A plea for help! I only have two idea for the spring and I need more! If you could PLEASE SEND ME ANY YOU HAVE I would be eternally grateful.
Alyssa burst into tears.
"Oh my gosh!" She sobbed into a surprised Yami who had taken her into his arms. This was not exactly what he had expected nor hoped for. Was he really that revolting that revolting...? "This is the happiest day of my life! Yes, Yami I will!" Then Alyssa broke down harder, her emotions getting the best of her.
"Why are you crying?" Bakura asked, rubbing Carly's back and watching Yami and Alyssa's scene unfold. "I haven't even officially asked you to marry me yet."
"I don't know," Carly replied, tears leaking out of her eyes.. "Stupid pregnancy."
It was decided that the wedding would be in late February for several reasons. By then, the crew from Japan will have moved to Florida, Alyssa wanted a winter wedding before it got too hot to do anything, and she didn't want to have to wait over a year to be married. Of course, it was a mad rush to prepare everything in two months, not to mention they still had their trip to Japan to complete.
Needless to say Alyssa was completely stressed out. The dress, the caterer, the church, the time, the day, the priest, the reception, the 'to do' list ran on and on and on. To help her, Alyssa enlisted her maid of honor, Carly to help her with the preparations. Of course, the first thing the women did was go dress shopping.
In David's Bridal, there were thousands of white to off white to ivory dresses hanging in dozens of neat rows everywhere. Thankfully a saleswoman came over to the confused Carly and Alyssa, helping them navigate around the massive store. Unfortunately, the saleswoman started to lead Alyssa and Carly over to the colored dresses. After hearing the muttered protests, the saleslady turned round.
"Aren't you here for prom dresses dears?"
"No, no," Alyssa replied in a slightly annoyed voice. "I'm here for my wedding dress." The saleswoman looked surprised, but didn't comment, only changed direction.
The women collectively picked out a baker's dozen of lovely dresses for Alyssa to try on. Alyssa flounced into the changing room. Only to call out to Carly a few moments later.
"Um, Carly, I can't figure out this bra; could you help?" Alyssa embarrassedly announced. Indeed the garment held so many hooks and bottons and other such connective do-hickeys that it looked as if it would take an army of women three days to piece it all together. Somehow, Carly and Alyssa managed it in ten minutes.
"Ohh..." Alyssa sighed happily, admiring herself in the pretty white dress in the mirror. "But the train is too long. It's not good for dancing." The next dress was tried on. "My hips look too big." The next. "I look flat." "Looks like I just gained thirty pounds." "Too fancy." "Too plain." "Too frilly." "Just... ew." Finally, the perfect dress was found.
The dress was a shiny milk white (Carly compared it to Alyssa's milk obsession.) It was strapless (Alyssa would need a jacket for church.) The dress was form fitting down to Alyssa's hip bones and the tightness ended in a "V" shape. Below the V, the dress puffed out in gracefully sloping folds. On the form fitting top, an embroidered white floral design lay, preventing the dress from appearing too plain.
"Gorgeous," Alyssa muttered while the saleslady ran off to get accessories.
She came back with a white wrap for in church, sleek white gloves for afterwards, a necklace with a single diamond rose on it, a veil with small sparkly rhinestones throughout the netting and a pair of white slippers to be worn in place of shoes. Of course shoes were too uncomfortable to wear for long, besides no one was going to even see her feet under her gown, slip and crinoline.
The women bought everything, scandalized at the outrageous pricing of all the wedding supplies.
On the way to a potential reception hall, Alyssa called her dad's friend, Disco Dave to ask him to cater the wedding. After all, this man had cooked delicious on-tries for over two hundred people, all in one day. Disco quickly agreed to do it.
The reception hall turned out to be the chosen one. It had a decent size dance floor (room for eighty-five people) and came with its own, highly recommended, DJ for a relatively low price. Behind the dance floor, a carpeted dining are with various round tables about lay. The eighteen-year- olds were in shock that it hadn't been booked on the day Alyssa and Yami needed it.
The girls drove home at eight o'clock that evening, exhausted, but happy, from the day's work.
The males were confused as Alyssa walked in as a total zombie. She had said she was going to make wedding preparations. What was so hard about that? they wondered. All you have to do is show up, say your vows, kiss your bride, and off to the honey moon you go. None of those seemed like particularly tiring activities.
