Hello all! As you can see, I'm back. But this one isn't going to be a long story. These are going to be little one-short stories about how the March sisters prepare different tasks for one of the upcoming weddings.

Any comments, suggestions, ideas... are more than welcome!

Hope you like them!

* The speech drama *

Jo huffed and puffed as she was trying to get comfortable on the couch in Plumfield. They had moved in there a bit over two months ago and they still had to finish the baby's room. She took a pillow from her back and threw it to the floor, angrily, then huffed again, one hand on her nearly-9-month-pregnant belly.

"Baby restless again?" Fritz asked from the doorframe of the living room. Jo turned her head to him as he walked to her, two cups of tea in his hands.

"Rather me this time. Baby's already quiet and asleep." she said, putting the pen and notebook that she had on one hand on the coffee table, then taking one of the cups from her boyfriend. He sat on the coffee table and looked at her as she sipped the tea.

"What's wrong?" he asked

"This damn speech, that's what's wrong! Nothing I think is good enough for Amy and Laurie. And I know it's not going to be as fancy and well written as I'm sure they want it to be!" she exclaimed, annoyed. Fritz just sighed.

"Then, why would she ask you to write one?" he asked, thoughtfully.

"Because she's clearly insane, that's what my little sister is!" she exclaimed, mad. Fritz chuckled.

"You're a great writer, Jo. That's why she asked you to write this speech.," he said, rubbing his girlfriend's arm reassuringly.

"One book doesn't make me a great writer, Fritz! And this is ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!" she protested. Fritz couldn't help but laugh at his girlfriend's outburst. She was like a small, spoilt child who couldn't get her way. "Oh! So, my tragic dilemma amuses you, is that so?" she asked, annoyed. Fritz stopped laughing but still smiled.

"It doesn't, meine Liebe! But I think you're being... dramatisch." he said. Jo raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not being 'dramatisch'. I'm just..." she started. "I don't know what to write!" she confessed. He looked at her. She sighed. "It's Laurie and Amy." she said.

"O...k... so... let's just... how would you describe Amy and Laurie?" he asked. Jo thought for a minute.

"Well... she can be quite annoying... and he can too... she's sort of vain and silly... and he's so full of himself sometimes! and-" she started before he cut her in.

"Ok, how would you describe Amy and Laurie TOGETHER?" he asked. Jo sighed, realising what he meant.

"Well... they just... they fit! They complement each other! He could be a total prat but she would tell him off and he would stop and try to get better for her. And she could be self-centred and childish, but he makes her have her feet on the ground." she started. He nodded. "He looks at her like she's the most precious jewel in the world, with those sparkly eyes every time she walks in a room. And she gets all rosy and her eyes sparkle like stars whenever he's around her. You can see it crystal clear: they're made for each other." she continued. Fritz smiled and she sighed. "They're each other's muses, you know. Their inspirations. In every paint Amy does. In every song Laurie plays. You can see and feel their love through their art, because their love is a work of art. And that's... that's wonderful! Because that's what makes them so for each other. They both are better because the other inspires them to be like that." she concluded. Friederich's smile got wider.

"I think you got your speech." he said. Jo's eyes got bigger, then she smiled. She reached out the coffee table and left the cup on it. Then she grabbed her pen and notebook and kissed Fritz passionately before sitting up and starting writing everything down as fast as she could before forgetting everything she had said. Friederich smiled and watched her as she wrote, her brown curls going all over the place and her eyes shining as she scribbled furiously on the piece of paper. He was more than sure that she was going to write the most memorable speech everyone has ever heard.