Fredi
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" Wakey, wakey my sleepy head." I hear. I open my eyes after an hour of sleep. Oh My God Ned's face! I scream, backing up into the couch. Basically flipping over the couch.
" Are you alright my baby?" He says, touching me plus trying to help me up.
" Don't touch her!" Sam exclaims, holding one of his shoes. Ned backs up away from me and Sam helps me up by my arms.
" I got the dress my darling!" Ned says, smiling. Gibby had gotten off the coffee table. He goes to a closet taking the suit carriers out, then lies the dress and the tuxes out. My dress is as pouffy as my grandma's marshmallow meringue pie. I can't wear this. I forbid to wear this! Sam mouths to me, ' We have to stall'. I can stall. I'm good at stalling.
" I have to take my shower, my mother will do your make-up and hair." Ned says. He starts to walk away to the other side of the house. Desperate times calls for desperate measures.
" Oh Neddy," I say, seductively. He turns to me with a big smile.
" Yes, my cherry Fredi." Ugh. Try not to roll eyes. I take a step closer and touch his arm. He looks down at my hand. I look seductively into his eyes.
" We have a little problem. The dress is too big." Doing a bit of a begging voice. " I've always dreamed of my wedding dress being a bit more, slender." Tugging on his shirt. " You know, hugging my curves. I've also been admiring lace lately for my wedding dress." I start to play with the buttons. " And also something with a little heart bust to exsanguinate my…"
" Oh yeah." Ned says with a trembling voice. He's such a teenage boy.
" And also,"
" Yeah.."
" I've always wanted an outdoor wedding." I lean in and kiss him on the cheek. I can only imagine the others gagging. I then look back into his eyes.
" Mom! We need to go shopping!" Ned yells, running off. I turn to the gang. Their mouths are practically on the floor.
" And you said I couldn't act." I say, accusingly. Gibby starts clapping. Sam and Carl quickly join. I curtsy. We all then take a seat waiting for what's gonna happen next.
" Too bad Ned blended our phones because I would have totally tweeted about this." Sam says. I try not to remember. I practically started crying when I saw my baby be blended. Carl starts whistling a tune that we all know. Got to love Gwen Stefani.
" If I could escape I would but, first of all let me say, I must apologize for acting stank and treating you this way," Gibby sings.
" Cause I've been acting like sour milk on the floor, It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator, maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold," I sing.
" If I could escape, and recreate a place that's my own world, and I could be your favorite girl, forever, perfectly together. Tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet? If I could be sweet, I know I've been a real bad girl, I didn't mean for you to get hurt, we can make it better, tell me boy wouldn't that be sweet? I want to get away, to our sweet escape, I want to get away, yeah" We all sing. Carl whistles the tune and our enthusiasm quickly dies down.
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Sam
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I sit on the sofa next to Carl. Fredi has been getting ready for an hour. Gibby is in this light purple knee length dress. I move my bow tie so it will stop choking me.
" I hate tuxes." I say.
" You're not alone." Gibby says, taking a sip of whatever she is drinking. How? What? Never mind!
" How am I gonna explain this to Mr. Benson?" Carl says pacing back at fourth. " He's gonna kill me! He's gonna kill all of us!" He then exclaims. I stand up and sit him down in a chair. I bend down to his eyes.
" Calm down. We're all easily gonna be on Mr. Benson's chopping board." I say. I turn my head a bit and see Gibby's shock face with a hint of a smile. I turn around. Oh wow. Fredi stands before the doorway. A cream lace dress clings to her body. The heart bust just, wow. Ned's mom put her hair in a loose bun letting strands of her hair fall in front of her face. Not to mention her make-up is amazing. Really showing off her blue eyes. She's absolutely stunning.
" You broke your promise." Fredi says smiling.
" I sure did." I say. She then walks around me and grabs my black leather jacket. She pats down my pockets.
" What are you doing?" Carl asks.
" You still got Spencer's shock pen?" Fredi asks back.
" Why do you have Spencer's shock pen?" Carl asks.
" There is no time for questions!" I say.
" Why the shock pen?" Gibby asks.