The bad news: In additions to making wedding preparations, worrying about an attack from Marik, and training her air powers, Alyssa still had to go to school and do homework.
Could life get any more stressful?
The answer: Yes it can.
The next morning, Alyssa awoke as usual, way too early to go to school. Alyssa kissed Yami to wake him and stumbled into the bathroom all without even opening her eyes.
"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGG!!"
Yami was suddenly very awake at Alyssa's scream from the bathroom.
"What?!" yami shouted, bursting into the bathroom.
"This!" Alyssa replied, throwing off her shirt. This startled Yami, but soon he saw what Alyssa was upset about- 'she' was quite obviously flat chested. "My boobs are gone!" 'She' growled. Yami mentally thought /well duh/ but wisely kept that little tidbit to himself. But speaking of breasts, Yami did feel two unfamiliar weights hanging from his chest...
"EEE!" Yami screamed a rather girly scream upon finding lumps where his perfect pecs had previously occupied. He didn't remember those, nor did he remember sleeping in a leopard tank top last night.
Finally, Alyssa and Yami opened their eyes and looked at each other...
...And promptly passed out.
Hearing screaming, the silence, Ryou, Yugi, and Bakura woke up and come out of the Items, figuring that Alyssa and YAmi were probably just upset at waking up so early. The men meandered into the bathroom, presumably to brush their teeth, and tripped over the couple's bodies that were flopped haphazardly over each other as if they had passed out on each other simuntainiously.
"I wonder what happened?" Ryou voiced the prevailing question to his fellow conscious friends.
Nothing looked amiss as far as the three awake could tell... Therefore they resolved to wake the pair up. Why do we have to throw ice water on everyone," 'Alyssa' growled in a manner quite unlike her own, in fact, the tone was strongly reminiscent of Yami's...
"Eeep!" 'Yami' squealed looking at Alyssa then himself. "I guess I wasn't dreaming..."
What happened here?" Yugi directed his question at this spiky haired comrade.
"We seemed to have-"
"-Switched bodies," Alyssa finished glumly from inside Yami's body. Bakura fell over laughing.
"HAHA! That is so HAHA rich!"
Yugi and Ryou, though quite forcefully, refrained form bursting as Bakura had. Biting his cheek, tongue, lip... everything you could, Ryou suggested a wise idea. "Maybe we should... look for...giggle... clues?"
Alyssa, er Yami in Alyssa's body, looked ready to pop a vessel as the group trudged out of the bathroom. Glancing around Yami saw an unfamiliar note on the dresser. Scrutinizing it, she recognized Alyssa's little sister's handwriting. With notably smaller hands, Yami picked it up and read it to the group.
"'Haha Pharaoh.'" Yami growled. "It was Marik"
"You know, you don't sound nearly so threatening as a woman," Bakura teased.
Yami's now brown and green eyes watered and her lips began to quiver.
"No, no! Don't start crying," Bakura demanded. But it was too late for Yami was sobbing on Alyssa's shoulder.
"Why am I crying?" Yami hiccuped.
"That's a funny question, Yami." Alyssa laughed nervously. "I, er you now, have PMS this week. That means next week-"
"You mean I'm going to have to go through your, I mean my, uh, you know," Yami shuddered. Ryou and Yugi had lost control with Bakura this time and were rolling on the ground in fits of laughter with the tomb robber.
"This is so funny!" Yugi wheezed. "That's gotta be the worst nightmare of every guy ever!"
This could made getting ready for school a challenge....
Review Responses
Setosangel1529- February:) I'm going to put them in and Carly is about 3 months along. Soon she's going to complain about getting fat. I'm so mean to my friends.:D
Ylrack- Get married to Juan already!!! Geez!! (Sorry I had to say that)
Mya Starnight-Thanks for the suggestion I may use it later on.
Cassandra Pegasus-Thanks for the long review I loved it.
DestinyAngel-That's kool. I guess I was right about kudos. I wonder if they taste good...? QuietOne1- Spiffy, I'm glad it didn't sound cheesy.
Tinyclownbean1- Interesting name. Thanks, I'm so flattered I'm blushing. (Not really)
Hannah- don't diss Bk man, it's better than McDonald's tho it's not hard to be better then them...
