Chapter 3
"Where is my voodoo dolly?" Mariemaia nearly cried with frustration.
"I'd hate to not
ruin this day for Miss Relena-tron 5000, especially after what happened
three years ago," she
thought miserably.
"Is this it?" Hilde asked, holding out a basket of rose petals.
"Um.. no but thanks anyway" Mariemaia said, taking the basket
grudgingly so that Hilde would go away.
Even though Lady Une and the others had told her repeatedly that it
wasn't her fault; that she had simply
been a puppet of her power-hungry grandfather Dekim, she still felt
that it wasn't fair and that she should get
credit for it. Even at school,
some of her classmates still regarded her with mistrust, well duh
wouldn't you if you had the girl who tried to take
over the world in you class?? She could still remember a little girl,
dressed in silly clown regime, declaring war , and
threatening to throw a tantrum if anyone was mean to her and refused to
pet her freak on a leash. Mariemaia
couldn't help but
shiver a little; its was January 17th and only 5 degrees, even with a
heater in the building! As she hurried out to
get ready to walk up
the aisle, she couldn't help but pray silently as she jabbed her voodoo
doll that she had just discovered hiding in
her pocket with needles, "Please let something go wrong; please let
something go wrong..."
Elsewhere, Relena-tron 5000 was being fussed over by at least ten
people who couldn't figure out how to turn her
off.
"Mother, I am so nervous!" she said.
Fluffing her daughter's veil, Mrs. Darlian said soothingly, "Don't
worry
Relena, everything is going to be fine. I felt the same way when I
married your
father. Well, no I didn't, I am just doing a bad job of trying to make
you feel better."
At the mention of Vice Foreign Minister Darlian, mother and daughter
fell over, resembling the horrible day five years
ago when he had been assassinated, and drawn on
by Lady Une.
"I wish Father could be here with me today," Relena-tron 5000 said
softly. She still had
difficulty with the fact that she would have to walk down the aisle
alone, since she lost her right leg last week and
she had a lot of trouble walking without assistance.
Relena-tron 5000 quickly shook herself out of that trance; it would do
no good to cry.
And besides, she thought somewhat ruefully, the press would have a
field day at the zoo if they
saw her walk out with puffy eyes and smeared makeup and she didn't'
want them to have any fun.
"Relena-tron 5000, it's time," Miss Noin called from the doorway.
"Mariemaia has already
taken her place, and the bridesmaids have almost completely entered the
chapel also. Oh
yes," she added humorously, "Jerry called out, 'Hi Mom! Hi Dad! and
Please don't let Heero marry Relena-tron
5000 I hate her' but other than that,
everything is going perfectly."
Relena-tron 5000 nodded. "Thank you Miss Noin," she called. Then
taking a deep breath,
she stepped out.
the wedding pretty much sucked so we decided to skip that part...
after the wedding...
Relena-tron 5000 was exhausted. There simply was no other word for it.
She had thought
flying around on shuttles to attend meetings around the clock had been
difficult, but
standing through a ceremony, taking hundreds of pictures, shaking
hundreds of hands, posing for the
media, and all the while keeping a smile on her face had exhausted her.
As she glanced over at
Heero, who had not shaken anyone's hand and had only inclined his head
slightly to each
well-wisher, she could tell he felt the same. Despite the fact that he
was an ex-soldier, the fatigue
was faintly visible in his eyes, or maybe it was boredom, she thought
wryly. She sighed,
but then slipped her hand through his, and was comforted when he ripped
her arm off.
After the long line of well-wishers had passed, Relena-tron 5000 and
Heero escaped to the
limousine that awaited them to take them to the restaurant for the
reception.
Once inside, Relena-tron 5000 heaved a big boulder at Heero.
"Heero, sometimes I wish I weren't a princess," she couldn't help but
complain
to him. "All this protocol to follow, and all these fancy details! It
gets so
aggravating!"
Heero's mouth twitched. "God, you are such a whiney bitch," he said
simply, but looked at her with
such evil hatred that Relena-tron 5000 felt some of her exhaustion slip
away. Sighing, she
leaned against him.
"But you know what Heero?" she said softly, "I couldn't be happier
right now.
Odd, isn't it?"
Heero didn't respond, but she knew he felt the same.
However, this tender moment would not last. (Thank God)
Because all of the sudden the heard a thunk and looked behind them
seeing Wufei's bloody body being
dragged behind the car. He had been standing behind the limousine
smoking a cigarette when it drove off
only to find that his suit had somehow got caught on the car dragging
him to his almost certain death. So as
rocks and pebbles and other various road shrapnel became wrenched into
poor Wufei he let out a week cry
of, "INJUSTICE!"
