Collect 3
This is going to be the final update. Its all hopefully crack, fluffy, sappy filled nonsense!
This has been such a fun ride, thank you everyone who read the Story and these timestamps! :)
"I'm late. I'm never late."
"Raven, baby what are you talking about? We're perfectly on time."
In fact, by Azazel's watch, they were five minutes early for their reservation.
He had made sure, tonight of all nights, they were to be on time.
"No, I mean I'm late!" Emphasis on the vagina area.
Azazel was a picture of complete confusion for all of two seconds before he allowed himself to believe it.
"Crap...this isn't how its suppose to go..."
Raven did well to hold her emotions, and pulled herself together before she answered, coldly.
"I see."
"What? No! Nonono! I was gonna...I had it all planned..oh fuck it."
And right beside the parking meter, 10 meters away from their favorite little restaurant, Azazel got down on one knee, and bypassed his weeks of planning for this very moment.
"Raven Darkholme, will you make me the happiest man alive, and marry me."
The blonde stood speechless, with her mouth hanging open, while other people on the street stopped gawked at them.
"I'd present you with the ring, but it's currently inside a specially made cake we were supposed to have for dessert."
"No! No no no! I want mommy!" Wanda pushes herself away from Charles as if repulsed, and clings onto Erik.
"Papa! I want mommy!"
Erik's mind feels cold and empty at Charles' sudden withdrawal. But he can see clearly the heartbreak on his face.
Wanda's shrieking has also begun to affect her twin brother.
Pietro's eyes welled up and lips wobbled as he asked, "Mommy? Where's mommy?"
Charles tried to comfort Pietro, but he too pushed his step father away, and attached himself onto Erik's leg.
This may be the first time Charles found himself cornered and truly hopeless.
"Charles," Erik cups his lover's cheek with his free hand, "I'm sorry, could you please look after David and Lorna on your own today? I'm going to take the twins out for a bit."
~x~
"Hello Magda. Look who's come to visit you today."
"Papa, why are you talking to the stone?"
Erik held the twins close, and inhaled deeply to prepare himself.
"Wanda, Pietro say hello to mama."
~x~
Later that night, after tucking David and Lorna in, Charles peaked into the twins' room to check on them.
They were not in their room.
Charles did a mental scan, and found the twins safe, beside their father. He thought it best to give them all the time and space they needed.
Which was why he was completely taken aback when he entered the bedroom to find his soul mate and the twins settled snugly on the king sized bed.
"...Dada?"
Wanda poked her head up from Erik's shoulder. Her eyes were wide and anxious.
"Dada! We missed you!"
Pietro jumped out of the bed, and made a run for Charles.
Charles remained at a loss for words, while his legs turned to jelly and he slumped onto the carpet floor.
Wanda was close behind her brother, and both wound themselves tight around their dada.
"Dada...I'm sorry..."
Wanda wiped the tears running down Charles' face.
{"You have nothing to be sorry about, my little dove. Both of you."}
"Raven, I heard! Congratulations! When's the big day?"
Ever since meeting up with Erik at this very bar a few years back, Raven has been a loyal patron, and is now good friends with bar co-owner, Angel Salvadore.
"We haven't set the date yet, but I have something big in mind. You're probably gonna tell me I'm crazy."
"Ha! Honey, you? Crazy? No! Go on, spill!"
Raven took a large gulp of her beer.
"So my brother and Erik never did get their big day..."
Angel nearly dropped the bottle of whiskey she was half way through pouring.
"You're not seriously thinking...what? You wanna make it a double wedding?"
"So...what do you guys think?"
Erik said nothing, but looked like he was suffering from weeks of constipation.
{"Raven, you're very sweet, but this is your big day. It should be all about you."}
"But Charles! You don't even have a ring!" That was said through her teeth, directly aimed at someone with much bigger teeth. Ouch.
Immediately Erik's mind was a blur of
Charles chuckled, {"My love, I don't need a ring. We have four beautiful children together, that is better than any ring. Besides, it saves me the trouble of getting you a ring as well."}
Raven raised her eyebrows to Threat Level: You Had Better Fucking Get My Brother a Ring and Make Him so Happy He Poops Rainbows.
"I would be honored to be your maid of honor!"
Moira meant it with all her heart too.
Although Raven had only know her for a a little over a year through her diplomatic work, they've hit it off, and became fast friends.
Moira works for the CIA, and is normally in charge of the security detail and maintaining surveillance on Senators Kelly and Stern, or anyone else that had dealing with Shaw and Frost.
