Last Time on Romeo & Wendiet:
Romeo kept yanking his leg, hoping to get his foot free. Wendy was now helping him, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him backwards.
Fortunately, it only took one large pull to get the boy free. Unfortunately, once he was free, the two ended up stumbling backwards, and falling into the ever-cliche position of Wendy being on the ground while Romeo had her caged between his arms. Wendy's cheeks were ablaze with embarrassment. Romeo's would have been too, except for the fact that he caught sight of Carla's fiery gaze.
And it was aimed right at them.
"H-Hey..." the boy nervously stuttered, taking a quick glance down at Wendy, then back to Carla.
"...does this look as bad as it looks?"
Normal POV:
Romeo didn't even have time to think as he jumped off Wendy and narrowly dodged the sword being swung at him.
"First. You. Kill. My. Niece. Then. You. Try. To. Take. My. Daughter's. Innocence!" Carla fumed between swings. "DIE!"
"Ah!" Romeo ducked from another sword swing as he was chased all over the room. "Okay, first, sorry about your niece. I'm sure she was a lovely person when she wasn't trying to kill you."
Carla went for another stab at his head, which he just managed to dodge.
"Second, NO. I was not trying to do... that"
Romeo jumped as the sword was now being swung at his legs.
"And finally, WHO THE FUCK HAS A SWORD WITH THEM AT FIVE IN THE MORNING?! DID YOU SLEEP WITH IT OR SOMETHING?! WHO DOES THAT?!"
(Back in the real world, a certain red head enjoying a delicious piece of strawberry cake sneezed.)
"Like you tried to do with my daughter?!" Carla retorted, once more aiming for Romeo's face.
"Have you not been listening?"
Wendy could only stare as she watched her best friend being chased around the room by, well, her other best friend. Finally, she snapped out of her little daze and decided to help.
"Ca-Mom! Stop!"
The white feline didn't hear her though, she was too busy trying to either decapitate or emasculate Romeo.
Or both.
Probably both.
"Hyaaauugh!" the cat shouted as she slashed once again, this time managing to graze Romeo's left side. "Haha! Got you!"
The sky mage saw there was no reasoning getting to her "mother" while she was like this. She also saw that Romeo was getting tired, only being able to run without anything to defend himself from the cat's merciless onslaught.
She glanced over to where Romeo left his sword (because really, who sleeps with their sword? (again the cake-eating red head sneezed. "I must be catching a cold.")) and went to grab it. "Romeo!" she called to him.
"Kinda busy Wendy!" the flame mage shouted back, dipping and ducking from all of Carla's sword-strikes.
"Romeo, here!"
Wendy tossed him the sword. He saw it and managed to catch it by the hilt, bringing it down just in time to intercept a strike that otherwise would have pierced his heart. "Oh," he said in surprise, "Thanks Wen!"
"Wendiet!" Carla hissed, "Why are you helping him?!"
"Beca- because..." Wendy desperately tried to come up with an answer.
Meanwhile, Carla's anger had pretty much reached its boiling point. She was still slashing away at the tiring Romeo (The cut in his side wasn't helping him much either). She managed to get one cut to the hand he held his sword in, disarming him, and another at his ankle which made him fall over. She was about to go for a final strike when-
"Don't! I love him!"
Carla stood paralyzed as she gaped at her daughter, who quickly covered her mouth once she realized what she'd said. "You... you what?"
Romeo saw his opportunity and took it. He grabbed his sword from where it fell and swung it in a circular motion at Carla's to disarm her and take her sword. He then got up and pointed his sword at her. "Haha!" he laughed triumphantly, "Now, are we done here?"
But as it turned out, Carla wasn't even paying attention to Romeo. She just kept looking back and forth between him and Wendy, trying to comprehend what her "daughter" had just said.
"You... he... you and... what?"
"Wendy I think you broke her."
"Ca-mother," Wendy corrected herself, finding it hard to remember that she still had to play a character when she saw her "friend" in distress, "Are you alright?"
"I- uh- NO!" Carla screamed, causing the two teens to jump, "NO! I am NOT alright! When did- When did this even happen?!"
"Well, it sort of happened at the party..." said a nervous Wendy.
"Bu-But Wendiet! You're supposed to be married to Count Mestis this Thursday!"
"Yeah, about that..." Wendy looked away from her.
"What?"
"I'm sort of... already married..."
"What?" Carla repeated, "You don't mean to..." Her eyes left Wendy and went to the fidgeting ravenette.
"Heheh," the boy nervously chuckled, rubbing the back of his head with one hand while he still pointed his sword with the other. "I guess I'm your new son-in-law?" He then realized he still had her at sword-point, and threw the weapon away. "Sorry, mom," he added sheepishly.
Carla's eyes were as big as saucers at this point, and those saucers watched as the son of her sworn rivals went to stand next to her only daughter (Romeo had decided that was the place he'd have the best chance of surviving).
"I- but... no..." Carla whispered.
"Mother, I know you don't approve, but I do love him. So, for my sake, can you please call off the wedding between me and Mestis, and can our families finally put our rivalry to an end?"
It took a couple minutes, but Carla had finally caught up with everything that was happening. And when she did, her expression turned ice cold.
"No, Wendiet, we cannot!"
"But mo-"
"No. Not only is he a Conboltugue, but it was just yesterday that he killed Erbalt in cold blood. Since you... like him, I guess I'll make sure he's escorted out of the city safely. But you shall still be married to the count this Thursday. You can't stay with this one Wendiet, he's banished. And boy, you know you can't be with her."
"I know that," Romeo stated, "I know I can't be with her. I know I'm probably not even good enough for her. But I still want to try. So please, can you do as she says?"
"Romeo..." Wendy whispered.
"Is that how you really feel?" Carla raised her eyebrow.
Romeo sighed. "It is."
"Hm, very well then," Carla bowed her head and smiled.
"So... you'll let us stay together?" Romeo asked hopefully.
"Huh? Oh... no." Carla turned her head towards the open doorway. "GAURDS!"
Romeo and Wendy's faces turned to those of panic as they heard what sounded like two very large men approaching. Romeo's face paled even more so once he saw those men were Elfman and Gajeel.
"Gaurds, take this boy away. Make sure he never sets foot in this house again."
The two guards nodded and went to grab the rainbow fire mage. He struggled, kicked, punched, but eventually they managed to subdue him (Wendiet may need a new chair, but they're rich so... whatever). Wendy kept screaming and crying "No!" the whole time, but another guard (Bickslow) held her back.
Wendy and Carla watched as Romeo was carried across the orchard. Wendy with a look of horror, Carla with a look of triumph.
"Aaaannnd stay out!"
Okay I know it's short. I know it's probably not my best. I just had to get Romeo separated from Wendy. Next chapter will be better, I promise.
Still, Romeo being chased by a cat with a sword. Mental image alone should at least be worth a small laugh.
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