Author's Note: Howdy-ho! I hope this chapter is satisfying!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.

Chapter Thirty

"Planning the Wedding"

All Renee had been doing lately was plan ,plan, plan. She asked her mother to help her, but she was more of a bother than a savior. She had taken a break to consider the flowers. She had been out and about glancing in every flower shop, looking for some kind of "flower with the power" to express the importance of her special day. Oh, did I say her special day? I meant their special day. The day they would be wed into eternal love.

But no big deal, I can sink this, I can do this. Well, its between the rose combo or those aqua ones over there. Oh man, Anders really should be here to help me, but he's got work. Oh, speaking of work, I'm going to have to take up a job to help the family, fun. But then I'll know exactly what he's going through. Yeah, miners wife, just my luck. Maybe we can be partners down there, and raise little minerettes, yeah, that's exactly what I want to do with my future. The things you do when your in love. Oh well, I guess the roses are good.

She picked up the roses and paid for them. She exited the store, flowers in hand. She didn't even realize she had dropped them. Nor did she realize she was on her knees now, about to black out. There were pains shooting up her entire body, she was going numb. She had fallen to the ground now, face down, until she moved it out of that uncomfortable position. She felt the pains slowly creeping up her body and to her head, then black, pitch black.

Anders was chucking at the dirt at the mine in Section F. He was so tired, but he had to keep going. He had already gotten a major paycut from his outburst, and he had been threatened to be moved down to Section G. He would only receive half of what his regular salary now is. As for Ghueter, he had been switched with the Section E instructor. The new guy was even worse. He wasn't mean, in fact, he was way to shy.

Well, I did chuck an axe at his leg, I'm pretty much considered crazy, absolutely out of my mind. And maybe I am, I can't tell anymore, I really can't tell anymore.

Every time Anders would walk by the new guy, he would back way away and wait for him to get considerable distance. Anders was used to it by the hundreth time this clown did it, but he was still annoyed. The other workers were afraid of him too, so afraid that they were always tense and alert.

Well later that day something hit Anders mind.

Miyu! I was supposed to pick up the food orders today! What time is it?!?!

He looked at his watch. It was 5:37 p.m. Man, I've got to get going, the wedding is in a week!

Author's Note: Sorry for the short length. And to answer Jadedea's question, this story was supposed to be about Starfire, the tamerainian girl, but it took a turn when I couldn't think of any angst plots for a ten year old girl, so sorry if your disappointed, but yeah, that's pretty much how it is. To civilized? Yeah, I thought so sometimes too. But I'm horrible at making up alien names, so I just stuck to the basics. Please, everyone, sed complaints so I can answer them or change as much as possible. Read and Review!