have things to do. I have to go through their fan mail, and see that everything else is holding through all right. So I arranged special time for them. I went by their relationship type and personal likes and dislikes. Like I said I took care of it," She finished taking the last bite of her tiny sandwich. "Oh, and you don't have to worry about the liquor too much. I kept it mostly light so no one would get too drunk; there are only a few heavy drinks around."

"I'm," Charles was stunned. "I don't know what to say."

"I exceeded your expectations?" Geneva asked elatedly. "This is the first time that has ever happened," she said and hugged Charles.

"Oh um," Charles wasn't sure how to respond. She was the first to show true kindness towards him. She was also the first person who could top him in management, possibly. He hugged her back and smiled to himself. "I should let you get back to your work," he said.

"All right," Geneva responded gleefully. "I'll see ya' later."

"I'll see you later," he said.

They both walked off their separate ways. Angelina had been watching from a safe distance with Drew. They glanced at each other and smirked.

"Well," Drew said.

"I guess there's still one more person who needed to find love," Angelina responded.

"What do we do?" Drew asked.

"I think they might need some convincing that it's the right move, as usual. From there I think they'll figure it out," Angelina said.

"If you say so," Drew said before turning to greet the director of her next film project.

"Now to tell the guys," Angelina said. She turned and walked towards the guys.

She sighed when she finally found them. They were drinking the light alcohol heavily, as usual. Angelina inhaled deeply and walked over towards them. She could tell that they were starting to get a little out of it.

"How many is that now?" Angelina asked.

"I dunno," Nathan responded.

"We lost count after a while," Pickles added.

"I see," Angelina responded staring at them.

"What's your problem?" Murderface finally asked.

"Nothing," Angelina responded shrugging her shoulders. "Do you still hate Geneva?" She finally asked.

None of them knew how to truthfully respond. They didn't want to start any more arguments with her. They inaudibly replied to her.

"Well, I have an idea to keep her busy for a while," Angelina responded. "That is if you're up for it."

"Reallys?" Toki asked.

Angelina nodded.

"Whats is its?" Skwisgaar asked.

"Well, I've been watching her recently, "Angelina said," and I just happened to notice that her and Charles have been getting along rather well if you get what I'm saying." She looked at the guys blank faces. She picked up a small shot from one of the passing waiter's trays. "They have the hots for each other," Angelina said drinking the tiny drink.

"Ah, we gets you," Pickles said.

"What do you want us to do?" Nathan asked curiously.

"Just talk Charles into asking her out for a date," Angelina told them.

"Wait whats?" Skwisgaar responded stunned.

"There is no way we could talk him into that," Murderface muttered.

"Well, you never know," Angelina responded. "It would keep him and her busy for long periods of time."

Skwisgaar sighed bitterly. "Fines," he said.

Angelina smiled at them. "Thank you."

After she finished there was a loud screaming coming from somewhere. One of the waiters was running around screaming. Half his face had been cut off somehow. He ran wildly until he landed on a sharp edge of a statue. A few people screamed, some committed suicide from the shock of it all. It really made the party complete.

Preparations (For the Perfect Dates)

Geneva set to work immediately. The dates had to be perfect. Nothing was to go wrong, nothing at all. She had Charles gather most of Dethkloks Klokateers, or the level 2 employees. She knew she could trust them to ensure that the tasks would be carried out in her absence. She shuddered at the memory of two of them holding her arms behind her back and possibly was willing to kill her.

She walked down the long hall. She was surprised that Angelina and Amelia had met up with her and were walking with her. She had on her reading glasses and continued to walk at a moderate pace.

"Hey," Amelia said. "Busy night huh?"

"Very," Geneva responded. "I just want everything to be perfect for all of you. This is a special night, a break and a romantic date."

"Do you go on romantic dates?" Angelina asked.

"Me? Oh um, not very many," Geneva responded descending down a large spiral staircase.

