Her Forged Wedding
(Credits to Voltage Inc.)
Disclaimer : I don't own My Forged Wedding.
Introductions according to the application, My Forged Wedding:
Fionna King; the MC on the app.
Marshall Lee; Takamasa Saeki, the sadistic scriptwriter. In this story, Singer and Songwriter.
Flame prince, Ignitus; Yamata kougami, the nasty High school teacher.
Prince Gumball, Grayson Gumball; Ren Shibasaki, the Mysterious prince from a foreign land. He is known to be a quiet man but in this story, he's not so quiet.
Finn Mitchell; Kajima Yuta, the Easily jealous goofy comedian. (Goofy was added in.)
Blaine Morris Owen, BMO; Takao Maruyama, the awkward, friendly and gentle Lawyer.
Jacob Nelson, Jake; Kunihiko Aikawa, CEO of an IT company. Loves baseball, appears laidback and casual.
Everyone in this story are humans.
*Passengers going to New York, please alight at the next stop* Announced the P.A (Public announcement). Fionna King got her duffel bag ready to alight the train. The 19 year old had just graduated from college and was currently looking for employment. She couldn't find any back in her old town and was on her way to find her distant relative, Uncle Jacob Nelson.
Her sister, Catherine King, nicknamed Cake, had asked a favour of Jacob to help Fionna find a job in Town. Being the President and CEO of a large company in New York, he is known and very successful in the business industry and Cake hoped Jacob had some connections in which could help Fionna get a job interview. Cake had already made the arrangements and contacted Jacob informing him of Fionna's arrival in hopes of getting his help and got a warm reply. Right now, Fionna had just alighted the trainstop and was heading out of the station. There were skyscrapersand throngs of people around. Her first sight was overwhelming.
She decided to give her Uncle a call first to inform him of her arrival.
*Riiiing* Went the phone line.
" Hello ? " Asked the other line.
" Hello ? It's me Fionna. Fionna King ? " Fionna answered.
" Fionna ? " Asked the line.
" Fionna, from Dallas. " Fionna replied.
" Oh Fionna ! " The other line exclaimed.
Jacob's voice brightened up.
' For the president of a very successful IT company, he's pretty friendly and easy to talk to. ' Fionna thought to herself. She eased up and relaxed a bit.
" I just arrived at the station. Can I head over now ? " Fionna asked.
" Oh, actually, can you pick up some things for me at the store ? " Jacob asked.
" At the store ? " Fionna was confused.
" I'll text you the list right now, so can you stop by the supermarket on the way and buy those items ? " Jacob pleaded.
" Sure ... " Fionna hesitantly agreed.
" Thanks ! " Jacob exclaimed and hung up.
After a few seconds, Fionna got a text. ' Alkanet, Basil Holy, Elderflower,... '. These were all imported spices and Fionna should know since she always help Cake out with her cooking. With that, Fionna headed towards the nearest supermarket in the district.
' What a fancy supermarket ... it's nothing like the markets back home. ' Fionna thought to herself as she found one of the workers in the supermarket to direct her to the spice section to get the ingredients. The spices were all imported and apparently were hard to reach given Fionna's height of 5'7" at 19. Then, as she was jumping to get the last of the spices off the shelf, a red head came along to see this bunny hopping non stop almost knocking everything off the shelves.
" If you can't reach, you should get help. Brainless. " The red head chided Fionna as he fetched the spice Fionna was jumping for, tossed it into her basket and walked away leavng Fionna stunned and offended.
But she snapped out of it when someone from behind her honked her to get out of the way if she wasn't getting anything in that aisle and left the supermarket after paying, heading to the address given to her. She was expecting a residential neighbourhood, but she was walking towards Historic Orchard Street Shopping District. ' It's called a shopping district, but its nothing like what I'm used to. It's a high-end and fashionable place. ' Fionna thought to herself. ' Do they have residences here ? ' Fionna asked herself. Then as she walked by a shop. A man standing in front of the display window caught her eye. Inside the display, were gorgeous wedding dresses even though Fionna wasn't one for wearing dresses or skirts for that matter.
