This is the last chapter, like I said it was a short and quick one but in no ways sweet!!
Well, maybe to some it might be! LOL

I hope it made your day a little lighter, if it did then I have done my job!

Thanks to everyone for their help while trying to figure out just how to make all this happen to poor poor Marty!!
I love your minds and how they work!!! LMAO

And now finally on to the ending.
Well, Marty's ending and the beginning of a beautiful romance for a certain detective and redhead!
LOL

Chapter 3

As the day dawned for Marty's funeral, things at the funeral home were jumping.
Well all but Marty that is!

It seemed that the priest who was to do the service had come down with laryngitis and wouldn't be able to perform the service. So another was called. One that was only used when they had no one left to get.
And so it seemed that today her service would be done by Father Wanamaker.

As the time approached for the funeral, Marty was slipped into her cheap and unstable casket. The staff kept a careful hold on it as they loaded it all in the back of the hearse.

The clouds were moving in quickly and the winds picking up as the car carrying Marty arrived at the cemetery.

And a decent sized crowd was waiting for her arrival. Most though were not there to pay respects or to grieve the loss of a good friend.
Instead the majority were there for the meal that was to follow, for it seemed that Todd had felt he should do something in honor of her. Well, to be truthful he felt a celebration was called for and decided that he would have it under the pretense of a memorial meal.

As the Father Wanamaker asked those there to gather around, the staff acting as pallbearers unloaded Marty.

Slowly walking towards the grave, clouds that were dark and angry began rolling in as the wind picked up even more.

"We are all gathered here to say good bye to a dear mother, friend and..."
Snickers could be heard throughout the medium sized crowd.

Looking up Father Wanamaker scowled over is glasses.

"Silence! Pay respect to the dead or the dead shall have the last word!"

People exchanged looks as all had heard the slur in the Fathers' voice.
Yep, it seemed Father Wanamaker had been hitting the sauce again.

As he ended the service, he turned back to the gathered crowd.

"Now if anyone would like to share their own thoughts and memories of Doc. Saybrooke..." as the priest looked out at the crowd it seemed no one would look him in the eye.

Everyone it seemed suddenly found interest in the passing clouds and the grass growing under their feet.
Minutes passed as no one could think of even one good thing to say about the deceased.
Even her son stood there, stone faced, thinking of heading off to Vegas to become someone else's boy toy.
It had worked out pretty well for him with his mommy dearest!

"Does no one have anything to say?! Nothing to say of a life lost?!" Father Wanamaker was really feeling the spirits today and it wasn't the holy kind either!

Suddenly from over by the hearse a moan and a groan could be heard.
And since everyone had been eerily quiet it caught the attention of everyone.
Looking over a couple could be seen leaning up against the car locked in a hot and steamy embrace!
John and Natalie!
Well I guess the rumors of their reunion were true then!

At this point Natalie looked up and seeing that they were now the focus of everyone's attention gave John a jab in the ribs.

"Get off! Everyone is looking!" Mortified to be caught making out at a funeral and Marty's at that, caused her to turn 50 shades of red.
Unfortunately, or was it fortunately, that John felt none of the embarrassment she did and continued to suck away on her neck.
He also refused to back off and give her space!

"Oh come on! Like no one's ever seen anyone kiss before?! And hey, Marty would understand! She knew all along that you and I were meant to be together. Really I do believe she is up there right now looking down smiling at us!"
John went back to doing what he liked best, kissing Natalie and making her moan and groan.

Now maybe John believed that but what followed directly after seemed to say differently.

Just at that moment the sky opened up and down came a bolt of lightening, and guess where it struck?

Yep you got it!

Marty's bad day certainly wasn't over yet!

The bright flash of light almost blinded everyone but it was the casket getting struck that got the biggest response from the crowd.

"Holy shit!"

"Good God Almighty!!"

"Damn, did you see that?!"

"Fuck me!"

And yes even a few were heard to say,

"Oh Crap!"

The lightening blew the flowers that draped the casket all to hell and left a huge blackened hole straight threw the middle.

It was at this point that Father Wanamaker, regaining his feet, started singing Lightening Crashes.

Hubert decided enough was enough and it was time to get this doc planted, so he flipped the switch to begin lowering her into her grave.
Unfortunately the lightening must have also damaged the straps lowering Marty because halfway down they split apart.

CRASH

As Father Wanamaker continued his rendition of Lightening Crashes, the crowd slowly crept closer to the grave to peer down.

It appeared that when the casket finally hit the bottom the sides finally gave out and the top pancaked down.
Now Marty was flattened in a way she never had been before.
But it seemed all was not over just yet.

Because then a gurgling noise was heard from the hole.
Everyone looked at each other, exchanging glances.

Could it be?

Was it possible?

Was Marty somehow in some way STILL ALIVE???!!!!!

Creeping even closer everyone looked down.

Nope

Marty was not alive.
But it did seem that when they had dug her grave they had done so on the only spot in all of Llanview that had quicksand!

All watched as Marty, her cheap ass casket and burnt up flowers all slowly sank.
And sank some more.

Silence reigned over the people, and was only broken as the Father started singing Lightening Crashes once again.

Todd looked around and then in his snotty voice announced,
"Well that's done! Who's ready to eat?"

As one, the mourners began making their way to their cars.
As Todd passed John and Natalie, who were still making out by the way, he slapped John on the shoulder and said,

"Hey Casanova! When you're ready to come up for air meet us at the Palace for food! I think you're both gonna need it to keep up your strength!"

John finally removed his lips from Natalie and looking at her grabbed her hand and started off for his car.

Standing there alone Hubert looked down into the now empty grave and could be heard saying.

"Dr. Saybrooke, you have no idea how bad a day I have had and I'm just glad its finally all over. Rest in peace, and enjoy China!"

And with that he climbed into the hearse and drove away, leaving the cemetery and all the problems this funeral had caused behind.

And so Marty's bad day was finally over.

Well until she showed up in someones garden in China that is!

I hope you enjoyed and got a chuckle from this.
I figured we could all do with a laugh or two after all the CRAP we have had to put up with!

And the moral of this story is;
Be careful when eating chicken because if you have bad karma it might come back to choke you!
LMAO