Raven was quite surprised that Moira would be so enthusiastic about being the maid of honor. She didn't seem the type at all.
Must be another side of her.
(Name misspelling intentional)
"I'mma be Tony Spark, and you can be Mr. Captain"
Pietro stood in front of his siblings and pointed at each in turn.
"And David's gonna be Ms. Pottie, and Lorna can be the talky computer thing."
"Why are we doing this?" Wanda was normally into her pretend plays, but even this was a bit out there.
"Papa says we should act like our heros, and papa's hero is Mr. Sparks, and if papa's my hero and Mr. Sparkles is papa's hero, then I'mma gonna be like Mr. Parks!"
+"Kids these days"+
Lorna wobbled her head in agreement. #"Mmhumm"#
Raven was just now wishing she had never suggested the double wedding.
Who would have guessed that Erik would be such a bridezilla.
That, coupled with Moira's 'Everything has to be meticulously perfect' attitude, had Raven banging her head at the walls.
"OK! We have at 10 am. the florists, 1 pm. cake tasting, and 4.30 pm. catering. I've taken the liberty of doing full financial and background checks on all of them. They're clean. Oh, and Erik, you and Azazel have a second fitting at 7."
"Moira, that's a pretty tight schedule, you really think we can fit all that in today?"
Raven was a little sick at the thought of running around New York making 'these important decisions' all in one day with these two.
"It's fine, gives us more time if we need to change them."
Yes, and change them Erik had. The cake people were the tenth shop this week. Don't even get Raven started on how Erik inspects the florists.
This was going to be a long painful day.
"Guys, this is not working."
Three pairs of astounded eyes blinked back at Alex.
"We need a bigger bed! I fell out for the third time this week!"
"This room isn't going to fit a bigger bed. None of our rooms will."
"Maybe we should get rid of the bed and get those futon things."
"...oooor maybe Alex is saying we should move into a bigger place?"
"You think Charles and them would let us rent, like a whole wing of that mansion at a friendly price?"
"Erik isn't gonna like that at all. He looks like a scared kitten every time he sees us together."
"Jean! I have a proposition for you!"
"My King...I hope it has nothing to do with Logan."
"Oh no! Well, it could if you choose so."
Jean did not like where this was going.
"I will be starting Wanda and Pietro's home schooling soon, and I was hoping you would help me, and perhaps we could even start something with David and Lorna as well."
"...does this mean Earth is a long-term relocation?"
"Yes, I do believe so. I do not expect you to stay here longer than you wish, my dear. If you prefer to return to Genosha, you are free to do so at anytime."
"My King, I would be honored to stay here by your side, and watch over the children."
Not to mention, go on a sixth date with one severely sideburned man.
Raven had actually given up on trying to handle any of the wedding planning.
She trusted Moira and Erik.
Well no, it was more because she would rather spend a relaxing day at the spa with Charles than taste another Red Velvet Cake or compare which is the better white: 100% pure white or 85% pure white.
So she had no idea what was on schedule today.
~x~
It seemed both Azazel and Erik had a thing for the color red, or shades of. Azazel was dead set on wearing a blood red shirt under his tuxedo, while Erik wore maroon.
Up at the altar, the two men acknowledged each others' good taste with a manly nod.
The Russian stood closest to the alter, and Erik stood in the position of best man.
When Charles had walked a now visibly pregnant Raven up to the alter, he gave her a kiss on the cheeks and prepared to walk towards the best man area.
"Charles?"
"Raven, this is your special day. Erik and I...were married at the courts yesterday."
"But all the planning you did..."
"You can thank me by giving your brother a nephew to coddle."
Living with two newly wed couples under the same roof, no matter how expansive it is, was awkward.
Especially if one of the couples included Erik Lehnsherr.
The man seemed particularly fond of being 'accidentally' caught, while in the middle of some quite graphic situations with his husband, by their four new tenants.
If you asked Erik about it, he'll say he is little sorry for Darwin.
"Push, baby! Just a little longer!"
"Aaaaaahhhhhh! Huh huuhh huuuh..oowww!"
"You're doing great! The head! I can see the head!"
"Gaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"
"That's it! Breathe and push, breathe and push!"
"-aaaaahhhhh!"
~x~
"Congratulations, your Majesties, you are now uncles to a beautiful healthy boy."
~x~
Charles and Erik enter the room to find Azazel holding his son while speaking emotionally in Russian.
On the hospital bed, Raven looked exhausted, but she had such a glow about her.
"Charles, Erik, say hi to Kurt."