" Well, as Mrs. Dershilt was doing my hair, I remembered that my dad had put that tracking device in my head when I was a toddler. So as I was sitting there, I had realized that the only way we can call for help is….to shock me. The electricity from the pen will cause a shortage in the tracking device causing it to send a signal. If you guys shock me, my dad will get the distress signal and he'll be here faster than Dominos. " Fredi says holding up the shock pen.
" I'm not gonna shock you." Carl says. I nod my head no. She turns to Gibby. I see her questioning it. She takes the pen out of her hand.
" Just do it." Fredi says. Gibby closes her eyes and stabs the pen right on her temple. Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she twitches furiously, then falling into Carl's arms. Carl sits her on the couch. Gibby shocks her again. I cock my eyebrow at her.
" It's the jolt!" She says with a big smile on her face.
" Now, that wasn't half bad." I say, slightly lightening up the room.
In the Seattle Hospital…..
Mr. Benson
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" Push! Mary push!" I say to the woman in front of me. A bouncing baby boy any second now.
" It hurts!" Mary screams.
" Don't complain. Push!" I get my hands ready for the baby. The father faints within a second. " We got a fainter." I add.
" Dr. Benson," I hear.
" Not now nurse Lacy."
" Dr. Benson, it's your daughter's emergency beeper." Oh My God. Anything but that.
" Lacy takeover." I take off my gloves then taking the beeper out of her hand and she takes over. I look down. I run to my office. I sit down in my chair and open the drawer, pulling out the locater. I press the red button. I see it pinpoint her exact location. Oh No. Not that place. I pull out my phone and dial Spencer's number.
" Hello." She says.
" You're not gonna believe where they are." I say.
" The text was a lie." She states.
" No duh. And I'm going to be borrowing the motorcycle."
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Carl
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The sound of crying fills the room. I try not to look at the source. I sit still on the couch trying not to laugh. I sigh and look down at Fredi, face planted on the floor, crying her eyes out.
" Is she okay?" Mr. D asks peeking her head into the room. Gibby sits by her as she cries, patting her back.
" She is. It's just tears of joy. She can't believe she's getting married." Gibby says.
" How wonderful to hear." She says and walks away.
" How bad is it?" Fredi asks lifting her head. Her mascara trickles down her cheeks. Black everywhere.
" Perfect." I say with a thumbs up.
" Like a raccoon." Sam comments. She smiles. Ned's mom comes into the room and gasps at the sight of Fredi. She doesn't say anything. Just grabs her by the hand, pulling out to redo her make-up. As soon as they leave, we start searching for a pair of house keys. The three of us (Fredi was unconscious at the time) made a pact that if Mr. Benson did not show up in twenty minutes, we will have to find a way to blow this joint. We start going insane looking for them. Destroying everything in sight.
" Oh my god!" Sam says having a revelation. He turns to Gibby.
" What?" Gibby asks back.
" You totally can fit in that chimney!" I slap him on the back of his head. I knew, that he knew, that he only wanted to see how stupid Gibby is. She is not that stupid.
" Like Santa?" Gibby says. Wow.
" Hello iCarls." I hear. I turn around and Ned stands behind me with a creepy smile.
" Hey Ned." I say. I'm not delighted right now.
" Carlton. Gibby. Samuel." He says. I hold Sam back. He doesn't like being called Samuel.
" What is it Dersfart?" Gibby asks back annoyed. I cross my arms to hear what the boy has to say.
" It's Dershilt. Any way…I just wanted to let you guys know that if you guys try to stop the wedding with an 'objection' or 'these two should not wed'," He says with an additional step further. " There will be deep consequences." He finishes.
" Stop sounding like my english teacher." Sam comments. A silence appears as we clearly hear a rev of a motor. Why? Oh yes! I dash away from the door area, hiding behind a chair. Within seconds, parts of the door appears in on the floor. I stand up to see the motorcyclist. Mr. Benson?
Fredi
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Ms. Dershilt starts again as she puts on my eyeshadow. I try to do it myself but she insists.
" I always wanted a daughter in law." She sobs. Dear lord save me now! All of a sudden I hear a giant crash from the living room. My eyes pop out. I run out of the bathroom and head to the living room. Dad! Motorcycle? Dad!
" Dad!" I exclaim running to him. I wrap my arms around him. He looks down at me. I look back up with my chin lying on his chest.