"Where is my voodoo dolly?" Mariemaia nearly cried with frustration.
"I'd hate to not
ruin this day for Miss Relena-tron 5000, especially after what happened
three years ago," she
thought miserably.
"Is this it?" Hilde asked, holding out a basket of rose petals.
"Um.. no but thanks anyway" Mariemaia said, taking the basket
grudgingly so that Hilde would go away.
Even though Lady Une and the others had told her repeatedly that it
wasn't her fault; that she had simply
been a puppet of her power-hungry grandfather Dekim, she still felt
that it wasn't fair and that she should get
credit for it. Even at school,
some of her classmates still regarded her with mistrust, well duh
wouldn't you if you had the girl who tried to take
over the world in you class?? She could still remember a little girl,
dressed in silly clown regime, declaring war , and
threatening to throw a tantrum if anyone was mean to her and refused to
pet her freak on a leash. Mariemaia
couldn't help but
shiver a little; its was January 17th and only 5 degrees, even with a
heater in the building! As she hurried out to
get ready to walk up
the aisle, she couldn't help but pray silently as she jabbed her voodoo
doll that she had just discovered hiding in
her pocket with needles, "Please let something go wrong; please let
something go wrong..."
Elsewhere, Relena-tron 5000 was being fussed over by at least ten
people who couldn't figure out how to turn her
off.
"Mother, I am so nervous!" she said.
Fluffing her daughter's veil, Mrs. Darlian said soothingly, "Don't
worry
Relena, everything is going to be fine. I felt the same way when I
married your
father. Well, no I didn't, I am just doing a bad job of trying to make
you feel better."
At the mention of Vice Foreign Minister Darlian, mother and daughter
fell over, resembling the horrible day five years
ago when he had been assassinated, and drawn on
by Lady Une.
"I wish Father could be here with me today," Relena-tron 5000 said
softly. She still had
difficulty with the fact that she would have to walk down the aisle
alone, since she lost her right leg last week and
she had a lot of trouble walking without assistance.
Relena-tron 5000 quickly shook herself out of that trance; it would do
no good to cry.
And besides, she thought somewhat ruefully, the press would have a
field day at the zoo if they
saw her walk out with puffy eyes and smeared makeup and she didn't'
want them to have any fun.
"Relena-tron 5000, it's time," Miss Noin called from the doorway.
"Mariemaia has already
taken her place, and the bridesmaids have almost completely entered the
chapel also. Oh
yes," she added humorously, "Jerry called out, 'Hi Mom! Hi Dad! and
Please don't let Heero marry Relena-tron
5000 I hate her' but other than that,
everything is going perfectly."
Relena-tron 5000 nodded. "Thank you Miss Noin," she called. Then
taking a deep breath,
she stepped out.
the wedding pretty much sucked so we decided to skip that part...
after the wedding...
Relena-tron 5000 was exhausted. There simply was no other word for it.
She had thought
flying around on shuttles to attend meetings around the clock had been
difficult, but
standing through a ceremony, taking hundreds of pictures, shaking
hundreds of hands, posing for the
media, and all the while keeping a smile on her face had exhausted her.
As she glanced over at
Heero, who had not shaken anyone's hand and had only inclined his head
slightly to each
well-wisher, she could tell he felt the same. Despite the fact that he
was an ex-soldier, the fatigue
was faintly visible in his eyes, or maybe it was boredom, she thought
wryly. She sighed,
but then slipped her hand through his, and was comforted when he ripped
her arm off.
After the long line of well-wishers had passed, Relena-tron 5000 and
Heero escaped to the
limousine that awaited them to take them to the restaurant for the
reception.
Once inside, Relena-tron 5000 heaved a big boulder at Heero.
"Heero, sometimes I wish I weren't a princess," she couldn't help but
complain
to him. "All this protocol to follow, and all these fancy details! It
gets so
aggravating!"
Heero's mouth twitched. "God, you are such a whiney bitch," he said
simply, but looked at her with
such evil hatred that Relena-tron 5000 felt some of her exhaustion slip
away. Sighing, she
leaned against him.
"But you know what Heero?" she said softly, "I couldn't be happier
right now.
Odd, isn't it?"
Heero didn't respond, but she knew he felt the same.
However, this tender moment would not last. (Thank God)
Because all of the sudden the heard a thunk and looked behind them
seeing Wufei's bloody body being
dragged behind the car. He had been standing behind the limousine
smoking a cigarette when it drove off
only to find that his suit had somehow got caught on the car dragging
him to his almost certain death. So as
rocks and pebbles and other various road shrapnel became wrenched into
poor Wufei he let out a week cry
of, "INJUSTICE!"