"That's unfortunate," Amelia commented.

"Well, I am busy with work. Could imagine if I missed a single day?" Geneva asked.

"That would be terrible," Angelina responded.

"Have you ever found anyone of interest?" Amelia asked.

"Well," Geneva said unsure of how to respond.

"It's all right," Angelina said. "We know you like Charles."

"You do?" Geneva asked stopping in her tracks. Angelina and Amelia nodded. "Oh, okay."

'You should go out with him," Angelina said.

"It couldn't hurt to give it a try," Amelia added.

"He'd have to ask me first," Geneva said then paused for a few seconds. "I don't know if I'd be welcomed here though."

"What makes you think that?" Amelia asked.

"Well, the band hates me. I know they do. Plus I don't think the staff doesn't think too highly of me since I, you know, tried to rob you all," Geneva responded.

"Don't worry about it," Angelina said reassuringly. "I had the entire band, and the goi-girls hating me. As well as an angry mob. I nearly died from that, but I'm still around."

"You went through all that?" Geneva asked. Angelina nodded. "Well that happen to me?"

"I doubt it," Amelia said. "There's no way that many people could end up hating you."

Geneva bit her lower lip nervously. "Right," she said turning to continue walking down the hallway.


Charles had the level 2 staff waiting in the conference room. He stood outside the doorway waiting for Geneva to appear. He turned down a corner to see if she was there. Nothing, he shook his head. He turned back around and rounded the corner to only bump into Geneva head on.

"I'm so sorry," Geneva automatically said. Charles helped her up. "I didn't mean to hurt you," she bent down and lifted his glasses from the floor. "I hope these didn't break," she said handing the glasses back to him.

Charles put them back on and allowed his eyes to stare at her. She had changed in appearance and in manor. She was wearing feminine business suites. She had on some reading glasses that brought out the green color in her eyes. Her raven black hair was neatly tied in a loose ponytail; with one lose strand dangling in front of her right eye.

"Are you all right?" She asked.

"Oh um yes, I'm completely fine," Charles responded.

"That's good," Geneva responded with a smile. "See you in the conference room." She said and walked inside the room.

Charles watched her leave and smiled slightly. He began to wonder if the reason he placed in charge for any length of time was that he liked her. He shook his head. He knew he couldn't let love get in the way of his career. It is one thing for the band to find love, but for him it an entirely different story.

"You like her don't you?" Murderface said.

The band walked out from the shadows of the hallway.

"Angelina put you up to this," Charles said", didn't she?"

"Uh well," Nathan began.

"Maybes a littles," Skwisgaar said.

"I knew it," Charles muttered.

"Wells you coulds askes her out anyways," Toki said smiling innocently.

"Yea," Pickles added", it could be good for you."

Charles placed a hand under his chin in thought. He was still torn with his job and over his possible infatuation with Geneva. "I'll think about it." He told them. "Now if you'll excuse me I have some things to attend to."

He walked into the conference room and closed the door behind him. The band member's watched him leave.

"He's going to ask her," Pickles said.

"I'm sure he'll have her in the sack in no time," Murderface added.

"Yeas, I definitely thinks sos," Skwisgaar said.


Geneva had gotten giving her lecture. By now the band and their girlfriends were off to their date destinations. She took her seat behind her desk and began reading the fan mail. She tossed a couple of envelopes into the non deadly stalker category. She picked up another one and opened it carefully. She was disgusted to see pictures of some old guy posing nude. She crumpled the paper and tossed into the potentially dangerous stalker pile.

Charles walked into Geneva's barely lit office. The only sources of light were from the table lamp on her desk, and the moonlight that shined in through a window behind her. He smiled to himself and walked towards her desk. He straightened his glasses and cleared his throat.

"Hello," he said.

"Oh, hello," Geneva responded. "I didn't expect to see you come around here this late in the evening."

"If I'm disturbing you," Charles began but was interrupted.