The man stood still as he stared at the dresses. She could tell from his side profile that he was handsome with light pink hair, he was tall and wore a pink shirt, grey vest and loose black tie. ' I wonder if he's getting married soon. ' Fionna thought to herself. ' Who's the lucky woman getting married to a cute guy like that ? ' Fionna wondered. ' She must be pretty too '. The man turned around as if he noticed her staring at her. She didn't have time to look away, and their eyes met. " Yes ? " The man asked with a friendly but questionable look. " Um ... Nothing. " Fionna replied hurriedly and walked away. The man stared at her as she kept walking. ' Is he still staring at me ? ' Fionna was worried. ' But he had pretty-colored eyes. Were they color contacts ? Or maybe he's biracial ? ' Different thoughts crossed Fionna's mind as she headed towards Uncle Jacob's address.
" Long Island ... named after the island in New York ? " Fionna asked herself. She arrived at the address she'd been looking for. It wasn't a house, but a sports bar called Long Island. ' He can't possibly live here. ' Fionna thought to herself in disbelief. ' Do I have the wrong address ? ' Fionna asked herself. She looked around but didn't see any residences nearby.
" You're not going inside ? " asked a voice from behind Fionna.
It sounded like it belonged to a guy. " Huh ? " Fionna asked. She turned around to find a guy with large ocean blue eyes standing behind her. He was about a foot to 2 feet taller than herself wearing blue v-neck with a white hoodie with bear ears and fitting jeans with a chain, black converse and a black wristband on his left hand. He looked at Fionna with a friendly and approachable smile.
" Aren't you going in ? The bar should be open now. " The guy informed.
" Yeah but I think I'm at the wrong place. " Fionna replied.
" I see where did you want to go ? " The guy asked shocked.
" I came to see Jacob Nelson. " Fionna replied.
" But I think I have the wrong address. " Fionna informed.
" You're looking for Jake ? He's probably inside. " The guys said warmly.
" Jake ? You know my Uncle ? " Fionna asked surprised at the news.
" Uncle ? He seems a little young to have a niece your age. " The guy exclaimed obviously shocked at the news.
" Oh he's not really my Uncle ... " Fionna tried to clarify.
" Doesn't matter. We'll talk inside. C'mon in ! " He cut off.
The guy cheerfully opened the door for Fionna, she went in pushed along by the guy's enthusiasm. ' Wow. What a fancy bar. ' Fionna thought to herself as she gawked at the place. ' There's a huge TV ! It's a sports bar alright. ' Fionna thought. She'd never gone to bars like this, so naturally she looked around in awe. The guy who led her in yelled towards the back of the bar.
" Hey, Jake. There's someone here to see you ! " He called.
" Someone ? " A man with mustard blonde hair stuck his head out from the counter, and beamed brightly as soon as he saw Fionna.
" Are you ... Fionna ? " He asked.
" Uncle Jacob ? " Fionna asked.
" I knew it was you, Fionna ! It's nice to see you ! " Jake sang happily making his way out of the counter tp give Fionna a fatherly hug.
" Oh, you two know each other ? " The guy who led Fionna in asked.
" She's my distant relative ! She came from Dallas, Texas. " Jake introduced.
" Oh, so that's what she meant by ' Uncle '. " The guy said.
" You must be tired. Why don't you have a seat ? " Jake said to Fionna. At his urging, Fionna sat at the counter. Jake was dressed awfully casual. He was wearing a hat, a shirt and flip flops. ' This is Uncle Jake ... ' Fionna thought to herself. ' I don't remember him like this. ' Fionna noted.
" Did you buy what I asked you to ? " Jake asked.
" Oh yeah. Here. " Fionna replied handing Jake the bag of spices.
" Thanks. We ran out of these. I owe you big time. " Jake thanked Fionna.
" Is this bar ... your company, Uncle ? " Fionna asked out of curiosity. SHe was after told that her Uncle was the CEO of an IT company. And juging by the way he dressed and his attitude, he didn't very much seem like it.
