(I would like to point out to you, my lovely reader, that this is two days early! Your welcome!!)
Ashes to Cinders
Chapter Seven: The Road to Happily Ever After
NONE of the characters reflect my opinion on any topic that may or may not offend you- the reader!(accept for the British accents, that's all me!)
WARNING: FLUFF ALERT AND GUYS RUNNING AROUND IN THEIR UNDIES…(you know you like it!)
-Princess Ella/ Melanie-
I sighed and looked into the foot long mirror(sorry that I'm not as interesting as Ethan -sigh-…I'll try harder!).
The black dress was off shoulder with midnight blue gauze on it…well covering the skirt anyway…Nothing that I would personally ever wear…but hell, I have no say in the matter. "Oh shut up!" Nicole said form behind me and forcefully pushed a safety pin into my ass. I jumped and screamed bloody-murder. She laughed wickedly.
"You suck my wienis!" I said (you know... that flap of skin on your elbow... hehe... I just gotta look from Ethan. I think I'm creepin' him out. Turning more and more into Nic). She laughed even harder. I turned around to glare at her, but it was ruined by the fact that my tiara fell forward AND my hair went into automatic 'something tried to eat your head and failed' mode. I sighed and tried to blow the pieces out of my face."Your turn." I told her. She stopped laughing and paled, but reluctantly went and put on her corset like a good little girl. I taught her so well. She braced her self against my massive bed. I put my foot up on the foot board and gave a big yank. Her breath hissed out between her teeth.
"Oh my God!" she cried. I laughed.
"It isn't even tight." she told me between gulps of air. I giggled and grabbed the string and was about ready to tug when my door slammed open. I stopped and looked over my shoulder, hoping that it was at least a woman. It was…thank god! Then I saw what woman it was…my mother. She looked at me with disapproval.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Helpin' Niki here." I replied, tugging hard on the corset string three times until I thought Nicole would be blue in the face. She mouthed
"Too tight!" at me. I smiled but loosened the string for her.
"It's a good thing I can read lips," I giggled. All she could manage was a grimace and the inhale of breath.
My mother looked me over and then came up and fixed my dress for me, so that it wasn't slipping off of my shoulders. She kissed me lightly on the forehead and smiled.
"This is for you…you know that right? You must find the right one here. At this ball. Alright darling?" she asked me, her pale hands on my shoulders.
"Yeah whatever mom." I replied.
"I think she's already found 'the one'." Nicole said with a snicker as she took the hand with a courtesy to an unseen gentlemen and began to dance around the room. I elbowed her in the ribs when she got too close. Needless to say this stopped her quickly. My mother looked at me disapprovingly.
"As long as you marry." she replied and then turned on her heels to leave. I turned on Nicole.
"What are you planning to wear?"
She smiled evilly and pulled out a black dress with a deep v-neckline that was filled in with blood red silk. There was slit up the side of the dress while the inside was the same red color. She slipped into it and pulled on a belt with attaching silver circles on her hips. She smiled again and reached under my bed and pulled out what Ethan likes to call a 'spork.' (I can kina see why!)
"Wow!" I said, surprised, her costume was better than mine…
"I know!" she replied, like a school girl.
I rolled my eyes and turned away to grab my small white mask. Another thing I wouldn't wear in a million years. It was simple swirls of silver thread and white beading. I place it on my nose and turned around, tiara still gripping onto the edges of my hair and the rest in my face. Nicole had her mask on, a simple blood red one that had black design of thread wound around the edges and then black leaves sprouting off like vines.
"Adam will love it!" I told her she smiled and motioned for me to sit down, sighing I complied.
She took a hot iron to my hair and did something painful to it and then something very painful to my face, but when she was done I looked like a princess. I sighed and waited for a second. Then when it couldn't be delayed, I placed the sapphire pendant to my throat, the tiara on and the white around my shoulders.