"Not at all," Geneva said. "I'm just sorting the fan mail for the goils, I mean girls."

Charles chucked", don't worry about it. The accent can become addictive sometimes."

"How do you deal with it?"

"I never really thought about it before," Charles said shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway, I just wanted to know if you would be interested in going on a date with me tonight? That is if you're not to busy."

Geneva stood up and removed her reading glasses. "I would love to," she said smiling.

The Dates

Geneva had closed down an entire theme park for Toki and Drew. They were truly enjoying themselves. Riding the rides and were joined by a professional clown. Not to mention all the candy they could ever want. It truly became a night that they would remember. They had just finished up their twelfth ride on the Dipsy Tipsy ride. Drew and Toki finally got off to get some cotton candy.

"Is yous enjoying yourselves?" Toki asked smiling brilliantly.

Drew nodded smiling. "Definitely, it's been ages since I've had this much fun."

A worker handed Toki some bubble gum cotton candy. Drew pulled out a large wad and did her best to chew it. Toki took a bit of some as well. After swallowing their cotton candy, they giggled and shared a bubble gum favored kiss. The professional clown began to blow out a balloon and make a balloon animal. He made a blue giraffe and handed it over to Drew. He proceeded to make another animal.

"So," Drew said", Geneva got it right. She isn't such a bad person after all."

Toki smiled as he received his red dog. "I guess yous right."

Drew smiled. "What ride do you want to ride next?"


Murderface and Amelia had not only a torture museum all to themselves, without any rules, but they also had an entire small part of town to themselves. Geneva had managed to make it so that no one could yell at them or stop them from doing whatever they wanted. She had also conveniently placed part of the limits with a national monumental building inside of it.

They had made use of the torture devices at their disposal. They were strolling through the town when they came across the building. Murderface couldn't help himself and walked closer towards it. Amelia followed behind him.

"This place must be old," Amelia said.

"Yea, just imagine the history that has been created on these grounds over thousands of years," Murdeface muttered. He turned his glanced towards Amelia and smirked. "Well, let's make the most of it."

He walked over towards the nearest wall and unzipped his pants. He began to pee on the walls of a national monumental building. Amelia giggled. Once he was done he walked over towards her.

"While the hog's out," Murderface said. "Do you want to make use of it?"

"Of course," Amelia responded and began to kiss him passionately.


Angelina and Nathan were in a garden. It was the perfect place for them to spend some alone time together. Angelina decided to tease him slightly and was running through the small maze of trees. Nathan was chasing after her. She stopped glancing around her to see if he was nearby.

"I got you," Nathan muttered.

He gently swept her up into his strong arms and carried her off towards the hillside. The sun was beginning to set creating a serene image. The colors were beginning to blind into shades of pink, yellow, purple, blue, and black. They were sitting on the grassy surface, Nathan's legs wrapped around her and his arms holding her close to his body.

"The perfect day," Angelina muttered giggling slightly.

Nathan kissed her check. He began to play with her hair. Stroking it, and then twirling random strands in between his fingers.

"Nat," Angelina began. "How come you're afraid to let me out of you're sight now?"

"I just am," Nathan was having trouble expressing his emotions. It was easier with the guys gone, but it was still hard. "I'm just worried about you."

Angelina turned her head to glance at his face. "I'm glade you are," she responded", but nothing bad well happen to me. Besides I know you'll always be there to protect me when I truly need it." She finished and kissed his lips tenderly.

The continued to passionately kiss as the sun continued to set.


Geneva had managed to put together a romantic getaway in Italy for Pickles and Vanessa. They were riding a boat ride that was just emerging from under an overhead bridge. The stars were out and the moon was crescent shaped. Vanessa was cuddled against Pickles chest. He had and arm around her, and held her hand in his free hand.

