Amelia gave a fake grin, one that only her closest friends and family members could see through. While she looked happy and cheerful on the outside, hell only a true southern woman could understand was brewing inside her. A deep, fiery pit of hell.
Why was she so upset, angry, inraged, furious you may ask. Only one reason, and may dear sweet baby Jesus have mercy on her soul, what a reasonable reason it is.
She was having family over...
Now, this sounds a bit farfetched for the sociable young girl, considering how she absolutely loved having people over, but that was until she met her inlaws.
Amelia's husband, Arthur Kirkland, is a quirky, yet endearing, young gentleman who she had met through school when he was sent over the Atlantic to study in America. Their meeting wasn't exactly 'love at first sight'(Arthur still has scars from where she had scratched him) but it figures opposites do attract, and they had somehow ended up together(After Mathew, poor, poor Mathew had found them toppled over eachother on his bed.)
Soon after, the 'lovely' couple was married off. All family members and friends were invited, packing up an entire church.
Back to the subject, Amelia was pissed, and Arthur could smell it.(Remember the saying 'women smell fear', men smell womens' anger so the can be sure what to fear. They also detect periods.) To say it terrified Arthur is an understatement. Normally, Arthur would have tried to calm his firecracker of a wife, but his manhood was at stake.
But, why are her inlaws so bad, you might ask. Well...
CRRRASH!
"Hey, where in this shit hole do you keep the booze!?"
"Ohonhonhonhonhonhon..."
"AHHH!"
"Keseseseseseseseses..."
"GILBERT!"
"Fusososososo..."
"CHIGI!"
"DOITSU! HELP ME!"
Amelia cringed at the loud arrange of yells and crashes around her. It was going to be a long week...
~~~A/N~~~
Hi readers! I wrote this a really long time ago on my IPhone, and I didn't know wheather to put it on here or not. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but it's here for your entertainment anyways!