"Let's get this over with." I sighed and turned to Nicole she smiled wickedly, probably thinking about what she could do to Ethan to embarrass him in front of the "princess." Would he be mad when he found out? Just for good measure I packed a simple blue dress in a bag and placed it out side of my door for when I needed to escape the ball and see him at midnight. God this was going to be hell!
XoxOxoX
I looked from one parent to another, bewildered.
"Mom, dad?" I asked…probably for the third time in five minutes. My mom sighed.
"Yes sweetie." she said. I mean could you blame me? Usually my stiff parents were well…not so stiff. My mom was wearing a white gown and a midnight blue mask while dad…was…dressed in oh…flannel and pants…scary I know (did I mention he had a mask on with horns?...shutter)
"What are you two supposed to be?" I asked them.
"The moon goddess." my mom relied.
"I thought you were atheist." I said skeptically. Her cheeks flushed bright red.
"Well…I-I I'm not!" she said, stamping her foot…. My dad put a hand on her arm.
"Chill!" he said simply.
"You?" I asked him. He shrugged and smiled, looking past my shoulder. Foot steps sounded behind me. My heart quickened for no reason whatsoever and I turned around.
"Princess." the man said. Sweeping into a bow and flashing a bright smile my way. His black hair fell into his storm blue eyes. He was dressed in a simple black suit with a red carnation through the hole, there was also a black pinstripe bowler on his head. Your pretty sexy. I thought(I cant help it! I;ma woman! I'm weak to temptation! Oh unsex me gods!- hehe, went Old Shakes on you there (Macbeth!!!), oh what! And now I run…due to the fact that Ethan is chasing me with that bizarre look in his eye that makes me want to scream rape…bye!)
"Ah…yes?" I said intelligently. He held out his hand and slid a card into my palm while talking on about something. He nodded his goodbyes and headed to the hallway I looked at the card. The banana boy is supported by the mafia. You hit him…we hit you. it said. I gulped and tucked the card away. My parent grabbed my arms and dragged me to that ball room, needless to say I didn't not go quietly….
XoxOxoX
I sighed and looked around at all of the dancing people. No sign of Ethan yet…not that I was worried…no I would never be worried.
Something flashed in the distance. I squinted my eye and then blinked. The bat man sign? You have got to be kidding me! There is no… suddenly my dad jumped off of his throne and ran to the window. And then…yeah he started ripping all of his clothes off and stood there in his underwear…I hid my face.
Shit! Your kidding me! Shamrocks? Why were parents so embarrassing?
"Duty calls!" he shouted and then jumped out of the window. Everyone in the room looked after him…shocked and disturbed, except for the girls, they were sorta swooning. I felt…really embarrassed. My mom stood up.
"Sorry every one… he's got a small personality disorder problem, lets get back to the merry making!" she said. I ran over to her. She was muttering something along the lines of
"I swear when you come back here Christen you are dead!" or something like that. I laughed, startling her. He jumped and looked at me. And then waved over some distant prince and forced me to dance with him. I was hopeful when he walked over, after all he did have a reddish brown hair color, but he was too short and had the wrong eye color.
Sighing I accepted my fate…
XoxOxoX
-Ethan-
"'Cause it's not enough to make me look like bloody Harry Potter! No! You could've given me a suit or something alike, but nooo! You had to make me look like bloody Harry Potter and talk like him!" I shouted, throwing my arms in the air(not literally dumb-shit…sorry, I'm in a bad mood incase ya cant tell. I'll be nicer.)
I stomped my foot. (yes, very girly on my part, sorry. But you know there has got to be something wrong with the men that walk around wearing robes all day... i feel a breeze) and ignore the odd looks from the duck in the nearby pond.(Yeah I said duck! You got a problem with it?!) I brushed my fingers across my forehead, the damned scar was gone as were the glasses- but not the bloody accent! I grumbled to myself incoherently and stomped by the window, that was well…the window. (hold your horses, I'll get to it later! Jeeze! People these days…I'm starting to think that Nic got to yous guys…great! Now I'm talking in a British accent and like the Mafiafather! What next?) all of a sudden the glass shatters and I get tackled to ground by a man.