" Why are you in a wedding dress?" He asks. I turn my head and the entire Dershilt family stands before us. I let go of him. I point my finger to them.
" They were trying to marry me off." I say in an innocent voice.
" Are you pregnant?" He asks. He always asks this…
" No!" I exclaim. He picks me up by the arms and places me by the door. He bends down to my height and looks me in the eyes.
" Stand here." He says softly, kisses my forehead. I'm not a child. He turns around. " What is wrong with you people?" In a stern voice. Everyone starts mauling each other like animals.
"My dad was on the wrestling team in High School." I say with a large grin.
Sam
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Fist punch!
Carl
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Head lock!
Gibby
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Crock spike!
Carly
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" Kick their ass!" Freddie, Sam and I exclaim in unison. We love a good fight.
Mr. Benson
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Kick in the balls! Sorry, I must sound like a teenager right now. I've never personally met this man but no one marries off my little girl to a weirdo like Ned. He keeps on swinging his fists but they don't collide with anything. It's quite pathetic. Then he grabs my leg like an elementary school boy. I snicker.
" I was on the wrestling team my friend." I say. I grab his shoulders and head bump him on the forehead that sends him to the floor.
" Go Vag Stalker!" Sam says, holding the psychotic mother in a head lock while Carl and Gibby are doing god knows what. The father gets up and tires to hit me again. His muscles are no match for mine! I grab both his arms, twist them, kick him in the knee and slam him to the floor. Carl has gotten hold on of the mother's legs.
" Wait, where is Ned?" Gibby asks frantically. I hold the father's face down. I turn to the door. I see Ned's hand cover her mouth with the other gripping her arm, pinning it down to her side. She squirms.
" Let her go!" Gibby says, tied up to a chair. How did that happen? Gibby tries to move but she only falls to the ground. I turn to Carl and Sam holding on to the mother. No one can save her. I can see the distress in Fredi's eyes. She can't save herself, unless she comes to conclude that it's alright to fight.
Fredi
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I look around as everyone can't help me. Not even Gibby can help me. I don't even know how she tied to the chair. It's a mystery! Ned holds me closer to him.
" Now listen! I am the knight in shining honor!" What the fuck? " She is the damsel in distress, and I am here to save her life!" He says. Oh No He Didn't!
Samantha
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And then he said those words…
Fredi
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I. AM. NOT. A. DAMSEL. IN. DISTRESS! I bite his fingers like a cat that causes him to yelp and let go of me. I grab his tux blazer and full body swing him into the wall. Like a hard slam. Everyone gasps in the background. He tries to regain the situation but I grab the back of his tux, turn him to me, and sock him right in the jaw then kneeing him in the balls, sending him to the floor. Whimpering in pain but I am not finished. I kick him in the gut.
" Knight in shining armor my ass!" I yell. I'm super pissed. I need to punch something.
" Honey." My dad says, holding Mr. D in a headlock. I take off my heel and throw it aiming at Mr. D's face. He become unconscious and my dad lets him fall to the ground. Sam ties Mrs. D to a chair while Carl undoes Gibby from the chair. Still a mystery. I then help Sam put Mr. D in a chair and tie him up.
" Nice punching Fredi." Sam says. I look at his face.
" Thanks." With a smile. I see my dad bend down to Ned. Ned lifts his head and looks at him. I go to stand by my dad. I put my hands on my hips.
" You know what happens to boys who try to marry my daughter without permission." Dad says.
" What?" Ned asks.
" Jail time." He replies. Ned upsettingly moans. Carl and Sam pick him up by the arms. My dad walks outside to phone the police.
" I'm sorry." Ned says. I put my hand on his shoulder.
" No, I'm sorry." I say.
" For what?"
" For this," I punch him straight in the nose. God that hurt my knuckles!
" Nice one Benson." Carl says. I smile.
Samantha
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" This alternate universe knows how to make things epic! Like, who knew female Freddie could beat the living girl out of Ned!" I say.
" I could see Freddie kicking butt." Carly comments.
" All you guys have to do is extremely piss me off." Freddie says.
" Better yet, shave all your hair off." I say. He rolls his eyes. I will never do that to him. Or will I?
Look forward to the new chapters.