Malik-Movies...? I don't understand.
Alyssa burst into tears.
"Oh my gosh!" She sobbed into a surprised Yami who had taken her into his arms. This was not exactly what he had expected nor hoped for. Was he really that revolting that revolting...? "This is the happiest day of my life! Yes, Yami I will!" Then Alyssa broke down harder, her emotions getting the best of her.
"Why are you crying?" Bakura asked, rubbing Carly's back and watching Yami and Alyssa's scene unfold. "I haven't even officially asked you to marry me yet."
"I don't know," Carly replied, tears leaking out of her eyes.. "Stupid pregnancy."
It was decided that the wedding would be in late February for several reasons. By then, the crew from Japan will have moved to Florida, Alyssa wanted a winter wedding before it got too hot to do anything, and she didn't want to have to wait over a year to be married. Of course, it was a mad rush to prepare everything in two months, not to mention they still had their trip to Japan to complete.
Needless to say Alyssa was completely stressed out. The dress, the caterer, the church, the time, the day, the priest, the reception, the 'to do' list ran on and on and on. To help her, Alyssa enlisted her maid of honor, Carly to help her with the preparations. Of course, the first thing the women did was go dress shopping.
In David's Bridal, there were thousands of white to off white to ivory dresses hanging in dozens of neat rows everywhere. Thankfully a saleswoman came over to the confused Carly and Alyssa, helping them navigate around the massive store. Unfortunately, the saleswoman started to lead Alyssa and Carly over to the colored dresses. After hearing the muttered protests, the saleslady turned round.
"Aren't you here for prom dresses dears?"
"No, no," Alyssa replied in a slightly annoyed voice. "I'm here for my wedding dress." The saleswoman looked surprised, but didn't comment, only changed direction.
The women collectively picked out a baker's dozen of lovely dresses for Alyssa to try on. Alyssa flounced into the changing room. Only to call out to Carly a few moments later.
"Um, Carly, I can't figure out this bra; could you help?" Alyssa embarrassedly announced. Indeed the garment held so many hooks and bottons and other such connective do-hickeys that it looked as if it would take an army of women three days to piece it all together. Somehow, Carly and Alyssa managed it in ten minutes.
"Ohh..." Alyssa sighed happily, admiring herself in the pretty white dress in the mirror. "But the train is too long. It's not good for dancing." The next dress was tried on. "My hips look too big." The next. "I look flat." "Looks like I just gained thirty pounds." "Too fancy." "Too plain." "Too frilly." "Just... ew." Finally, the perfect dress was found.
The dress was a shiny milk white (Carly compared it to Alyssa's milk obsession.) It was strapless (Alyssa would need a jacket for church.) The dress was form fitting down to Alyssa's hip bones and the tightness ended in a "V" shape. Below the V, the dress puffed out in gracefully sloping folds. On the form fitting top, an embroidered white floral design lay, preventing the dress from appearing too plain.
"Gorgeous," Alyssa muttered while the saleslady ran off to get accessories.
She came back with a white wrap for in church, sleek white gloves for afterwards, a necklace with a single diamond rose on it, a veil with small sparkly rhinestones throughout the netting and a pair of white slippers to be worn in place of shoes. Of course shoes were too uncomfortable to wear for long, besides no one was going to even see her feet under her gown, slip and crinoline.
The women bought everything, scandalized at the outrageous pricing of all the wedding supplies.
On the way to a potential reception hall, Alyssa called her dad's friend, Disco Dave to ask him to cater the wedding. After all, this man had cooked delicious on-tries for over two hundred people, all in one day. Disco quickly agreed to do it.
The reception hall turned out to be the chosen one. It had a decent size dance floor (room for eighty-five people) and came with its own, highly recommended, DJ for a relatively low price. Behind the dance floor, a carpeted dining are with various round tables about lay. The eighteen-year- olds were in shock that it hadn't been booked on the day Alyssa and Yami needed it.
The girls drove home at eight o'clock that evening, exhausted, but happy, from the day's work.
The males were confused as Alyssa walked in as a total zombie. She had said she was going to make wedding preparations. What was so hard about that? they wondered. All you have to do is show up, say your vows, kiss your bride, and off to the honey moon you go. None of those seemed like particularly tiring activities.