"Take that!" he laughed, punching my gut. Now if you had a random man jump out of a window and start to beat you up, you'd be freaked too! (did I mention that he was in just his under wear? Why were there shamrocks on it…? I thought that it was Halloween…)
"Dude! What the hell?!" I asked him in my incredibly sexy new accent (-raises eyebrows suggestively at the lady standing next to him…she slaps him…hard-) trying to get the bastard off of my stomach.
"You can't fool me this time!" he shouted, his black hair way wacky and wild."What are you talking about?!" I asked him, bringing up my hands to ward off his next punch. He started to tug at my hair and skin on my face…hard.
"I know that it's you! Joker!" he cried out. I had to laugh at that, despite the fact hat he was pulling on my nose. It clicked in my head. I mean this Looney thinks he's bat man?
"I'm... Potter." I said simply and with a sigh…well it was technically truthful…I did look like Potter…more or less at the moment. He got off of me. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whoa…he's crazier than me!" the guy said and then ran off into the horizon.
"You're the Looney!" I shouted after him. I scoffed after he had gone.
Me? Crazier? Than him! Impossible! (You totally agree...right?)
XoxOxoX
I stood amazed at the top of the stairs, well no one could see me…yet…I think.
Oh, shut up! How am I supposed to know who has seen me and who hasn't! Jeeze! Alright, so I'm standing there and looking around at all of the silk draped from the ceiling and the golden pillars and stuff and then a voice coughs beside me.
"What?!" I snapped, annoyed. A short fat man with a ruffle around his neck that looks like an alien growth that eating his head comes over to me.
"Sir you have no mask." he says. I look at him with a blank stare and slowly raise my hand to make a rainbow over my heart.
"Duh." is all I tell 'Baron bon Fatso o' Lard Butts'.(Gimme a break! This man looks like he has to be frickin' rolled around the get somewhere!) He clears his throat again.
"I cant let you enter." he says. I glare at him, wishing that I could shoot lasers out of my eye balls, sadly I cant! Boo-hoo. Hey...that gave me a good idea for my next come back.
"Oh boo-hoo cry me a river and then go build me a bridge to get over it!" I say to Piggy.(see what I did there? If you where paying attention in your English class you'd know that it was called allusion((to the Lord Of The Flies!)))
"No I will not, either you get a mask or wait here all night."
"Do you know who I am?" I ask him before I an even think my actions through. He looks at me with those weird little beady black eyes.
"No I don't, nor do I care. But if it will make you leave, then who are you." I falter, he wasn't supposed to do that!!!!
"I am…" I hesitate, thinking it over…hell I'm not using my real name, jeeze no! too many questions from Mel if I show up looking like…this… "I am Evan, King of…" I hesitate again, damn it! Why did I have to say king? "I am King of the Banana Realm?" it comes out like a question. He looks at me funny and then the epiphany takes him over.
"O I'm sorry your majesty, I forgot that your people, as well as your highness refer to the jungles as such. Please enter." and then he bowed…Weird...I said the right thing for once…
I stepped by him (resisting the urge to say "thank you Tubbs…") and down the stairs that were covered in blue carpet.
And yes, everyone in the damn room stopped to look at me. (Happy now?)
I reached the bottom and walked toward the queen, bowing when I reached her…highness.(Hopefully mother in law to be! Ehehe) She was preeeeetty... for an old fart I guess…Blue eyes that look green or grey in certain light and then blonde hair that was almost brown. She was wearing an elaborate white dress and mask.
"Your majesty." I said simply bowing. She nodded to me, her eyes shifting to her right where a girl of about my age stood. She was wearing a black dress with a low neck line…and well…I got a tid bit…dreamy(X-rated day dreams are fun in my realm…-laughs evilly-) about it. She had a white ermine around her shoulders and then a silver tiara on her black hair. She regarded me curiously with cool emerald green eyes threaded through with gold…kinda like Mel's. Swirly, swirly in vortexy of greeny…hehe. Opps! Sorry (I'm NOT on drugs!! Okay…well maybe I am… your not gonna call the cops right? C'mon! I thought that we where buddies! Man! I should known that You'd rat me out! Damn well you know what? I'm telling the po-po that you supplied my coke!)
