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HEY! I was upset to see that when I checked on my reviews, which I do everyday, I was missing a lot of reviews from my usual people! GASP! Aww. I was looking foward to a lot of reviews... SOB. Yes, I'm talking to you GilbertDrone328. I didn't hear from you! And I haven't heard from you, Ashley Garla in AGES! So if you're reading this, know I'm just sad that you haven't reviewed... yet. Hopefully you will review so I know you're reading and loving it!

ummmhilol: Thanks. It was good to hear you thought Viola's gift was adorable. I swear I don't know where I get the ideas from. They just hit me from no where. I must've known how they hit me yesterday, when I wrote it, but today it's just like MENTAL BLANK! Well, thanks for the review, it's nice to count on you!

Mrs. Dom Masbolle: Thanks for you review. I get what you mean about how Viola's gift was won, I think it won as well. I loved how she did it, I can just picture it in my mind. Good to count on you.

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Well, I reviewed those who reviewed my chapter 28, I think? Yes. Well, if you have any ideas (don't worry, I'm not running out of ideas... yet) or suggestions or anything you wanna read about, I'll try to squeeze it in! I know the Sebastian/Olivia fans that you haven't gotten much Olivia/Sebastian. If you wanna see some, I'll try to get a chapter in for it! Well. This chapter is going to be exciting. Viola is gonna go dress shopping! Kinda odd. I think they need to get the basic rules done first. Like the date? HELLO! YES I'M TALKING TO YOU, MOTHERS! Oh wait, I control what they say. I'll have to remember that for next time.

Viola reluctantly met up with her mother and Duke's mother. Luckily she had Olivia with her.

"Do I have to go?" Viola whined for the hundreth time.

"YES! It's your wedding."

"But you just don't go shopping for a dress first. You need to get a day and venue. More important stuff. THEN you go onto the smaller things. Menu, florist, bridal shop. Really. What is up these mothers? I mean my mom, I can understand. Don't get me wrong, Elizabeth is really nice, I can tell. After all she is the mother of Duke, but like you should've heard them. Bickering and bickering. Rah rah rah. I thought they would have the basics down, but really they are two balloons floating up higher and higher into the sky. They are going to pop, I just know it. And it isn't going to be pretty."

"From what I've heard, it sounds like they've already popped." Olivia said opening the door to the wedding dress shop. The heater was on and it was really warm. Really warm. Viola took off her jacket and saw the two ladies. They both had fake smiles plastered onto their faces. It was so easy to tell. It looked like they made a bet that lemons weren't sour and had to pretend they weren't when the lemons, being lemons were sour.

"Viola! Olivia!" Daphne greeted.

"Well. You're obviously here to try on some dresses-"

"I'm sorry. Uh, don't get me wrong or anything, but shouldn't we be focusing on other things first. Like a day for the wedding? Guest list? I mean, once the invites are out and we have date and venue, things would be a lot easier. And from there, you can fill in the catering order."

"That's what I said." Daphne said just before Elizabeth was going to speak again. Elizabeth made another mental note in her mind. Interupts when one is speaking. She, a debutante? As if! Elizabeth was doing some major reconsidering about Viola. But she didn't to worry. There were other people out there who wanted to stop the wedding more than Elizabeth.

"That is important, but we decided to discuss that matter over tea later. I just had to take you to this bridal shop. They do the most beautiful dresses! There are several that we wanted you to see." Elizabeth said kindly.

"Oh what a good idea! We'll just have to make sure it's iced tea. Cold drinks tend to hurt less than hot drinks." Viola replied in the same false kind tone. Olivia nudged her and laughed nervously.

"Well. I can tell we have a lot to do. How about we start?"

"Yes! Oh Viola. I found this wonderful dress. You must try it on!" Daphne gushed. Elizabeth signalled one of the assistants.

"Lovely to see you again, Mrs Orsino. What can we do for you today?" The polite lady asked in a happy tone. She was slim and couldn't have looked to old. Around the age of Viola, Olivia and Viola assumed.

"That," Elizabeth said pointing to Viola, "Is going to be my future daughter in law." She said quite boredly.

Viola was shocked and so was her mother. Viola decided to keep quiet but that didn't stop Daphne. "That has a name. Her name is Viola."

