Ever After
Chapter 3 : Batchelor Party
Author's Note: this chapter contains a little more vulgar langauge than usual.
For the wedding, Rena had decided on a plain white wedding dress with the shoulders cut off. She would wear gloves that reached to her elbows and pretty white shoes. Claude would be wearing a plain black-and-white tuxedo.
"Claude, where is your batchelor party? And
who's coming?" Rena asked, two weeks before the wedding.
"SHIT! I forgot about the batchelor party!" Claude
yelled.
"You did? I can't believe that..."
"I'm going to invite Noel, Dias, Bowman and Ashton. I don't
have any idea where I'm going to have it, though...would you mind
helping me make phone calls and stuff?" Claude asked. He
decided to go to a bar in down town Tokyo. Rena made the phone
calls to Expel, and all the people attending the wedding would be
coming in a week.
One Week Later, Tokyo International Airport
"Oh, I'm so nervous!" Rena whined. Her mother was coming to the wedding. She hadn't seen her in nearly a year, and hadn't even talked to her until last week.
Finally the plane containing Celine, Dias, Ashton, Precis, Rena's mother (Westa), Celine's parents, Mars' Elder, Noel, Chisato, the Mayor of Arlia, Precis' dad, Bowman's wife, Bowman, plus a few others.
"Oh my God! Look at your belly, Precis! Hey
everyone, would you excuse Precis and I for a sec?" Rena
asked as she motioned for Precis to follow her. They went and sat
down on a bench outside the Ladie's Restroom. "So, did you
tell him?"
"Yep." Precis replied.
"What did he say?" Rena asked.
"I'll tell you..." Precis said.
One Month Ago (When Precis Got Back from Earth)
"Ashton...I have something to tell
you."
"What is it, Precis?" Ashton asked.
"You know when we had sex on our date anniversary?"
Precis began.
"Yes..." Ashton's voice had a tone in it that was like
'I know exactly what you are going to say...'
"Well...it created a life...I'm pregnant. And I'm already
starting to get a belly," Precis finished her explanation.
Ashton freaked out. His face turned white and he just sat there.
Precis put her head in Ashton's lap.
"Don't worry. I'll be there for both of you."
"Thanks, Ashton. I love you." Precis reached up and put
a sharp kiss on Ashton's lip. "How do Precis Anchors sound
to you?"
They both laughed.
Present
"That's exactly what happened. I meant to
call you, but I couldn't...we had too much preparation making a
room for the baby. If it's a boy, we decided on Alexander Ashton,
and if it's a girl, Nicole Alyssa."
"Those are nice names. I wish Claude would quit being so
distant...all he's ever done is kissed me. He's hardly ever even
touched me! We've gotten a little frisky, but that's it..."
"Haha...well, we better get back the group, we've been
talking for like 10 minutes..." Precis said as she got up
and walked back towards Ashton, grabbing his hand and laying her
head down on his shoulder.
And so the days passed until the night before the wedding...the batchelor party...[hehehehehe]
Claude walked into the STRIP bar with his
buddies, Dias, Ashton, Bowman and Noel.
"All right, boys, drinks are all on me!" Claude said, a
huge smile on his face. He ordered four beers. They all sat down
at the bar.
"Oh, I see, is this a batchelor party?" the bartender
asked.
"Yep!" Claude responded.
"Which one of you lucky bastards are getting married?"
he asked again.
"Me," Claude replied.
"Oh, I see, you'd better not let your woman be cold at
night!" the bartender said with a smile on his face as he
gave Claude a friendly punch on the arm. "Here are your
beers."
"I hope Precis is all right..." Ashton worried.
"Oh, don't worry, she's fine, she's with Rena!" Claude
said merrily. He couldn't believe this was his last night as a
single man. The stripper walked up to him and sat in his lap,
rubbing his manhood. "Knock that fuck off, lady..."
That pissed the dancer off. She walked over to Bowman.
"Hehehehe,"
Bowman smiled slyly. She repeated what she did with Claude, only
a little more vigoriously. "That's right, that's it...oh
yeah..."
"BOWMAN!!" Ashton yelled. "You are married!"
The dancer flipped Ashton off.
After about 6 beers each, and getting a little
buzzed, the guys headed back to Claude's apartment.
"I think I need some sleep. But can I talk with you,
Dias?"
"...I guess..." Dias replied. The other guys went for
their hotel rooms.
"Dias, I need you to be the best man. After all, you are the
guy closest to Rena, other than me..." Claude explained.
"Sure. I guess I can do that." They shook hands and
headed seperate ways.