Vanessa glanced up into his face and smiled. He glanced down at hers and they shared a kissed. A soft romantic theme played somewhere in the background. They had eaten dinner shortly before. Once the boat ride had finally finished they took a lovely stroll through the cobble stone streets. They turned down a narrow street. Pickles held her closer towards him.

"Are you happy with me?" Pickles asked Vanessa.

"Of course I am," Vanessa responded. "What would make you think otherwise?"

"I know I'm not your usual type, and I also know I'm not as young as the others," Pickles began to explain.

Vanessa had placed a finger to his lips. "I think you're perfect, and that's all that matters."

Pickles kissed Vanessa with more passion. Pickles lifted Vanessa up without losing the contact of their locked lips. Pickles carried Vanessa back to their hotel room for the night.


Skwisgaar and Bianca had a romantic picnic in the park. Bianca had cooked the food for the evening. Bianca held up a fork with a piece of her chocolate cake on the end. She placed it carefully in Skwisgaar's mouth. He chewed joyfully and swallowed the delectable sweet.

"How was it?" Bianca asked.

"Perfects," Skwisgaar responded smiling.

Bianca smiled back and kissed his lips. She could taste the chocolate briefly on his lips. She began to twirl her fingers in Skwisgaar's hair. He smiled down at her.

"I createds a guitars solos for yous," Skwisgaar told her.

"You did?" Bianca asked amazed. "Would you play it for me?"

Skwisgaar smiled and picked up his Gibson Explorer and began to play joyfully. Bianca listened to each note intently. Once he finally finished Bianca kissed him. She pulled away slightly, her eyes still closed as was his. They had their arms wrapped around each other. They moved their heads closer together to lock lips once again. They became lost in each others passion.


Geneva was enjoying her break from work with Charles. They decided to keep it simple and decided to try ice skating. Charles had reserved a rink for them to use privately. Charles was slightly nervous about being on the ice. He hadn't done it very often and was a horrible skater.

"Don't worry," Geneva said", I've got you." She held onto his hands tightly.

They moved out onto the rink slowly. Their hands tightly held together. Charles would slip every so often and Geneva would catch him before he fell.

"See," Geneva said. "You're not as bad as you thought you were."

"If you say so," Charles responded trying to keep his feet from falling.

He glanced up into Geneva's green eyes and immediately lost his footing. He fell onto the hard ice. Geneva fell on top of him.

"That didn't hurt so bad now did it?" Geneva said teasingly.

Charles kissed her quickly. He wasn't sure if it was the right time or not. Geneva smiled and kissed him back, only with more passion. They eventually got back up onto their feet and continued trying to ice skate. Later they walked out of the rink to see several fire works in the distance. Geneva knew Charles had arranged it.

"You're amazing," she said.

Charles smiled. "I know this might seem a bit sudden but sometimes it's better not to wait," he said.

"What do you mean?" Geneva asked curiously.

Charles knelt down on one knee and pulled out a tiny box. He opened it to reveal the most beautiful ring she'd ever seen. "Will you marry me?" Charles asked.

Geneva wasn't sure how to respond. She wanted to say yes, but she wanted him to know everything about her. He needed to know what he was getting himself into.

"Charles," she was stunned", you hardly know me."

"I know everything about you," Charles said. "I did a background check on you, Apple McCormick," he said smirking.

"You know about my past and you still want to marry me?" Geneva asked bewildered.

"Of course I do," Charles replied. "So, will you marry me?"

Tears filled Geneva's eyes and she nodded yes. Charles smiled and stood up. He carefully placed the ring on the appropriate finger and kissed her.

Planning

Richard Cummings sat at his desk. He had his hands folded together and was smoking another cigarette. It had been a week now and there was still no news from Josh Jenkins. He was getting ready to send some of his minions out to retrieve him when he came running through the door. He reluctantly took a seat in front of Richard's desk.

"Sir, I have some information," Josh said nervously.

"Yes," Richard said. "Go on."

