Doug's Friend's Wedding

by Klotzilla2

Another story having to do with the show "Doug". In this one Beebe finds out she's betrothed to Willy White, Mayor White's son! So, all of Doug's friends team up to stop the we4dding before it's too late! PLUS, there's a twist at the end! Enjoy : !

1. Parent Pressure

"The Ridiculous Journey to Kidsinlovania: A Tale of Marriage, Destiny, Determination, and REALLY REALLY, REALLY Bizzare Places"

Chapter 1: "Parent Pressure"

Bob White was reading the paper inside his home. He was humming a tune to himself as he smiled and gazed at a picture of himself on the wall. He was so proud of his achievements and political journey that he hoped soon that his son, Willy White would follow in his footsteps as a Mayor. But not of the Bluffington, forhe could let his son do that. He had aspirations of his own, and he wasdn't going to let even his son knock him down for that. He loved Willy, he really did but he wanted him to rule indepently and not follow in his very own footsteps. But to follow in a whole different path. He dreamed about it his whole life, seeing Willy as a mayor. Seeing him on a podium and speaking into a microphone to the people of wherever he would rule. He knew it would bring a tear to his eyes. Bob sighed proudly and nearly lost himself in a daydream when Willy walked into the room. He was carrying an grape-flavored orange soda. Willy took a large sip and it dripped down his chin as his father bid him a good morning. "Mornin', son…shine!" joked Bob as he pounded his fist on the table wwith laughter and his toupee nearly fell off of his head. "Get, it? Son…SHINE? Like, sunshine! Ya know, good mornin', sunshine?" he explained the joke but Willy stared blankly at his father and didn't respond. "I don't get it…" Willy replied dryly as he took another swig of his orange and grape soda.

He let out a large burp and laughed a little as he walked over to his father at the table and sat down. He peeked over at the paper, "Du-uh, whatcha, reading, Daddy?" he chuckled as he peered over at the other side of the paper. He couldn't read it quite well as he wasn't the best reader in Bluffington. "Duh-uh, is that you, Daddy?" guffawed Willy as he eagerly pointed to a picture of a a man who resembled his father in a blue suit with a jolly look on his face. He was clearly standing on a stage-like area and holding a microphone in his hands. Bob smiled at Willy as he sat down at the table and he thought how lucky he was to have him as a son. He didntlook a thing like him though and sometimes he wondered how it came out that way. Before he and his wife's divorce she looked nothing like him in the least. His wife was blonde, with a slim nose, a slightly skinny face, and full lips. Not a thing like Willy . Bob looked up in thought until he realized his son was tugging at the the newspaper. He then realized that he was pointing to a picture, "Now, what is it-" he began to say before getting cut off by Willy.

He looked down and realized that he was pointing to a picture of himself that he didn't even notice. "Oh, why it's ME…sorry, son, I ddin't even notice…" he chuckled as he began to read the text written under the picture. It read, "Young couple married on Saturday in the little-known country of Kidsinlovania: 14 year old girl, Mabelle, and 15 year old boy, Scotty, had the happiest day of their young life when they were happily married in a nearly unknown country of Kidsinlovania. Scotty said, 'I've never been this happy and I probably never will…you know, unless I finally get rid of these zits!'" Bob read with a chuckle at the little boy's quote. It'd be a shame for his young wife to hear him say that.