The bad news: In additions to making wedding preparations, worrying about an attack from Marik, and training her air powers, Alyssa still had to go to school and do homework.
Could life get any more stressful?
The answer: Yes it can.
The next morning, Alyssa awoke as usual, way too early to go to school. Alyssa kissed Yami to wake him and stumbled into the bathroom all without even opening her eyes.
"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGG!!"
Yami was suddenly very awake at Alyssa's scream from the bathroom.
"What?!" yami shouted, bursting into the bathroom.
"This!" Alyssa replied, throwing off her shirt. This startled Yami, but soon he saw what Alyssa was upset about- 'she' was quite obviously flat chested. "My boobs are gone!" 'She' growled. Yami mentally thought /well duh/ but wisely kept that little tidbit to himself. But speaking of breasts, Yami did feel two unfamiliar weights hanging from his chest...
"EEE!" Yami screamed a rather girly scream upon finding lumps where his perfect pecs had previously occupied. He didn't remember those, nor did he remember sleeping in a leopard tank top last night.
Finally, Alyssa and Yami opened their eyes and looked at each other...
...And promptly passed out.
Hearing screaming, the silence, Ryou, Yugi, and Bakura woke up and come out of the Items, figuring that Alyssa and YAmi were probably just upset at waking up so early. The men meandered into the bathroom, presumably to brush their teeth, and tripped over the couple's bodies that were flopped haphazardly over each other as if they had passed out on each other simuntainiously.
"I wonder what happened?" Ryou voiced the prevailing question to his fellow conscious friends.
Nothing looked amiss as far as the three awake could tell... Therefore they resolved to wake the pair up. Why do we have to throw ice water on everyone," 'Alyssa' growled in a manner quite unlike her own, in fact, the tone was strongly reminiscent of Yami's...
"Eeep!" 'Yami' squealed looking at Alyssa then himself. "I guess I wasn't dreaming..."
What happened here?" Yugi directed his question at this spiky haired comrade.
"We seemed to have-"
"-Switched bodies," Alyssa finished glumly from inside Yami's body. Bakura fell over laughing.
"HAHA! That is so HAHA rich!"
Yugi and Ryou, though quite forcefully, refrained form bursting as Bakura had. Biting his cheek, tongue, lip... everything you could, Ryou suggested a wise idea. "Maybe we should... look for...giggle... clues?"
Alyssa, er Yami in Alyssa's body, looked ready to pop a vessel as the group trudged out of the bathroom. Glancing around Yami saw an unfamiliar note on the dresser. Scrutinizing it, she recognized Alyssa's little sister's handwriting. With notably smaller hands, Yami picked it up and read it to the group.
"'Haha Pharaoh.'" Yami growled. "It was Marik"
"You know, you don't sound nearly so threatening as a woman," Bakura teased.
Yami's now brown and green eyes watered and her lips began to quiver.
"No, no! Don't start crying," Bakura demanded. But it was too late for Yami was sobbing on Alyssa's shoulder.
"Why am I crying?" Yami hiccuped.
"That's a funny question, Yami." Alyssa laughed nervously. "I, er you now, have PMS this week. That means next week-"
"You mean I'm going to have to go through your, I mean my, uh, you know," Yami shuddered. Ryou and Yugi had lost control with Bakura this time and were rolling on the ground in fits of laughter with the tomb robber.
"This is so funny!" Yugi wheezed. "That's gotta be the worst nightmare of every guy ever!"
This could made getting ready for school a challenge....
Review Responses
Setosangel1529- February:) I'm going to put them in and Carly is about 3 months along. Soon she's going to complain about getting fat. I'm so mean to my friends.:D
Ylrack- Get married to Juan already!!! Geez!! (Sorry I had to say that)
Mya Starnight-Thanks for the suggestion I may use it later on.
Cassandra Pegasus-Thanks for the long review I loved it.
DestinyAngel-That's kool. I guess I was right about kudos. I wonder if they taste good...? QuietOne1- Spiffy, I'm glad it didn't sound cheesy.
Tinyclownbean1- Interesting name. Thanks, I'm so flattered I'm blushing. (Not really)
Hannah- don't diss Bk man, it's better than McDonald's tho it's not hard to be better then them...
Malik-Movies...? I don't understand.