"Well, she's engaged to Charles Ofdensen. They've been engaged for a couple of days now. The rest of the band seems to support it, and are trying to help out a bit. Man, I don't know how you'd ever get revenge on her as long as she's with them. I've never seen so many people die before."

"I see," Richard said standing up. "Well, I'm sure we can figure it out."

"Sir, do I get my, um," Josh tried to asked but was terrified.

"You're reward money," Richard said. He opened the small drawer under his desk and pulled out his pistol. "You were late, and didn't provide me with enough information." He said and quickly pulled out the gun.

Before Josh could even scream Richard pulled the trigger. Josh's body fell on the floor dead. Richard put it back in its place and closed the drawer. He walked around his desk in thought.

"That bitch is not going to get away from me again. She owes me and I will make sure she pays me back," Richard said.

"Sir, how do you plan to do that?" One of his minions asked.

"She now has a weakness; in fact she has eleven weaknesses," Richard said slamming his fists onto the desk. "I will make her suffer mentally and physically. After all she owes it to me for the hell she's caused."

"Sir, what do you want us to do?"

"I want you to go and bring her to me. If I know Charles and Angelina they will come for her on their own," Richard said.

"Angelina?" The minion asked curiously.

"Angelina Von Lee," Richard said. "I remember her to well. She tried to go straight after her wild teenage years, but I still remember." Richard smirked", if only they knew their connection. Oh revenge will be sweet."

Missing

"These flowers will go great with Geneva's wedding dress," Vanessa muttered.

"You've seen it already?" Bianca asked Vanessa.

"Yea, she took me to see it a few hours ago," Vanessa said.

"Why didn't you invite me?" Bianca asked placing the string on the bouquet she was working on. "I would have loved to have seen it."

"I couldn't find you at the time and I couldn't wait darling," Vanessa said. She grabbed a handful of rice and placed it inside one of the purple silk bags.

"How is Angie handling all of this?" Bianca asked. "I haven't had time to talk to her about it thoroughly."

"You know Angie, she puts on a brave façade, but secretly she's crushed. She always dreamt of being the first of us to get married," Vanessa responded.

"Yea, well I'm sure Angie will get her wish soon enough," Bianca muttered grabbing several flowers from the large pile. "How many people have they invited so far?"

"Oh, let me thing," Vanessa paused. "Around twenty to thirty hundred I believe."

"Gees, why so many people?"

"You know how it is, when you're about to get married everything has to be perfect and everyone has to know," Vanessa said. "I wonder how our weddings will turn out."

"I wonder that myself," Bianca added. "I'm sure they'll be just as big and equally lavish."

"Have you seen," a brunette twin began.

"Our sister?" a blonde twin finished.

"Yea, I believe she was in her room last I checked. How is you mother doing?" Vanessa asked.

"Much better," the brunette twin said.

"She is only hacking half as much now," the blonde informed them.

"That's good to hear," Bianca said. "I'm sure she'll get better in no time."

"Thank you," the brunette said.

"We'd better get going," the blonde finished.

Both girls said goodbye and left. They walked into Mordhaus and tried to find their way through the place. It was still just as confusing as it had always been. The twins had come to help their sister with their manager's wedding, and to submit their report in person. They made their way up to the bedroom hallway. Even in this dark place it felt eerily cheerful with hopeful sound of wedding bells.

"Which bedroom was it?" The brunette asked.

"Let's try this one first," the blonde said opening a door.

The door creaked open. The room was messy. The twins walked inside glancing around curiously.

"I hope," the brunette began.

"This isn't Drew's room," the blonde finished.

The brunette twin pulled off a note that had been pinned onto the edge of the large glass chandelier. Her blonde sister walked over to her side to try and read the note as well.

Dear Charles and whoever else is concerned,

We have the bride Genevieve Marilyn Osborne. If you want her back you'll have to come and get her, no cops and none of your level 2 staff. You have until midnight, if you don't show up then we will end her life early.

