Cry-Baby five
After high school
I think I'm gonna hurl
The morning of the wedding finally arrived. At two a clock that afternoon in three and a half hours time, Allison Vernon-Williams would finally become Mrs. Wade Cry-Baby Walker.
Currently it was eleven thirty in the morning Allison had been up since nine a clock. But Cry-Baby on the other hand was only just being shaken awake by his uncle Belvedere.
Cry-Baby groaned as his temples throbbed, it could have been worse a lot worse, but Cry-Baby was currently feeling far to crappy to come to that conclusion right away.
Cry-Baby burrowed under his blankets and stuffed his head under his pillow, in a silent communication to his uncle. Who took it as 'go away and leave me the hell alone, I don't feel so good'
Belvedere merely smirked evilly and rubbed his hands together in glee. He quickly snatched away the warm blankets causing his nephew to grunt clearly annoyed. When that only made the boxer clad teen curl into a ball and continue on sleeping.
Belvedere did the one thing that was sure to work. That always worked with him as a teen when his mother would get him up out of bed when he would refuse.
He lifted the edge of the mattress and with an almighty tug he flipped the mattress over taking the sleeping curled up teen with it. Said teen let out a yelp as he was flung carelessly onto the floor, having had his mattress ripped out from under him.
Belvedere said happily "come on get your lazy ass up, cleaned and dressed. You're getting married in three and a half hours. Come on Cry-Baby move your ass."
Belvedere smirked when he was confronted with the head of heavily bed hair that was sticking up in all crazy directions. That was accompanied by a sleepy glare from between brown slit narrowed eyes.
Cry-Baby croaked roughly "I think I'm gonna hurl." Belvedere commented "good, I have just the solution to help you right along with that hurling kido."
Belvedere walked over to the window sill where he'd left a glass when he had first entered the room. He said "ok sit up Cry-Baby so you can drink this."
Cry-Baby slowly and clearly painfully raised into a seating position on the floor. His uncle then handed the glass to him full of a greenish brown liquid.
That shit was sure to have him hurling his guts up in seconds no doubt. It was the secret recipe he had been using for years, his old man taught it to him when he had been Cry-Baby's age and prone to waking with a hangover he would have considered lethal after a night out on the pisser with the guys.
"You might wanna consider chugging that down, or else you won't be able to drink all of it, I need you to drink all of it for it to work. The faster you drink that the quicker you're gonna hurl kido trust me I know."
Cry-Baby eyed the sickly coloured concoction suspiciously as he asked "what the hell is in this crap, it looks like shit." Belvedere smirked and replied "trust me when I say you don't wanna know what's in that, you won't need to drink it other wise, knowing its contents will be enough to sending you hurling until your nineteenth birthday kido."
Cry-Baby glared at his uncle knowing this was going to be really, really bad. He grimaced before he scrunched his eyes closed tightly and quickly begun to down the sickly coloured contents.
Cry-Baby dropped the glass and begun to gag violently before he croaked "poison, it dam poison." Belvedere roared with laughter and quickly dived out of the way when his nephew practically flew out of the room and into the bath room where he preceded to violent empty his stomach of the previous night's contents.
After twenty minutes of on and off vomiting, Cry-Baby proceeded to spend the next hour taking a shave and washing his hair and body. He cleaned his teeth; then slicked his hair back in its usual style; letting one single strand hang in front of his forehead.
And before heading to his bed room dressed in only a towel, to get dressed he applied a small amount of aftershave between his hands and rubbed them together before rubbing them across his cheeks and his neck.
He knew Allison loved that particular scent on him, and the fact he didn't wear it very often was sure to score him some points with the soon to be Mrs's.
An hour later found him dressed in his black tux which had been neatly pressed. His white shirt had been starched. His shoes that Allison insisted he wore for the wedding shone brightly, to the point he could practically see his face in them.
He called out to his uncle "uncle belvedere how are you supposed to tie these stupid bow ties?" Belvedere entered with a smirking Milton behind him. Who was followed by Pepper's husband and Snare-Drum, all were dressed in identical attire to Cry-Baby.
Milton grumbled "dam Cry-Baby we all look like a bunch of stuff up penguins." Cry-Baby snorted and replied dryly "yeah, tell me about it." Belvedere shook his head and begun to tie Cry-Baby's bow tie. Cry-Baby asked incredulously "where did you learn to tie one of these things; uncle Belvedere?"
Belvedere grimaced "well, seeing as this is the attire you have to wear to go to the prom. Your mother made me and your farther learn how to do it."
Cry-Baby sighed and turned to Milton "hey Milton have you still got the rings? Please tell me you've still got them." Milton grinned "yeah Cry-Baby I've still got them. Relax nothing is going to happen to them."
Cry-Baby replied "good, because they were my parent's wedding rings, they're worth a lot to me." Belvedere smiled "so you're gonna make her a true Walker, by placing the Wedding ring of another lady Walker on her finger?"
Cry-Baby returned the smile and replied "naturally, Allison is the only one I would ever; willing allow too wear my mothers wedding ring. And after the ceremony it will be her wedding ring."
Milton commented "I guess in less then an hour your days of chasing a bit of skirt will be over." Cry-Baby replied with all certainty "Milton my bit of skirt chasing days were well and truly over the day I brought Allison to turkey point."
Meanwhile at the Vernon-Williams residence, it was less then twenty minutes before the ceremony was due to start. Cry-baby had already arrived and was being hidden in the back garden away from Allison until the wedding.
Allison bit her lower lip as Pepper applied the last minute touches to Allison's hair. Her hair had been put in tight barrel curls and pinned up behind her head, so some of the curls were hanging loosely down her back.
A dozen tiny red and white roses had been pinned in her hair randomly they looked lovely against the barrel curls. And finally Ramona secured her waist length flowing vale behind her.
Her mothers dress looked gorgeous against her creamy coloured skin. The red and white roses made her blond curled hair stand out more against the stark white see through vale.
She was wearing her grandmothers matching pearl neck lace and earrings with the sapphire shaped tear drop on the end. Rather fitting when you considered her soon to be husbands nick name. Plus the necklace and earrings set covered the something blue and something borrowed traditions all in one go.
The bracelet she wore was her something new. It was a wedding gift from her grandmother. It was made of gold and had sapphire shaped tears drops hanging from it like charms would have on a charm bracelet.
Pepper had done her make up. She had a creamy powder dusted over her face fore head and neck; her cheeks had been dusted with a subtle rose colour. Her eye lids and her upper eyes had been dusted in a soft golden brown. While her eye liner was black and her lashes had been curled with black mascara. And to finish she wore a red lip stick.
Pepper, Wanda and Hatchet had lightly curled their own hair before pulling into a tight twist behind their heads, leaving a few curls to dangle free. They had also pinned a few tiny red and white roses randomly in their hair.
The three girls looked wonderful in their crimson dresses and dress gloves and matching stilettos. Suzy Q and Sara looked adorable in their own dress. With circle shaped head bands of red and white roses with curled crimson and white ribbons hang behind, they resembled tiny rose covered halos.
Ramona was also dressed in crimson, a crimson two piece suit that consisted of a dress and matching coat. She had curled her hair and left it to flow freely down her back. She finished the whole assemble with a crimson hat and crimson wrist length gloves. And finally crimson heeled shoes.
Even Mrs. Vernon-Williams was dressed in a similar two piece crimson dress and coat with heeled shoes and wrist length gloves, and a crimson hat. Crimson, with White and red roses were the main colour and floral theme in the wedding.
Ramona picked up Allison's white heeled shoes and passed them to her before her grandmother arrived to walk her down the isle and give her away.