Knock knock.
Who's there?
Evil-pig.
Evil-pig who?
Evil-pig-Amy because the last chapter ended on a cliffie that had everyone going "Oh... Remy's trouble! Update!"... AND I'M NOT WRITING ANYTHING ABOUT ROGUE OR REMY IN THIS CHAPTER. Nowt, nada, zilch. Way hey! (yep. listening to The Fratellis again)
Oh! And I'm immortal (Carlisle Cullen turned me), so you can't lynch me ~mwuhaha~ ^_^
Chapter Song
What can this be?
Can you tell me?
Would you like to discover why
We're not free to be lovers?
'Til Tomorrow - Don McLean
Somewhere in New York City, a couple sat in a candlelit corner of a five Michelin star restaurant. The English-Asian model reached across the table to take the blonde man's hand, stroking it gently and reassuring him that his father will eventually accept them as a couple.
"It's just that he's so boneheaded about this. I love you, you love me. What's the big problem?" Warren asked Besty.
"I don't know. But just because he doesn't want us to be together doesn't mean we can't be, luv."
"Yeah... I just wish he'd give up on this stupid idea he and Logan Xavier have. I'm sure his daughter's lovely but I can't marry her."
Betsy squeezed his hand and leaned over the table to kiss him. "How about we just get out of here, luv. Let's go for a walk or something."
Warren smiled and called the waiter over for the check.
-X-O-X-
The couple walked through the moonlit Central Park, far from the noise of car horns and people in the surrounding streets. They took the time to marvel at how this little patch of green was such a haven, how it could be so calm and serene. Eventually, they reached the heart of the park and sat at Bethesda Fountain, sillouetted against the city lights. Betsy ran her hand over the cool water as they sat in a comfortable silence. So absorbed in the peace surrounding them, she didn't notice Warren until her attention turned back to him - on one knee, holding out an amethyst and diamond engagement ring. He barely managed to start his proposal speech before she hugged him tightly and kissing him, declaring to the stars that yes, she would marry him.
Little filler chapter while I try to come up with more plot. Ironically, I have an idea, but it's for a songfic I had no intention of writing 'til I read the lyrics.