Sincerely,

Richard Cummings

The twins glanced up at each other quickly, then back at the letter, and then once more at each other. The brunette let go of the letter, and the blonde held onto it. They ran out of the room and made their way back to the outside of Mordhaus to warn the others of what was going on.

They found Angelina, Nathan, and Charles talking. They ran towards them. The blonde handed Charles the letter while trying to catch her breath. Charles hand clenched into a fist, and Angelina took the letter.

"We have to get her," Angelina muttered under her breath.

Rescue

They had managed to sneak in through the back and pretend to be waiters. They were backstage where some minions were being entertained by women. Mostly the girls would sing to let the men know they were available, or to get attention. Angelina peeked from behind the curtains.

"I can't tell who would have the key from here," Angelina said. She was dressed in a waitress outfit.

"How are we going to find out?" Vanessa asked.

"More importantly, how will we get the key?" Murderface asked.

"I'll take care of it," Angelina muttered. She straightened her back and was about to walk out into the crow. Nathan grabbed her wrist to stop her. "I'll be perfectly all right," Angelina said and kissed him before walking out into the audience.

Angelina grabbed an empty tray and began collecting empty glasses. She found what she had been looking for. She tried to reach for the key resting on the table, but the man stopped her. He glared at her and reluctantly let her go. The man picked up the key and carefully concealed it in his jacket pocket. Angelina picked up his empty glass instead and left. She snuck back behind the stage.

"That man has it in his pocket," Angelina informed them. "He's the only one wearing a blue outfit."

"So," Amelia asked. "What now?"

"You know how to sing don't you?" Angelina asked her.

"Me? What are you talking about?" Amelia asked nervously.

"We need a distraction and you'd be perfect," Angelina muttered.

"Um," Amelia wasn't sure what to say. "Is this really necessary?"

"Of course it is," Bianca muttered. "We need the key to get into the room remember?"

"Fine," Amelia said after having run out of excuses.

She was dressed in a red dress, and held the microphone in her hand. She began to sing from behind the curtain; Vanessa gently nudged her onto the stag. Amelia closed her eyes and went on singing. She got over her stage fright long enough to get close to him. She managed to sneak the keys out of his pocket and secretly toss them towards Toki.

Amelia tried to get off the stage when her song was done, but the others wouldn't let her leave. Angelina placed a black top hat on her head and announced another dance. It provided enough confusion so Drew could pull her off the dance floor and behind the stage.

They made their way through the hallways barely missing getting caught. They finally came to the door. Nathan struggled to unlock it, but finally figured it out. They walked inside to see Geneva locked inside a giant bird cage.

They walked inside; Bianca closed the door behind her. Charles rush up to the bird cage to try and open it.

"I think we might actually be able to make it out of here," Angelina began but was interrupted.

"Without getting caught?" Came Richard's deep voice from the shadows.

A gun was placed in the back of Angelina's head. She placed her hands halfway up in defeat. Richard opened the door behind them and allowed his minions to enter and tie down the others.

Captured

"Is it just me or does this always seem to happen?" Angelina asked sarcastically.

Her arms were held tightly by two muscle men. Everyone else had been tied down to any available chairs in the area. Richard walked towards Angelina grinning.

"Don't you remember me Angelina?" Richard asked.

Angelina squinted her eyes slightly and stared at him closely. She remembered him from her past.

"God lord," Angelina muttered. "You found me after all these years."

"I owe you something," Richard said and punched her in the stomach.

"Don't you touch her!" Nathan shouted angrily.

Angelina was bent over from the pain. He managed to hit her where she had been operated on. She was still sensitive there. She spit out some blood and hoped that there wasn't going to be any permanent damage. Richard nodded and Angelina was taken to another room for her punishment.

"Wheres yous taking hers?" Skwisgaar asked.

"None of your concern," Richard replied.

"Why are you doing this to her?" Geneva asked. "I'm the one you should be mad at."

