Anya dressed quickly, wearing a modest set of pajamas. Remy sat on the bed, waiting for her before they made their way to the living room. Tante sat on the couch, knitting a blanket as she waited. "Now dat you both be here, tell Tante what it is dat you want." Tante never looked up from her work as she spoke. Anya took a hesitant step forward before Remy took strode in front of her. "Tante, Remy jus' wanna let you know dat he gon' get married, to this belle femme." Remy sat beside Tante and took one of her weathered hands into his own. "Child, Tante done figured that out da moment she saw de ring. What you want, my approval?" She had finally stopped her knitting and took to looking at him.
"Dat be exactly what Remy wants Tante." Remy stood and made his way over to Anya where he grasped her hand in his own. "Are you happy, does she make you happy?" Tante's eyes stared deep into Remy's as he responded. "Oui." Tante let out a hearty laugh, one that had Anya releasing a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. "Well child, Tante wish you all da happiness in da world. When you getting' married?" She asked as she stood to put away her knitting.
"As soon as we get to Vegas." Anya smiled as she placed a loving hand on Remy's arm. "You be eloping? Dat won't do!" Tante scolded as she shuffled her way to Remy. "You doin' dis, you doin' it right." Remy could only smirk at Tante's firmness. "Yes ma'am."
"Tante can have a dress ready in a week. Remy you go get a tux, we be havin' a good ol Nawlins wedding. Now, get to bed. Tante has a lot of work to do wit' da femme in da morning." Remy nodded as he led Anya up to her room. "Come on chere. You got an early morning now." Anya hesitated by her door. "Remy, are yah really okay with this? Ah mean, it'll be all big and fancy now." Anya lowered her head, only to have it raised by Remy. "Every femme deserves a big day. Why should dis femme be any different?"
Anya smiled as she wrapped her arms around Remy and kissed him deeply. "Now chere, don't get rowdy, we need to behave." Anya reluctantly pulled away and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "Goodnight Remy."
"Goodnight chere." He whispered as Anya closed the door. She slowly made her way to the bed, wondering how this night could get any better. She didn't have any of her powers turned on, making it easy for the pair of eyes to watch her unnoticed through the window.
A/N: I'm sorry this one is really short, I'm trying hard to update this story. I know where I want to go with it, but I don't know how to get there right now. Any suggestion are welcome. Let me know what you'd like to see happen!