A.N) Here guys! Look, I know I said the next story would be, "Set Up". But then I got the idea for this. "Set Up" is going to be a surprise couple shot.

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Dedicated to everyone who reviewed "Fib", "Frame", & The Timmy Quickies!


Leave It To Timmy

Chapter 1: Rashel's Friend

The wedding is about 1 month away. And they still had much to do. They had to postpone shopping for Rashel's wedding dress, because Mary-Lynnette tried to chase down Timmy, the previous day. Daphne was flying out to Las Vegas in a week. Rashel picked Keller for her Matron of Honor. But she still had no idea what she was doing. When she was little, instead of thinking of her dream wedding, she was punching holes in walls, cursing the vampires. Spacing the wedding decisions was the worst thing Rashel thought she had ever done. Luckily, Quinn was around to keep her from pulling her hair out.

However, Quinn was very stressed as well. Ever since Timmy had moved into the mansion, Quinn has got the ominous feeling that Timmy was up to something.

The couple was sitting on a couch in the living room, while Keller was half listening to everything Hannah was saying, but was slightly confused. She was fighting the urge to fall asleep. And Hannah was pacing back & forth, running her mouth, and staring at her clipboard. They were still making decisions. Rashel look so stressed she was about to faint. Why did Quinn pick a date that was so close! We're nowhere near ready! she thought.

Quinn snaked arms around her waist, and pulled her close. We still have plenty of time, he insisted through telepathy. Plus, we have been engaged for awhile. You just procrastinated. Rashel elbowed him in the ribs. Don't rub it in, she thought in her mind. She smiled at him and turned her attention back to Hannah, who was still yapping away.

Hannah stopped pacing and tapped her clipboard with her pen. "Ok. You still need your wedding dress. The Matron of Honor and the Brides Maids still need their dresses too, so we'll go shopping tomorrow. We'll go to a floral shop sometime soon to pick the flowers for you bouquet. You and Quinn need to pick a wedding song. And. . . . ." Hannah trailed off.

"Does your list of 'To Do's' end soon?" Keller asked in annoyance. Hannah smiled.

"It would be shorter if someone hadn't escaped the last time we tried to make arrangements." Hannah answered, looking at Rashel with a silly smile.

"I get it. I procrastinated. Can we please just drop it?" Rashel said rolling her eyes. One of the maids entered and bowed.

"Lady Hannah, another person has come as a guest for the wedding." she informed. Hannah looked confused. She turned the page over on her clipboard has skimmed. "Who?" she asked not taking her eyes of the paper. Someone answered for the maid.

"Hey, Kitten. You weren't planning on getting married without me knowing, now were you?" an unknown voice (to Quinn) said. Rashel immediately knew who had come, and was excited. Kitten!! Quinn thought pissed off.

"Oh my gosh! Elliot!" Rashel identified. Elliot was one of the lancers that she use to work with, when she was the Cat. The lancer slowly walk to Rashel, while she jumped out of Quinn arms, and gave him a big hug. Elliot snuggled in Rashel's shoulder.

Hannah gave a small smile. She turned away to continue her list, but squeaked when she saw Quinn's face.

Rashel may have been happy to see Elliot, but Quinn was different. He glared at the lancer with wrath, hatred. Keller was sure there was fire in the background behind Quinn. His thoughts were equal to his dislike to Rashel's friend.

He better back off MY Rashel, or I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!


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