Richard turned to face her. "You'll get yours before too long. Besides that lil' bitch owes me. No one takes my money and gets away with it."

"What are you going to do with the rest of us?" Charles asked.

"I'm sure I'll think of something suitable in time," Richard responded.

"Yous wont gets away this," Toki muttered.

One of Richard's minions slapped Toki for his comment.

"Please don't hurt him," Drew implored.

Richard smirked and walked over towards her. "I'm not above making a deal on that."

Drew thought about it for a few seconds. "You have to promise not to hurt any of them."

"Drew yous can'ts," Toki told her.

"Fine," Richard responded. He nodded to the nearest guy. He untied a few knots and she was lifted from her seat. They all began walking out of the room, except for a few guards. The door closed behind Richard.

Geneva muttered something in another language. She kicked the cage door angrily. The guards watched her closely for a few seconds.

"What did you just say?" Murderface asked curiously.

"Never mind," Geneva responded quickly. She glanced at the guards. "It's not important."

The guys tried to untie themselves, but the guards would punch them. Geneva thought to herself for a second and came up with an idea. She knelt down and pretended to be unlocking her cage door. The guards walked over towards her.

"What are you doing?" One of them asked.

"Nothing at all," she said and pulled her hand back inside the cage door.

One of the guards opened the cage and pulled her out. He outstretched her hands to try and find the clip, but her hands came out empty. She smirked and kicked him in the face. She elbowed the guy behind her to the best of her abilities. She turned her body around and punched him. She ran over to the nearest person, Bianca, and untied her. Bianca untied Skwisgaar just as the guys were getting ready to re attack. Skwisgaar and Bianca began attacking them as Geneva untied the others.

Skwisgaar punched one, and kicked him in the gut. Bianca kicked him in the groin, and tripped the other guy onto the floor. They tied up the two guards and locked them into the giant bird cage.

"Charles I'm so sorry that I got you all involved with this," Geneva told him.

"It's all right. I understand," he replied and kissed her.

Fight

A loud scream came from the hallway. Everyone ran out into the hallway. They followed the sound of the ear piercing scream. It lead them into a large room with a bizarre machine in it. Angelina was tied to a chair with two men breaking her hands. Richard was standing in the distance with Drew in his arms.

"Let them go, Charles demanded.

"How in the world did you get out that fast?" Richard asked.

"Talent," Geneva muttered.

One the minions turned to attack Charles, and the others decided to join in. Charles punched him in the face, the guy punched back. The guy hit Charles in the gut. Geneva glanced up at Richard and Drew. She walked around her fiancée and ran and jumped kicked Richard in the back. He fell unexpectantly forward letting got of Drew. He stood up and glanced at her as Drew ran away from his grasp.

Nathan punched the man who was standing to close to Angelina. The man tried to stab him with the small blade, but Nathan grabbed his wrist and twisted it. The man screamed and received one last knock out punch. Nathan quickly untied Angelina.

Toki right punched another guy. Drew ran over towards him. She kicked the back of the guys' leg forcing it to break. Toki kicked him in the face. The guy fell over unconscious. Toki hugged Drew his arms glade to know that she was still alive.

It didn't take the others long to either kill or knock out the guards. Geneva was fighting Richard. She managed to break his wrist and most of his arm. His arm was still locked in her hand. She pulled his body down and kneed him in the face. Richard stumbled backwards. Charles punched him in the face.

Geneva quickly grabbed a hook connected to a rope. She forced the hook into Richards back. Richard tried to grab her but was unable to. Geneva moved the small lever on the large remote. Richard was soon dangling inches above his killing device. Geneva pushed the red button and he was lowered into it. He screamed from the agonizing pain, until he finally died.

Geneva walked towards Angelina. She had been badly injured by Richard. Nathan was holding her in his arms. He lifted her up. She smiled at Geneva.

"How are you feeling?" Geneva asked her.

"I'll be all right," Angelina responded. "Thank you."