Alrighty then- so I bowed to her like the idiot I was and walked away. Cause like I said, I'm an idiot. From across the room I spotted Nic- I knew it was here because she was dressed as the devil (at least she didn't have to hide her tail or horns…). I walked over to her, attracting curious glances along the way. She was watching everyone and then straightened to her full horrendous height of five foot three when I walked over.
"Care to dance?" I grinned evilly, what could you do to someone without them knowing its not you? I'll answer that…lots.
"Yeah, wahtev." she said and then grabbed my hand- THANK GOD SHE WAS WEARNG GLOVES! I twirled her around to the corny music and then pounced.
"Who's your escort?" I asked.
"He disappeared."
"What does he look like I might have seen him." I said….cursed sexy accent!
"Blonde hair and the most amazing and sensitive blue eyes." she got a goofy smiled on her face now. I'm shocked, who knew Nic had a soft side?
"Oh yeah, I saw him…in the stables I think." I said.
"What was he doing there?" she asked startled.
"I don't know…sex noises…and then calling and yelling at someone named Becky?" I asked. Ohh, shed kill me later.
"WHAT?" she shouted, lots of people stopped moving and watched us curiously. I grinned.
"Yup.."
a\All of a sudden some guy runs by…butt naked…holy crap!!!!!!!!! What the hell??!?!?! And then chasing after him is a pink bunny man…on fire? Whoa! And a possum came after them shortly after. Nic seemed to forget about Adam and watched possum man run.
"What is up with dat possum?" she asked me suddenly.
I sighed, getting ready for my long-winded explanation that I would be making up as I went along.(Don't you roll your eyes at me!)
"Well, the possum got really hungry and then crept into a radioactive trash can and then grew to the size of a man and now he is chasing a bunny on fire because the bunny is his sister and she stole his wife from him because little did he know, she's a lesbianand his only son is running off with a horse… I think." I said to her, watching her face. She gave me a look in response to what I said and then turned to the door and started to walk about.
"Hey Nicole!" I called to her, something egging me on.
"Yo?" she said simply watching me curiously.
"Tree elves on crack are gonna eat you." I laughed and walked away leaving a totally bewildered Nicole behind me.
XoxOxoX
-Melanie/Ella-
I was digging my heels into the ground (let me tell you, doesn't work on marble!) trying to avoid dancing with Stinky McStinkerstien. -yeah I have no friggin idea either!- when all of a sudden I heard a totally familiar voice screaming something.
"You little bastard!" yup Nicole. My heart jumped, which means she musta found Ethan. Super…(I'm actually sorta hypervenalating at this point, but you don't need to know that!) a guy ran by, stopping in front of me. Yup the uh…what was his name again…? Oh right the Evan dude that thought he was king. He stopped in front of me and shouted back to Nicole.
"Am not! God woman! It was just a joke!" it sounded like something Ethan would say, but the fact that the looked a bit like Harry Potter and was talking in a British lilt led me to believe three things. A.) I am totally messed up and am seeing Ethan every where. B.) British accents are incredibly sexy. And C.) Nicole like to beat up random peopl.
She ran over and tackled him to the ground where he continued to insult her while she ripped at him with her nails. He held up his hands, shielding his face.
"Wow! I knew you liked me, but I didn't think you liked me like that!" she paused momentarily looking at him confused. His arms wrapped around her back and he pressed her closer to him. She screamed and slapped him across the face. He laughed, loudly.
"YOU FRICKIN BASATRD! YOU KNOW THAT I AM ENGAGED!" he was still laughing.
"What the hell were you thinking! I will kill you one day! I swear to god!"
"Ah, ah, ah!" he sad wagging his index finger at her, "No one will believe you if you tell them who you think I am!" she looked at him confused.