Olivia decided to stop things before they got ugly. "Well. Anyways. I hear you guys have some beautiful dresses! Let's see them!"

The assistant, Maria nodded. "Yes. Now you're looking for what type of dress?"

"Wedding dresses, of course. This is a bridal shop. I always thought you were a smart girl," Elizabeth said in a 'isn't it obvious' tone.

Flustered, Maria said, "Yes, yes. Of course." She wondered why she was doing such a job when she could be out exploring the world at that very momment. At 23 (A/N: It's funny because I had this mental blank and I was confused. I couldn't remember how old Viola and stuff were. They are 24, I believe. Maria is a year younger)

"Well? Aren't you going to show the wedding dresses?" Elizabeth Orsino was someone you did not want to mess with today. Maria brought out several different dresses. They were all full ball gown. They were all puffy with lots of ruffles. Viola tried not to make a face. Ruffles and lace and fancy things were not her style.

"They're beautiful!" The two ladies exclaimed. Viola looked at Olivia and Olivia smiled. She knew how much Viola hated ruffles.

"Well go on! Try some on! Is that okay?"

"Of course!" Maria handed her one. "This one was designed by our own Jaqueline Jamieson." She took them behind, past the front desk area where there was a dressing room to the side, a few chairs against this half wall that sat in the middle, blocking out the area and the front and a three view mirror. Viola went in and changed into the dress. She couldn't reach the zipper all the way up, so she did all she could. She stepped out for the others to see. Viola never really looked at the dress and she hadn't seen herself yet in the mirror.

"Can you help with the zipper?" Olivia got up and as Viola pushed her hair out of the way, Olivia zipped it up. It was tight and Viola found it a bit hard to breath. Viola turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. The top half was nice. It was a spaghetti strap and pretty tight, showing off her waist. It was sparkly and suited her well with her slim waist and super flat stomach without an inch of fat. However, even though Viola was slim, she wasn't anorexic. Viola took care of her body and thought it was sad how some people made themselves throw up or starve themselves to death.

Well, it was the bottom half that was a put down. It was practically made up of ruffles. They weren't nice, controlled ruffles. They were big, puffy, out of control ruffles. Viola thought the dress was pretty, but she knew she wouldn't be caught in any state dead or alive in the dress. She turned around to face them.

"It's nice," Maria said a bit enviously. She had known the Orsino's for a long time, her family were old time family friends. She had always had this crush on Duke but was unsuccessful. Well both of them were unsuccessful. Duke didn't care for Maria and was horrible at talking to girls. Now having to help the future Mrs Orsino pick out a wedding dress was starting to become torture. Especially when that girl was slim and gorgeous and seemed really nice and well, perfect. But if only she knew that not even half of Viola's life was perfect.

"Yes, I agree."

"Me too!"

"Yep, it really looks nice," Olivia said.

"It's nice, but you know me. No ruffles! Sorry, I'm gonna pass. I have this strict no ruffles policy." Viola admitted.

"Well that eliminates a lot of dresses," Elizabeth said, sounding upset.

"I'm sure there are plenty of dresses to choose from," Daphne reassured Viola.

"Do you have another one?" Olivia asked. Maria nodded and handed Viola another dress. Viola took it and went back into the changing room. She wiggled out of the first dress and tried on dress number two. She stepped out and wondered why Olivia, Maria, her mom and Duke's mom were all staring. Viola turned to face the mirror and knew why.

The dress was stunning. It was a halter with a wide silver ribbon around the waist. It was sequined and on one side, it was partly ruffled. Maria mentally kicked herself for choosing the most beautiful dress ever.

"Hmm. I don't know. I just can't stand ruffles and it just doensn't feel right."

"Another problem? Is there no end to it?"

"It's alright. I'll get something else," Maria said. She left. Maria came back with the most hideous dress the shop sold. It was a a big, puffy ball gown dress with a Princess Anne neckline. The Princess Anne was a short sleeve and the top bit was a soft, see through fabric. It wasn't ugly, but it was still the worst dress the shop had to offer. Viola looked down at it and shrugged. She took it and in a few moments, she reappeared. Maria was stumped now. She chose the ugliest dress which and Viola still manages to look good in it.