" Oh no. My company is different from this. "Jake explained as he put the spices on the shelves. " I have employees run the company. "
" And this bar is my hobby. " Jake continued. " A sports bar ? " Fionna was confused.
" Isn't it fun to watch sports with lots of people ? " Jake asked. " So I thought, why not open a sports bar ? " Jake sang.
" He says lots of people, but it's only a few regulars. " The guy who led Fionna in clarified. Fionna nodded with her mouth in an ' O ' shape in understanding.
" It doesn't matter. I'm running this bar as a hobby. " Jake defended with a half offended and half nonchalant look. Fionna fet the tension and kept silent. Jake looked and acted like a slacker, a lazy man by heart. She couldn't imagine him running a company. ' Is he really the president of his own company ? ' Fionna asked herself in doubt. ' Well, there are different kinds of leaders ... ' Fionna reasoned. She suddenly felt uneasy. In the middle of the bar was a large TV screen. A news report began ...
" In today's news, the booming tech company , purchased a major overseas software company. Here is a clip from the press conference held by the CEO. " The announcer began. The screen switched to a video footage. In front of the large crowd of media was ... Uncle Jake.
" Thank you for joining us today. I am Cheif Executive Officer of , Jacob Nelson. I am here today to announce the agreement to purchase ... " The footage played. Fionna stared in awe and disbelief. " Ha ha. I look good on TV. " Jake laughed light heartedly. He looked respectable in a suit. It's so different from how he currently looked.
" Jake, you look like the president of that company. " The guy who led Fionna in exclaimed. (Sorry 'bout the repeated introduction. Can't reveal his identity yet.)
" Not just look like. I am the president ! " Jake exasperated.
"Don't look like it..." The guy who led Fionna in mumbled.
"Then what do I look like?"
"Trust me, you don't wanna know..." The guy and Fionna snickered.
Fionna was stunned. This ' bum ' was the president of a successful company ?! Fionna'd heard about when she was still in college. They developed softwares and systems which took off really well. Their revenue and employee numberss had doubled, and they were growing rapidly.
' I can't believe he's the president of the company ! ' Fionna thought to herself rubbing her eyes to see if she was hallucinating and speculating her Uncle from top to bottom. ' You really can't judge a book by it's cover. ' Fionn mentally noted.
" So Fionna, I heard you haven't found employment yet. " Jake changed the subject. Fionna agreed. She explained about looking for work since she graduated but was unsuccessful. Jake's expression grimmed as he explained about the tough market right now. Bad economy. " Yeah, my sales pitches were rejected too. " The guy who led Fionna in shared. Fionna enquired about what he soled. He explained about himself being a comedian, introducing his act to Fionna enthusiastically.
" I'm Finn Mitchell. " The guy introduced himself, grabbing Fionna's hand shaking it roughly. ' No wonder he's so friendly. He's a comedian. ' Fionna thought to herself. " Sorry about the short notice ... but there are a few people I'd like you to meet, Fionna. " Jake cut in on the introductions with a grim expression. Fionna was confused at this.
" Over there. " Jake said as Fionna looked in the direction he was pointing, seeing two men walking into the bar. Jake beckoned them to come in, and they walked towards them. " Hello. I'm Blaine Morris Owen. But you can call me BMO. " One of the two was wearing a nice suit handed Fionna a business card. The card had the name of a law firm.
" You're a lawyer, Mr. Owen ? " Fionna enquired. " Theres's no need for formalities. You can me by my nickname. " BMO smiled.
" Ok ... BMO " Fionna started feeling a little awkward about the nickname. " Its a pleasure to meet you. " Fionn said extending a hand out to BMO.
" Likewise. " BMO beamed accepting Fionna's handshake bowing politely. BMO was talking casually to Fionna asking her about and why she would attend college, getting to know her better when the other of the two men cut in.
" I guess its my turn now. " He said with a smirk showing his pearly whites and somehow naturally sharp teeth which looked like fangs. The man, who had midnight black choppy hair, had red eyes, wore a red flannel shirt and held a red guitar (can't tell it's a bass depending on the look and knowledge of guitars.)
