"Wolfram, would you like seconds?" Jennifer asked, in careful, stuttering Mazoku-ese. The young prince looked at Yuuri, who gave him a nod of approval. Wolfram turned back to his mother-in-law and smiled awkwardly.
"Yes, please," he responded, in equally careful Japanese. Yuuri beamed with pride. He'd managed to teach his somewhat stubborn husband a few phrases to help smooth things over with his family - and admittedly, he was also getting tired of doing all the translating.
Jennifer turned to her son and clasped her hands together in delight. "Ah, Yuu-chan, he's so cute and polite! You must bring him here more often!"
"Ah, Mom," Yuuri smiled nervously. "You know that's not possible, it was hard enough getting Ulrike to bring you and Dad out for the ceremony, and there are other complications as well..." And, he added silently, if I have to explain public transportation to him one more time...
Jennifer sat back, a disappointed expression on her face. "Well, at least you managed to bring him for your brother's wedding," she said. Her eyes grew wistful and misty. "Both of my children married... it'll be an empty nest..."
Yuuri's father raised his cup to his lips, hiding an amused smile. "Until we have grandchildren, that is," he said mischievously.
Jennifer squealed and Wolfram nearly choked. "Dad!" Yuuri exclaimed in irritation. "Don't provoke her! Why don't we just let Shori take care of that, okay?"
"Well, there is Greta," Wolfram said helpfully.
"Don't you start too!"
"Wolfram," Jennifer interjected. "I know you two haven't been married long, but we already consider you part of the family, and so... I was wondering if..."
"Here it comes," Yuuri muttered, taking a sullen bite of his dinner.
"Well..." The woman paused, wringing her napkin in her hands. "Can I see your wings?"
Wolfram blinked. "...Wings?" He looked to Yuuri to confirm that he was understanding the word properly.
Jennifer nodded enthusiastically. "They're blonde too, right?"
Yuuri smacked his forehead with one hand and listened to his father snigger mercilessly into his coffee.