He continued to read, "The country is known for it's famous church for marrying eager young children who's love for one other is too strong to not want to take the biggest step up possible in their puppy-love relationships. It's perfectly legal, and we'd love to see parent's bringtheir little love-birds into our church for a lifetime of happiness" he read as he stroked his chin in thought, he had never heard of such a thing. It intrigued him. "Why, …if only Willy could have someone to marry…" he said to himself, Willy being completely unaware of what he was saying. "Then he could become the youngest mayor of a place that so unknown it doesn't even have a decent mayor!" he guessed, considering the place was so unknown that it couldn't possibly have a mayor. At least he thought. He watched Willy as he fixed himself some cereal that was labeled, "Beet Crunch Cereal". Willy then preceded to pour some of his grape-flavored orange soda in the cereal instead of milk. "If I could even FIND a girl that'd wanna marry him…" he laughed to himself at his son's odd quirk. Willy was an acquired fellow and he wished he'd find a girl who appreciated his different ways. He was special. Bob racked his brain for an idea ofhow he could somehow marry Willy off so he could rule over this mayorless town. "Say, Willy…is their any…females, in your life?" he asked him coyly with a a sly grin. Willy thought for a minute as he scratched his chin, "Duh,…well there was mom, until she magically left the house…" he guffawed, he was always closerto his dad than hi smom but he wondered whatever happened to her. The last time he remembered seeing her was when he heard she and his dad having a creative argument inside their bedroom. At least that's what his dad called it! Bob just did a face palm and put down the paper, that wasn't what he meant and he didn't feel very comfortable talking about he and his mom's divorce, it was personal and he never een told just said his mom wasn't here today…or the next day…or even the next day. Willy was too young to hear, he was 11. Willy eventually gave up, and didn't question why she was gone any longer. He figured it was no big deal and she was alright. He wasn't the type of get upset about something he didn't know about…he just took as a grain of salt that she just took a little break. Bob remembered why she couldn't be with his anymore, he was busy being mayor of Bluffington and she couldn't handle the stress of iot and thought that the power was giving him a big head once he forgot her first name. She was so sickened by his behavior that just a few days after she filed a divorce. Bob never wanted a divorce, nor was he heartbroken but he just accepted and was fine with the fact he had Willy to live with and they could have some time for themselves without any girls around. Just a manly household…that happened to be pink. But, that was her decision when they made the house. Bob was sort of embarrassed about it and wanted it white since it reminded him he could possibly be President someday but she refused to do anything but pink and he deicded to only put his own name on the outside of the house. Bob tried to stop thinking about and concentrated on Willy, "No, son, …not your mama! I mean, a non-platonic relationship you have with any girls in your class?" he asked him with a smile. Willy raised an eyebrow, "PLATON-WHAT?" he asked with bludging eyes as he took a big bite of his cereal and lipped some of the soda off of his mouth. Bob sighed,he never seemed to get any large words he used in a sentence. He didn't know what it turned out that way…he and his old wife wee both decently intelligent. "No, son, I mean…how should I say this?" he asked himself, pausing to think of an easier way to put it for Willy to understand better."I mean, do you think any of the girls in your class is kinda…good-lookin'? Like, you wanna ask 'em to the dance? Date 'em? Kiss 'em? Marry 'em?' he asked as he winked at him and chuckled a little. Willy was disgusted with this question, why was he always putting pressure on him to date? He was still at the age where girls were kinda gross to him and he wasn't interested in the dating scene, neither were his friends, Boomer and Ned. Girls made Willy sweat and sometimes even wet his pants. He didn't ever care to ask a girl to the dance, must less DATE THEM OR KISS THEM. Especially not MARRY THEM. He shuddered as he imagined himself in a tuxedo and Coonie Benge from his school was the bride. "Pucker up, my little hot-patootie!" she told him and she dipped himself and aggressively kissed him. Willy gagged as he went back to reality. "Nuh-huh, I don't like girls. I thought you knew that….rememeber how you were practically begging me to dance with a girl at the Valentines Dance that time?" Willy asked him. "I just don't like girls ….I just wanna hang out with my friends and have fun!" Willy told him honestly as he walked back over to the table with his cereal bowl in hand. Bob had a slight eye twitch at his response, his son really knew how to crush his dreams sometimes. "You mean…your enver gunna settle down with a nice girl? I mean, you know what they say, son, best friends may come and go but girlfriends….or wives, are forever!" he told him but Willy didn;tlook convinced in the least. "But,…that's not right. You and mom didn't last forever!" Willy corrected him. Bob rolled his eyes at Willy's response, he always tried to make it difficult. "Well,…that's different. I'm just sayin' your getting' pretty old and you need a nice girl who'll satisfy your emotional needs!" Bob told him, he wanted to get off the topic of his old wife. Willy shook his head continuously with an uncomfortable look on his face. "I have those?" he asked, e wasn't quite sure what emotional needs were and he was only 13! He didn't feel old…but if his dad said that was old, he'd believe it. "DON'T PUT ME IN A NURSING PLACE!" he begged, realizing that's where most old people ended up. Bob rolled his eyes, "Son,…I ain't gone put you in a nursin' home! Your notreally old…but you ARE old enough to date!" he told him. Willy pouted a little and looked down sadly, he didn't want to start dating and being pressure dinto it wasa making him feel like he was disappointing his dad by not doing it. "But, Dad…" he said weakly as he swirled his spoon around in his cereal and watched the soda cascade around in the bowl. Bob sighed, he felt bad for pressuring him but not bad enough to keep trying, he'd do it somehow! "Ah well, you'll change your mind…" he reassured him as he began to look at the paper once more. Willy moaned loudly, "I guess…" he sighed as he rested his head on his hand and didn't feel like eating his cereal anymore. Bob smiled, at least a small answer such as 'I guess' was enough for him. It gave him some hope. "Thank you, son. You make me proud!" he smiled at him as he got up form his chair and walked over to pat Willy's head before going to a meeting with Beebe' Bluff's father, Bill Bluff. "Now, son, I gotta go meet up with Mr. Bluff..we're plannin' to have Christmas together, ain't that excitin'? Don't know why, he ain't ever deicded to do this before. But I'm sure excited that we'll get to get together and spend Christmas together. Beebe's gone to there too!" he winked at Willy and Willy with frowned a little. He wasn'tsure if he wanted Mr. Bluff and Beebe there on Christmas Day. He didn'tlike Bebe at all, she was so full of herself and stuffy and he couldn't stand it. Christmas was his favorite day and she was going to ruin in…at least he'd get an expensive gift! Coming from the Bluff family and all, it'd be great!

