Day 4: Color
How did he end up in these situations?
The redhead and Jellal were finally tying the knot. He didn't think they'd ever do it, but they were. It was a long time coming, and Erik couldn't be happier for them.
If only it hadn't turned the bride, and his girlfriend into maniacs.
As the maid of honor, Lucy had been a force to be reckoned with when it came to wedding plans. Erza never had to worry about a thing with Lucy. The flowers weren't able to be the shade Erza wanted? One terrifying call later had Lucy assuring the distraught bride that the red she'd picked out would happen.
On the day of their engagement party, the baker had called, apologizing profusely because his equipment had broken down. The strawberry cake ordered for desert would not be ready in time for the party. Erza looked so sad that even he wanted to strangle the baker, but Lucy rose to the challenge. With the help of Virgo and Loke, her apartment had been turned into a strawberry minefield. One couldn't step into the kitchen without encountering the over powering smell of the strawberries currently being housed under their roof. Suffice to say, the redhead had her desert the way she wanted.
Any mishaps along the road had been taken care of quickly, and efficiently. It was easy to forget that his girlfriend had been raised to plan parties, and host hundreds of people.
Erik was likely never to forget that again.
He was also never going to volunteer to help for the rest of his life.
The day before the wedding was upon them, and everything had been going off without a hitch. The flowers were in, the food looked over. The rehearsal dinner would take place in a couple hours. It seemed like this circus was finally about to come to an end.
Then, Lucy had seen the bridesmaid's gifts.
He'd volunteered to help with anything she needed, because he could tell she was a little stressed with running around all over the place. He'd picked up the bridesmaid's gifts at her request, since she had another place to be at. It hadn't been that hard of an assignment. He'd picked them up, and brought them over to the apartment, where Lucy was just getting back.
She'd immediately opened up the box, wanting to inspect the order. When she'd gasped in horror, Erik had expected broken jewelry, but everything looked alright. Erza had decided to go with hair combs, silver with pink crystal flowers. They looked pretty nice to him. He said so to Lucy which earned him a pained look.
"They're pink," She said.
"So?"
She put her hands on her hips. "They are supposed to be red Erik, not pink."
Oh. Well he could see how that would be a problem. "You think she'll notice?"
Lucy threw her hands up in the air. "Of course she'll notice! We are talking about the woman who makes attention to detail her pastime. We need to take these back."
Erik sighed, "I'm pretty sure the guy has already closed up."
Lucy just shook her head. "That's too bad. We wouldn't be having this problem if he had gotten the order right."
Erik nodded, "True, but don't you have that appointment with the cake person in 15 minutes. She wanted to show you the cake for tomorrow right?"
Lucy cursed, surprising him. "That's right, and I can't reschedule. These need to get fixed…" She looked at him. "You need to do it."
Why had he opened his mouth? "It's just a color. It's the thought that counts, isn't it?"
That hadn't been the right thing to say. "Red is the color Erza wants and the bride will gets what she wants. This needs to be taken care of. Can I count on you?"
When she put it like that and looked at him with her stressed brown eyes, who was he to refuse? He sighed, "Fine. I'll go deal with the merchant."
Now, an hour later, he was still arguing with the merchant. The man was refusing to do anything about it as it was already a couple hours before the party. He'd offered them a full refund, but Erik was sure Lucy would not be happy about it. Having little choice, Erik called Lucy on his lacrima.
Once he'd explained the situation he could see the change come over her. Gone was his sweet girlfriend, and in her place was the lady she was trained to be. She was at the store in the next thirty minutes, and had the merchant agreeing to give her the right color. It amazed him how the guy was not intimidated by Erik's hulking one eyed form, but cowered under Lucy's petite stature.
His girlfriend was crazy.
And he loved it.
