Yes, i am back!
I dont own WHR, and this chapt is short for reasons ill tell later.
It was a Thursday afternoon, the day was peaceful, the office quiet. Dojima just finished looking through one of her secret witch info books a.k.a. fashion magazine and got a splendid idea.
"Robin!" she called out as if Robin wasn't two seats away, she then skittered over to her to explain her awesome idea. "Let's start planing your wedding!" Robin smiled at the idea, but was a little skeptical to have Dojima be there wedding planner. It gave Robin the mental picture of Amon in a pink tux, with matching eye liner, standing on a runway waiting for his bride to be to walk down and show off her dress which would be a small tight chrome color with clear high heels and her hair will be in the puff. Robin shook her head and smiled back up at Dojima. "That sounds like a good idea, and who else to be my wedding planner then my best friend."
Dojima couldn't believe it, she was going to be Robins and Amons wedding planner, she always dreamt of this day. They agreed to pick up some wedding magazines when they get off work and head over to Dojimas apartment. Robin was curious to what Dojimas apartment would look like, and some what scared. The car pulled into a parking garage, which surprised Robin because it was only two blocks down from her and Amons apartment. "I didn't know you lived so close to us." Robin commented as she was looking through the window.
"Yeah, Amon and I were hoping you wouldn't find out." Dojima said under her breath.
"What did you say, I wasn't paying attention." "Nothing!" Dojima then parked and exited the car, and lead Robin to her apartment.
The halls of the building were a dull grey, the floors were deep red, it kinda reminded Robin of a hotel. Dojima stopped at apartment number 969 and opened the door.
"This is it." She said as she hung up her coat and proceeding to her living room to lay out the magazines. While she was doing that, she found a certain some ones black silk boxers near her couch and quickly stuffed them under the cushions. Robin was taking everything in, the walls were a bright cobalt blue, the floors were a cream tile. When Robin went into the living room, she noticed Dojima stuffing something under the cream colored sofa.
"Did you lose something?" Robin asked questionably.
"No, I didn't lose anything." Dojima responded, emphasizing the word 'I'.
"Well that's good, Amon seems to lose everything, and im always finding things in the strangest places." Robin responded as she took a seat next to Dojima on the sofa.
They looked through several wedding magazines, and marked things that they were interested in, to Robins surprise they loved the same things, like the topless dress. "There one more we need to look at Robin." Dojima said as she pulled out the wedding issue of Play Girl magazine. They looked at all the handsome guys wearing nothing but a black thong and black bow tie. "Amon would look good in that...." The girls chatted about different tuxes, if you could call them that til late in the night.
Amon ended up at Sakaki's some how, Sakaki's words were some where along the lines of "We need to plan out the bachelor party, and if you don't think you need one, remember its not to far from now that you wont see anything but Robins 87 year old sagging ass." So Amon, Sakaki, and Michael were trying to think of things for Amons bachelor party.
I haven't wrote anything in this fic FOREVER! I just started college at Texas A&M University Corpus Christi, and im a science major, so im usally busy. But on my free time i will try to write as often as possible, if im lucky i will be updating atleast twice a week if not more. Im not sure if it will be very funny, im trying to make it funny with out being stupid funny. I know this chapter isnt very funny, but there is some humor on a different scale.
I hope after a few updates people will be getting back into my fic, thats why the chapters are going to start off fairly short.
I love all my readers.
Cali
I dont own WHR, and this chapt is short for reasons ill tell later.
It was a Thursday afternoon, the day was peaceful, the office quiet. Dojima just finished looking through one of her secret witch info books a.k.a. fashion magazine and got a splendid idea.
"Robin!" she called out as if Robin wasn't two seats away, she then skittered over to her to explain her awesome idea. "Let's start planing your wedding!" Robin smiled at the idea, but was a little skeptical to have Dojima be there wedding planner. It gave Robin the mental picture of Amon in a pink tux, with matching eye liner, standing on a runway waiting for his bride to be to walk down and show off her dress which would be a small tight chrome color with clear high heels and her hair will be in the puff. Robin shook her head and smiled back up at Dojima. "That sounds like a good idea, and who else to be my wedding planner then my best friend."
Dojima couldn't believe it, she was going to be Robins and Amons wedding planner, she always dreamt of this day. They agreed to pick up some wedding magazines when they get off work and head over to Dojimas apartment. Robin was curious to what Dojimas apartment would look like, and some what scared. The car pulled into a parking garage, which surprised Robin because it was only two blocks down from her and Amons apartment. "I didn't know you lived so close to us." Robin commented as she was looking through the window.
"Yeah, Amon and I were hoping you wouldn't find out." Dojima said under her breath.
"What did you say, I wasn't paying attention." "Nothing!" Dojima then parked and exited the car, and lead Robin to her apartment.
The halls of the building were a dull grey, the floors were deep red, it kinda reminded Robin of a hotel. Dojima stopped at apartment number 969 and opened the door.
"This is it." She said as she hung up her coat and proceeding to her living room to lay out the magazines. While she was doing that, she found a certain some ones black silk boxers near her couch and quickly stuffed them under the cushions. Robin was taking everything in, the walls were a bright cobalt blue, the floors were a cream tile. When Robin went into the living room, she noticed Dojima stuffing something under the cream colored sofa.
"Did you lose something?" Robin asked questionably.
"No, I didn't lose anything." Dojima responded, emphasizing the word 'I'.
"Well that's good, Amon seems to lose everything, and im always finding things in the strangest places." Robin responded as she took a seat next to Dojima on the sofa.
They looked through several wedding magazines, and marked things that they were interested in, to Robins surprise they loved the same things, like the topless dress. "There one more we need to look at Robin." Dojima said as she pulled out the wedding issue of Play Girl magazine. They looked at all the handsome guys wearing nothing but a black thong and black bow tie. "Amon would look good in that...." The girls chatted about different tuxes, if you could call them that til late in the night.
Amon ended up at Sakaki's some how, Sakaki's words were some where along the lines of "We need to plan out the bachelor party, and if you don't think you need one, remember its not to far from now that you wont see anything but Robins 87 year old sagging ass." So Amon, Sakaki, and Michael were trying to think of things for Amons bachelor party.
I haven't wrote anything in this fic FOREVER! I just started college at Texas A&M University Corpus Christi, and im a science major, so im usally busy. But on my free time i will try to write as often as possible, if im lucky i will be updating atleast twice a week if not more. Im not sure if it will be very funny, im trying to make it funny with out being stupid funny. I know this chapter isnt very funny, but there is some humor on a different scale.
I hope after a few updates people will be getting back into my fic, thats why the chapters are going to start off fairly short.
I love all my readers.
Cali