"Gee,….that's new!" Willy replied, trying his best to find something nice to say about this gathering but that's all he could muster to say. He really hated it, Beebe Bluff was going to ruin his Christmas! Bob grinned happily, "I just KNEW you were gunna be thrilled!" he smiled happily before grabbing his green coat from the coat-wrack, "Now, any other child wouldn't feel comfortable with the fact a man he hardly even knows and his fake-nosed little girl comin'over for a day strictly for joy and family quality time, and completely interrupting the most special day of the year…but, NOT YOU! Son, you make me proud!" Bob told him as he wiped a tear from his eye and patted Willy's back before leaving."Well, I'll be seein' ya, Son.." Bob told him with a loving grin before exiting. Willy gave him a look of false joy before burying his head into the table, completely depressed that Christmas was going to be destroyed by Mr. Bluff and that snot-nosed Beebe Bluff. He wondered how his Dad knew her nose was fake, he never knew!

Willy sighed and began to talk to himself, "Ugh, having Mr. Bluff over for Christmas is gunna be a drag!" he told himself sadly. "I wish I could just tell my dad that I don't the idea…" he sighed. "Boomer always told me that whenever I felt bad… I could always sing a song. Maybe it'll work…" he told himself. Willycleared his throat, "Well, I've never been the kinda guy, that when I saw a girl I'd sigh, who do I look like…GUY? I've never saw a girl who made my temperature go hotter, who do I look like….ROGER?" Willy sung to himself. "I don't go around the school, hoping the girls would think I'm cool. I don't fall for Patti,Connie, Beebe, or Sally. No, they're not the right girls for me." he sung as he got up from his seat and danced around. "I don't sit around the dance, hoping a girl would dance with me, cause I'm just fine trading candies, but my Dad, he just can't see….that I'm just a no woman show. A no woman show…I'm just a no woman show. No matter which way he tells me to go…I'm a no woman show!" he sung, getting to the chorus, enjoying singing. "In the future, Idon't wanna settle down, or I'm also not sure about being the Mayor of the town. I just want to hang with Roger, along with Ned, and also Boomer. I don't wanna be somebody's groom, with a a black suit and a ploom…on my hat. I'd hate that! I don't wanna have three kids, just to say I did….the parent life's not for me!" he sung.

"I don't wanna end up in a home, when I'm like 43, because m wife and kids worn me down, and decreased all my energy. UGH, my brain vapor's locked!" he sung, speaking the last part.

"I'm a no woman show,why can't my Dad finally know? A no woman show, a no woman show…no matter where he tells me to go…I'm a NO WOMAN SHOOOOOW!" he broke down his last note loudly as he fell to his knees and the vas eon the counter shook and broke from the shrilliness of his last note. "Duh,…something broke!" he guffawed."Who knew I could break out in song?' he asked himself, taking focus off the vase.

Chapter 2: "Bill's been Scheming of a White Christmas"

Doug Funnie and all his friends were all gathered around in Swirly's, the most popular ice cream joint in all of Bluffington. Doug had to evacuate to a whole different restaurant as his after-school hangout when the Honker Burger became an upscale restaurant called Chez Honque. It was different than Honker Burger, Honker's sold burgers and ice cream was vastly different from burgers. He enjoyed it though, the place had really grown on him. He was a few pounds bigger because of the ice cream but it was worth it for him. Doug took a large spoonful of his Frothy Goat he had ordered a few minutes ago, they never got old. He wished Porkchop was there to eat a Peanutty Buddy with him but after he got in touble for bringing Porkchop in Honker Burger once, and Swirly's once, he figured it wouldn't be such a bright idea.