"I have all the proof I need!" she hissed.
"Well as far as you know I could happen to be very much like this boy of yours that you like to beat up, you have no proof." Nic leaned on her elbows. I wondered if she knew that she was still straddling this guy. He placed his hands behind his head and looked up, scanning the faces. His eyes stopped when he made eye contact with me.
So quickly that I didn't know if it happened or not, he winked.
"Jesus Christ, I hate your friggin guts!"
"I'm from Jupiter, you think I care?" he asked her. Nicole's face did this funny thing where it went from shock to anger to malicious glee.
"Aha! I got you! Proof right there!"
"Yes but if I recall when you heard that you were only with the guy that told you that statement, therefore no one else present heard it!" Nicole's face turned very red. She was going in for the kill."Besides- it was just a joke! Christ! And anyways, you so don't attract sharks." something about his last sentence rang a bell in my head, why did that sound familiar? Nic looked up at me.
"C'mon Ella! That has got to sound familiar to you!" I glared at her, if she had indeed caught Ethan he couldn't exactly know anything right about now.
"Vaguely." I said. Nicole grinned.
"See! See! It is him! I swear, don't you see?" she demanded. I squatted down so I was level with them. Evan was looking at me curiously, studying my face. I trained my eyes on Nicole.
"I see you straddling a guy on the floor of the ball room and accusing him of being Ethan." she paled and looked around at all of the people watching the incident. I raised my eyebrow at her. With a small laugh she stood up, getting off the stranger, but stepping on him as she left. He sighed and crossed his ankles, closing his eyes.
"You okay?" he opened one eye a fraction of an inch to look at me.
"I'm good, lemme sleep." I huffed indignantly.
"Fine." I walked off, after shooing the crowd that had formed.
XoxOxoX
I was scanning the crowd, being my insecure self and constantly wondering if everyone was having fun. My eyes caught hold of the Evan, guy. He was laughing and tipping something into the punch bowl (yeah, I know cliché right?) I ran over as fast as I could.
"What the hell are you doing?" he looked up innocently.
"What? I'm not doing anything! Jesus!" curse British accents…so sexy…(I am not drooling!)
"Yes you are! You were putting something into the punch!"
"Look, love, I did no such thing. Besides it is just punch." he smiled. I glared at him. His smile faltered. He looked defensive now.
"What? Don't tell me you don't like spiked punch! You're nuts! It is the best!" He laughed and pulled the bottle of liquor from behind his back.
"You know what, I totally agree with you." I smiled and picked up the big punch bowl. And then dumped its contents on him.
"Everyone loves punch." he glared at me and I walked away.
"You know what? Sometimes I wonder how exactly anyone puts up with you!" he called after me.
And like the mature adult I was, I turned around and stuck my tongue out at him. He just wagged his eyebrows at me suggestively. I balanced and walked quickly away.
XoxOxoX
(A/N- I would like to point out that this whole friggin chapter has dramatic irony! Now my English teacher((who is so fricking cool it ain't even funny!)) wont kill me!)
XoxOxoX
A/N- Ello poppets! Long time no…read? Well I hope you like it! This was origionly supposed to be the last chapter(I had five other pages, but they weren't even near the end…they are in the next chapter) and I decide to make this a 7 paged thingy, instead of 20 bc believe or not, there is such a thing as too much Ethan! So the reason I told y'all to see batman, was so you'd recognize some of my allusion…like Christen…as in Christen Bale! Hehe, he's hot! Sooo, lemme know how you like it! (this was my personal favorite part!)
Book to read/ skim through~ City Of Bones (hint hint, nudge nudge, wink wink!)
And awesome song to check out~ His Favorite Christmas Story, by Cpaital Lights.
OKAY! MERRY CHRISTMAS POPPETS! AND TO EACH HIS OWN!(as in if you ain't a christen, like me, I celebrate the pagan holiday of celebrating a good harvest ((Hell, no offense, but something had to happen before that lord's son…)