It was Vicki's turn to be tender.
"Congratulations!!" She said hugging her again. Henry also stepped in for a brotherly hug.
"That is wonderful Coreen, but then, why do I sense apprehension?" Henry looked down at little Coreen.
"It's just, well you like I'm not a fairy okay, so some of the other fairy girls, they aren't happy. You know Clark is quite the catch," Coreen smiled from ear to ear when she said that last bit.
Vicki and Henry were trying to think quick.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, sure he is a um..great catch. So what's the problem? Are they predjudice against goths or something?" Vicki was using her wit to try and soothe Coreen and normally it worked.
"Something like that," Coreen said, her head down.
Vicki took Coreen's hand and led her to the couch. She made her sit down and asked Henry to get Coreen some water.
"She didn't ask for any," Henry responded.
"She really does want some, HENRY," Vicki said throught gritted teeth, making eye motions toward the office door.
"Oh," why didn't you just say so...Vicki rolled her eyes at him. For him to be such a romantic, sensitive man, sometimes he was just a man after all. But a damn fine specimen that's for sure!
Henry blew her a kiss, mouthed "sorry" to which Vicki started motioning toward the door and mouthed "go".
Even though Coreen was very upset, Vicki just couldn't resist watching Henry's backside as it left the office, damn, that was almost as good as seeing him come toward her.
"Coreen, tell me what's wrong. How can I help you?" Vicki was trying her best to comfort her.
"Well," Coreen had pulled her knees to her chest, she was wearing her black boots, a long black skirt and of course, a black top. Her makeup was rather conservative for her, but her hair was straight and jet black, falling down around her shoulders softly. Vicki couldn't resist pushing stray hand of hair back, " they don't like me. I don't understand. I usually fit in with the unusual but the fairy girls, they don't like me. It's not like I'm mundane or something."
Coreen silently crying now, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"What do you care? Clark loves you , he's perfect for you. Fuck 'em.." that was Vicki's answer to everything..fuck 'em.
"It's not that simple Vicki," Coreen sighed."There are rules and one of those rules is you have to join the clan. But to join the clan, you have to be accepted and there's this one, she won't except me."
"Who, you want me to go kick her ass or cut her head off?" Coreen's eyes widened.
"NO!" Coreen knew that Vicki would too. That prompted her to ask Vicki how things had gone.
Vicki gave her the short version and by then, Henry was back with the water.
"What did I miss?" He said handing Coreen a bottle of water, as well as Vicki.
"Nothing really, except that Vicki was offering to cut off someone's head for me" Coreen answered before taking a big gulp of water.
Henry spit his water out on the floor.
"You did what??" Henry said laughing.
"What?" Vicki shrugged," Well, I could. It seems to make things so much easier. Which by the way, my dear husband, how did you end up there with Christina without me knowing."
"OOO-I wanna hear this.." This taking Coreen's mind temporarily off of her problems.
Henry's stomach sank, he thought she wouldn't ask. He should have known better.
He told her how Giles had wanted to put her out to which she nearly came off the couch at him until he explained he'd never agreed.
"I did, however, sneak out, knowing where Christina would be, " he finally admitted.
"I'm sorry, Vicki, I thought it was for the best, I see now that it was uncalled for. Forgive me?" Who couldn't??
"Yeah.." Coreen answered, her eyes lulled by his story.
Vicki snapped her fingers in front of Coreen's face.
"Hey, he was talkin' to me!"
"Yes, but if you do something stupid like that again.." he put his hand up to cut her off.
Brave man.
"I know, I know. You'll stake me yourself," he said.
"No WORSE, remember the week before the wedding..?? Add a few more.." she grinned at him, his eyes filled with that horrific thought.
Vicki knew there was no way that would ever happen, but Henry didn't. He still couldn't believe she had so much control that week. The thought made him shudder.
"So can we get back to my issue please, sheesh.." Coreen sighed.
"Sorry Coreen. So how can we help?"
"I don't know," she started to cry again, great a weepy goth.
"All I know is that if I'm not accepted and we get married anyway, then they will curse Clark and he'll age to the real age he is and that will be it, it's over.." She wailed.
"It can't be that bad..how old is he?"
Vicki was unprepared for what Coreen said next..
"He's 850 years old..."
"Wow, better get that presription of Viagra filled.." Vicki had such a way with words...