Without another word they walked out of the place. Charles called one of the employees who arrived quickly in the hatredcopter. They got in and were flown back towards Mordhaus. A doctor tended to Angelina's wounds. Geneva stood outside the door waiting for the doctor to get done. Charles walked towards her smiling.

"Again, I'm sorry I got you all involved with that," Geneva said. "I didn't think he'd come looking for me."

"It's fine," Charles told her ", besides worse things have happened in the past. At least we can finally get married in peace."

The doctor walked out of the room", you can see them now."

Charles and Geneva walked inside. Nathan was sitting beside Angelina's bed.

"Hi," Angelina said.

"You owed him money to?" Geneva asked.

"Yea, that was years ago though," Angelina responded.

"It's all taken care of now," Geneva said holding her hand.

Wedding

Things went back to normal once they got back to Mordhaus. Geneva's family came down for the wedding. Everyone was surprised to learn that she was actually from Israel, her parents anyway. She was adopted by an American family when she was a baby, but left to find her real parents when she was 18.

Geneva walked down the aisle wearing a long wedding gown. The ceremony was not only lavish but beautiful; the reception was equally the same. A few of the caterers burned to death, but everyone was able to forget about it. After they cut the cake, and opened the gifts they prepared to leave for their honeymoon to Paris France. She tossed the flowers which were surprisingly caught by one of the level 2 workers.

"Who do you think will get married next?" Amelia asked.

Everyone shrugged their shoulders.

"Well, I hope it's me," Angelina said with a smile.

"Uh maybe," Nathan responded.

"Yous twos would makes the best wedding couple," Toki said smiling.

"We could to," Drew told him.

"Maybe," Murderface said. "Let's just enjoy the part for now."


Geneva's Planner

Monday: Yay! I got one of these things. I don't know how to use it though, I'm sure I'll get the hang of it soon!

Tuesday: Okay, I got all the information I need about the girls activities. I need to get Angelina a new studio-and some extra staff to help her. Vanessa needs to get more out there. I think I could make her a super model in no time. Drew has just finished a movie-I must look into better movie roles.

Friday: I discovered something new, Bianca can cook! Ask Bianca about a possible cooking show. Talk to the producer of Tough Times Movie about Drew. Get the internet store set up for Angelina to use. Stay away from the band, until they stop wanting to kill me!

Wednesday: Paid off all debts! Well except one, but he won't find me. Start the planning for the 'coming out party'. See if Amelia wants to get into anything. Set up an appointment with the casting director. Talk to Josh Jenkins about a photo op.

Thursday: Come up with some ideas about an evening date for everyone, must be perfect! Make sure Drew knows her lines-the appointment set up in two days from now. Got the photo op-four days from now. Party will be ready to go in a few days. Yay-I'm good at this!

Friday: Get a part of town closed off; include part of the National Monument Building! Reserve part of the Reserve the theme park, and the Gardens-beach thing, and Madison Square Garden, put together a romantic Italian getaway. Be prepared to talk to Level 2 staff about their roles in this.

Saturday: Prepare for the wedding! Get the location, priest, and reception area reserved. Make sure Bianca has new recipes for show. Check on Angelina's clothing store, and go over the profit margins-yawn. Get Vanessa a few TV spots. Prepare Dew's trailer for the shot, and make sure she has everything in order. See again if Amelia wants to do anything.

Wednesday: Finish planning wedding-the music and the caterers. Charles is taking care of the honeymoon. Send Angelina get better flowers-lots of them!!!!! See, how her business is going. Check to see how Drew is doing on her movie. Vanessa has a fashion coming up-make sure the outfits look great on her! Get a new set for Bianca's cooking show. Try to get a music contract for Amelia-hope it works!

Saturday: Wedding day!


Mini-Soundtrack:

Metalocylpse them song

Blood Ocean By: Dethklok

At the Beginning By: Donna Lewis and Richard Marx