"Personally, I don't think that suits her," Elizabeth sniffed.

"I agree! The Princess Anne and ball gown just don't match," Daphne murmered.

"Yes. I'll have to go with you on that one."

"I'll go get another dress." Maria said boredly.

Viola had tried on countless dresses. She must've tried on every dress in the store. There just was nothing for her. Nothing that felt right, nothing that felt as if it was the 'one.' Viola was trying on an empire waist wedding gown when her phone rang. It was Duke.

"Hey Duke." Viola stepped aside.

"How's it going?"

"To tell you the truth, not so well," Viola said in a low voice.

"How are you holding out?"

"Again not too well. Olivia's tried but the two just keep going on and on arguing. They only stop to tell me the dress is nice. But the dress isn't nice. I don't know. None of them seem right."

"I see. Well, I'll try to come by. Supposedly it'll be 'unexpected' and I will happen to 'need' you."

"I like it. An escape plan. See you then." Viola hung up and went back.

"I think that first dress is becoming an option now," Olivia said, trying to make a joke. It was hard. Viola was trying on this mermaid style gown. It was more of a dress for people with a figure to show off. Big hips, that sort of thing. It looked absolutely hideous. Even worse than the third dress she tried on. Viola sighed. She literally tried on every dress in the shop and found nothing. Maria was getting really green now. She looked at Viola there, sighing with her hands on her hips. She was looking at the other dresses, laid out on the chairs.

Maria looked at Viola. Just from today, Maria learned she was so happy and bubbly. Maria looked at Viola and sighed as well. She was tall, slim, beautiful, cheerful, happy, the 'it' girl. Then Maria looked down at herself. An inch or two shorter, slightly pudgy. Maria wasn't fat. No, not one bit. She just a bit over average. She wished she was Viola, wearing the big, sparkly ring from Duke.

Maria heard someone enter and she went out to see who it was. It was none other than Duke.

"Hey," Duke said simply. He knew Maria. They were never really friends. Duke was too busy sucking at talking to girls and Maria was too busy staring at him for them to actually get to know each other.

"Hey," Maria said nervously. She always got nervous around Duke. "Uh, Viola's in there," She said uneasily.

"Thanks," Duke nodded and entered. He saw Viola was looking in the mirror, sighing, thinking hard. Olivia, his mom and her mom were also thinking. "That's uh, nice." Duke said, trying to hold in his laughter.

Viola turned around. She smiled as she saw him. "Just to let you know, I would walk over and teach you a little lesson, but I can't walk in this thing. Let alone move. I can barely breathe. Duke couldn't keep it in anymore. He burst out laughing and walked over. He gave Viola a big hug.

"I can see it hasn't gone to well," Duke said, looking at all the dresses.

"You guessed right."

"No offense, Vi, but that dress is just not you."

"I know. It would look better on someone with bigger hips." Viola looked down at her own hips. Her hips weren't big but they weren't too small and it just didn't suit the mermaid style dress.

"Well Duke. What do you need? We still have a lot of work to do."

"Yeah. I just needed to tell Vi that she's got a soccer practice."

"NOW? In the middle of winter? Those coaches are insane." Daphne muttered. "Well, go on, if you must. Me and Elizabeth should be heading out to plan the dates and other things."

Viola glanced thankfully at Duke who quickly went to change. A few moments later, Viola came out, all ready to leave. "Sorry, gotta go!" She grabbed Duke's hand and Maria watched as Duke and Viola made a speedy exit.

"Thanks. Who knew you were so good at making up excuses."

"Well I was your room mate for a month. Your whole life was about excuses. I'm allergic to the sun." Duke said, pretending to be Viola. "And your coach does want to see you."

"Dammit that Jason. He sure knows how to be a funsucker."

"Gotcha!"

"Hurry! Before they find out that it's Wednesday, no training day and chase after us!" Duke drove off with Viola laughing besides him. It were those times that were the best.

Hope you liked it. Now we got person number 3 in the "I don't want Viola to marry Duke" club.

Abigail (Future member)

Elizabeth (Founder/President)

Maria (Newest member)

Well, I hoped you liked it. There wasn't a lot of fluff. I'll try to do fluff tomorrow. It might be short, but it'll have fluff.