A/N: Credit to my best friend for the title, she came up with it and I loved it so I had to take it. I'll be trying to update every day or every other day atleast. Enjoy!

Magenta furrowed a brow, almost in confusion when she picked up the phone as it rang, met by sniffles and small sobs. "...Col, is that you?" She asked after a moment.

"M-Mag... He... He cheated and then l-left." The girl stuttered over her words, wishing they weren't true.

"That pig." Magenta stood up from her bed, despite having just woke up, she was beyond furious. "I have the mind to go find him and skin him alive, feed him to the dogs." She spoke through her teeth.

"Mag-No, please..."

"Columbia..."

"Magenta." The sobs had died down.

A small sigh left Magenta's lips as she paused in her look for clothes, something she didn't mind getting bloody. "Fine, fine. But he shouldn't get away with this."

"I just.. Can I stay with you?" Columbia asked, her voice soft and weary.

"That isn't even a question, get your ass over here."

Three sharp but delicate knocks indicated when Columbia had arrived and Magenta made her way down to open the door, wearing little but a dressing gown and stockings.

"H-Hey, M." Columbia spoke as the door was tugged open, feigning a soft smile as she pushed her suitcases, hat boxes and shoe boxes into the doorway.

"Hello boxes and Col." She spoke, a slight smirk on her lips as she helped her move everything she had brought with her into the house.

"Sorry, is it too much?"

"Oh hush," Magenta muttered, closing the door behind the girl and then tugging her into a tight hug.

Columbia visibly relaxed in the taller girls arms, burying her face into the curve of her neck.

They stayed like that for a few minutes before Magenta tugged back, he gaze trailing over Columbia properly for the first time since she'd arrived. "You know what, you go have a shower and I'll grab some vodka, I think we're going to need it."

The small girl stepped back and wiped her eyes with back of her hand, looking down at herself with a gentle laugh, nodding. "Okay, thank you Mag." She uttered, although it came out a lot quieter than intended.

Magenta pressed a quick kiss to the girl's cheek before plucking the hate from atop of her head, tossing it onto the hat rack then doing the same with her coat and the rest of her clothes until she was left in some black panties and her tap shoes. She tapped her finger against her chin momentarily before lifting Columbia so she could wrap her legs around her waist , using the new position to remove her shoes, tossing them onto the shoe rack behind her, finally nodding as her gaze went back to her face, letting her jump down, "go on."

Columbia's gaze went to her scattered clothes, unsurprised at Magenta's somehow perfect aim, also just as unbothered by her half nudity currently. "Mango juice." She spoke as she ascended the staircase.

"Mango juice and vodka, got it." She laughed, delivering a gentle slap to the smaller girls ass before she made her way into the kitchen.

Columbia let herself look around Magenta's bathroom, it was nice, even if she hadn't been here in a little while, she still knew her way around. "Hey cutie." The pixie sized girl giggled and bent down to pick up the scruffy ginger cat, cuddling her to her chest. "Mama hasn't seen you in a while, huh?" She asked letting the cat jump onto the cabinet and stretching up on her tip toes to stroke her with a grin. "Mag's taken good care of you though, hasn't she? Lucky kitty." She laughed softly.

The curly red head quirked a brow to herself when she heard the high pitched giggle come from the bathroom, because well, not an hour ago Columbia had been crying down the phone, but it made sense when she heard the high pitched voice continue to speak, ah, Ginger. Magenta felt herself smile at the thought of Columbia talking to her cat as she poured two glasses, more at the memory of how Ginger loved Columbia, she'd missed her, she knew she had.

About half an hour more passed before Columbia descended the stairs, her hair still damp and a towel wrapped around her waist, Ginger clutched to her chest.

"Mango juice and vodka." Magenta anounced, holding the glass out to her before tossing a fresh pair of panties she had taken from Columbia's suitcase towards her.

Columbia laughed gently as she caught the panties and tucked them into the towel at her waist, perching on the edge of the couch as she took the drink. "Thanks Mag-" Her words almost caught in her throat when she saw what was in the other's hand.

Magenta had pulled out a credit card, her brow arched. "Look what I found..." She turned over the card. "Mr. Eddie... I hope you were planning on maxing this, Col." She muttered, sliding it across the coffee table towards her.

"M, I can't... It's Eddie!" She protested.

"The same Eddie that cheated on you and left you, 4 days before the wedding?" She asked.

"..Yeah, that Eddie." She mumbled, cuddling the cat closer to her chest and avoiding the credit card, even looking at it.

"Come on, you won't let me skin him alive, isn't this the next best?" Magenta asked, crawling over to the girl before resting her chin on her thigh, sliding a hand into Ginger's fur.

A small smile tugged at Columbia's lips and she nodded slowly, sliding her hand from Ginger's fur into Magenta's hair. "I guess." She admitted.

Magenta's face practically lit up, "So... Shopping spree, pizza?"

A thought went through Columbia's mind, causing her entire expression to fall. "Oh no!"

The high pitched exclamation had even scared Ginger, her back was arched and her eyes were wide. Magenta turned her body to sit a little slanted, leaning between Columbia's thighs as she tugged Ginger into her lap, sliding a hand through her fur, waiting for the shorter girl to explain.

"The Wedding." Columbia finally spoke, hiding her face with her hands after setting her glass down. "I have to cancel everything... The.. The Hen night, the flowers, the church, tell everyone... The Honeymoon." A quiet sob left her throat.

Magenta frowned slightly, mentally killing Eddie a hundred different ways before she set Ginger on the arm of the couch and climbed up onto the couch herself, pulling Columbia into her lap as she tugged at her hands, pulling them away from her face. "Hey." She whispered.

Columbia sniffled softly as her hands dropped to her lap. "W-What will I do Mag?" She asked quietly, choosing to hide her face in the other's chest.

"That's what I'm here for. The Hen night? We'll go out, just me and you, we'll get hammered alright?" She smiled at the girl, brushing a few strands of hair off her face. "I'll call up and sort out the flowers, the church, I'll call people, okay? You won't have to worry about a thing."

Columbia wiped her nose with the back of her hand and blinked down at Magenta through her tears, eventually she nodded. "O-Okay but what about the.. The Honeymoon?" She mumbled, fingering the edge of the Magenta's dressing gown.

Magenta hummed momentarily, resting her chin against Columbia's shoulder. "Well... I think we're due for a vacation, you certainly deserve one."

"Really?! You'll come with me?"

Magenta's throaty laugh filled the room and she nodded, giving a light pinch to Columbia's inner thigh. "Would I pass this up? I'll just get Riff Raff to housesit and take care of Ginger."

Columbia actually squeaked when she felt the pinch before a high shrill of happiness left her mouth. "I'm so excited!"

"So... Shopping spree?"