" I'm Marshall Lee. I work in the entertaintment industry. Sorry, but I don't carry cards. " Marshall introduced himself.
" I've been working in this field for years, and built quite a name for myself. " Marshall continued. Fionna was shocked. He looked the part and acted like it too. Marshall smiled and looked at Fionna.
" I've been looking for someone like you. " Marshall began with a smile that said he had something up his sleeve.
" What would I be doing ? " Fionna asked catching Marshall's vibe.
" My job keeps me up dday and night. I need someone who can stay by my side and support my work. " Marshall explained. Fionna nodded in understanding and agreement knowing how hard people had it for themselves in the entertaintment industry. ' Like a personal assistant ? ' Fionna thought as she got her water bottle from her bag to drink some water.
" And I want you to be my toy. " Fionna choked on the water at the sound of his sentence. Fionna was busy coughing the fluid which went into her air pipe when Marshall whispered something she could barely hear. ' I thought I heard ' toy ' ... ' Fionna thought to herself in disbelief as Finn rubbed her back to help her coughing.
" Well I've introduced two of them so far. " Jake stammered as he cut off the introductions looking back and forth between gang and the entrance to the bar. " And the others ... " Jake continued.
" Sorry I'm late ! " Someone cut him off as the door swung open and a red head walked in briskly. Jake glared at him sternly." You're late, Ignitus. I told you to be on time. " Jake chided looking very pissed.
The red head, Ignitus, wore a suit somewhat like BMO's but he wore a white shirt, black blazzer and a red tie standing at 5'10". " I had to get away from a certain stalker in the office, almost didn't make it, and some girl couldn't get what she needed from the supermarket so I had to help her. " Ignitus explained shuddering from the thought of hi stalker.
" Ice Queen again ? " Finn asked with a knowing look.
" You said it. She doesn't know when to stop ! She's just about pestered every male in the school including the janitors ! " Ignitus exclaimed.
" It's you ! " Fionna exclaimed as she recognised the Ignitus.
" You're that ... Jake ? " Ignitus stammered as he called out to Jake for clarification.
" Fionna, this is Ignitus Flame. Ignitus, Fionna. " Jake introduced the two who gawked at each other, eyes widened and speechless.
" Ignitus, this is my distant relative, my adorable niece Fionna. " Jake continued much to Ignitus' discontent.
" You have got to be kidding me. " Ignitus grumbled.
" You two've met ? " Jake asked a little relieved about not having awkward introductions but also a little worried because the tension between the two was tense considering they were both blockheads who never backed down and Ignitus being an overboard hothead made it all the more worse.
" I'm sorry if I offended you. " Fionna apologised which made Jake a little shocked. When they were growing up together, Fionna was never one to back down from a fight, provocation, arguement or even an accusation.
" I may have said some offensive things too. " Ignitus reluctantly apologised as he crossed his arms and looked down in a pout.
' She must think this is an interview ! That'd be the only reason the blockhead Fionna would back down from a fight ! ' Jake thought to himself in amusement as he snickered at his adorable niece. " And there's one more ... " Jake started looking around the bar for a certain someone. The door opened slowly and a slender man sauntered in.
" Oh there you are Grayson. " Jake greeted.
" Yeah. Sorry I'm late. " The pink heaad apologised much to Fionna's astonishment. This was the man whom was staring at the wedding dresses through the shop window. he one she thought was getting married.
" We've been waiting for you, Grayson. " Finn smiled as Grayson flashed the gang an apologetic smile and composed himself as he noticed a new face and went quiet.
" Sorry Fionna, he's shy around strangers. He's Grayson Gumball. He's doesn't really say much, but he has great work ethic. He's researching a new drug and ... " Jake dragged on as Fionna thought to herself, ' Hm ? Isn't he the man I met earlier ? ' as she studied the shy man. ' He was the man outside the store staring into the window. I didn't know he was friends with Uncle. Fionna thought to herself.