He rmemebered Roger brought his cat Stinky in too onc when Honker Burger was open and she nearly broke SKeeter's leg when she tried tripping him when he was holding that giant jumbo-szied burger he ordered. Stinky and Porkchop were banned ever since!

Doug awaited patiently for his best friend, Skeeter Valentine to arrive and it was that moment where Beebe Bluff entered with a brand new outfit on. She was wearing a red military-style jacket with white fur outlining the bottom of it and the sleeves. Her hair was styled in a high bun. She walked pridefully along the aisle of the restaurant and waved to Doug happily with a smile on her face.

"Hey there, Doug!" she greeted him as she sat down in the booth facing Doug. "Like my outfit? It's just in time for Christmas!" she told him as she ran her hands across the velvety material of her new jacket. Doug smiled at the interesting outfit she was wearing, honestly it was a little too Santa-like for his taste but he deicded to be polite about it since he didn't want a second strike of getting kicked out of Swirly's if she deicded to start a fight. Doug tugged at the collar of his green sweater-vest. "Well,…gee, it's nice. It's very…festive!" Doug commented as nervous sweat dripped down his face and back. He laughed nervously and his eyes shifted around the room. Beebe just smiled confidently, "I knew you'd like it. I reason I bought this is because my Daddy and I are going to the White House. Kinda a lame way to spend Christmas but I deicded to make the best of it and arrive in style!" she toldDoug, accepting the fact she wouldn't the perfect Christmas ever. Doug's eyes widened with excitement,"THE WHITE HOUSE? Like, THE White House?" Doug asked, interested if she'd get to meet the President. Beebe nodded, "Yep,…Mayor White and Willy in all they're obnoxious glory.." she admitted to Doug, she didn't know why he seemed excited about such a terrible way to spend Christmas. He was so confusing to her. Doug shot her a confused look and paused for a minute, "WAIT, so your not going to the White House in Washington? I thought that's what you meant. I didn't know you meant Willy's family." he said to her, feeling silly for thinking that was the case. Beebe giggled, "No,…I WISH!" she told himas she crossed her amrs aginest her chest. "My Daddy has never done this before, I don't WHY he thought it'd be a good idea!" she complained. Skeeter Valentine then walked into Swirly's and immediately walked over to Doug and Beebe's booth.

"Hey, guys…HONK HONK!" he greeted them amking his signature honking noises that he did all the time "How's it going? Oooh, a Frothy Goat!" Skeeter said as he pointed to Doug's delicious Frothy Goat he was eating. Doug thought for a minute, "Yeah I wonder why he did that right out the blue…that's new" Doug told her but before he could talk about Mr. Bluff's strange behavior Skeeter was at their table. "Hey man, I'm doing awesome-" he told Skeeter but was cut off by Beebe giving him a glare . "WHAT?" he asked her. Beebe was still a little angered about what her father's plans for Christmas that she was peeved that anyone else seemed like they were having a good time and could act so positive.

Skeeter looked over at Beebe who was pouting and crossing her arms, she seemed to not even care that her own boyfriend was here, liked something was on her mind. "HONK HONK! What's wrong, Beebe?' he asked compassionately as he took a seat beside her and put his arm around hercoyly. Beebe growled a little as she removed his arm from her neck, she didn't want to get romantic and affectionate right now. "Hello Skeeter.." she greeted him coldly with an apathetic look on her face. Skeeter looked at her, shocked by her strange behavior. Somrhing was definitely wrong with her. He hoped she didn't want to break up, he didn't have eyes for any other girl in Beebe Bluff Middle except for Beebe Bluff herself!

"Whoah,Beebe, what's wrong?' he asked her. "Oh no,….you don't want to break up with me, do ya? Because I still like you, it's just I haven't called as much cause my family and I were getting ready for Christmas!" he explained to her. Beebe rolled her eyes, "Ugh, Christmas…see that's the problem!" she shot back at him. Skeeter scratched his head, he always thought Beebe loved Christmas and was looking forward to it 2 months in advance. Something was wrong and he was going to find out. "But Beebe, you LOVE Christmas. What's wrong?" he asked her in a concerned tone.

Beebe's face softened a little and she sighed sadly. "It's just that I won't be spending Christmas at home with the people I love or at least tolerate.." she admitted to Skeeter. Skeeter was confused, "Well, I mean your servant's sren't always the nicest dudes around…but hey, they aren't that bad. WAIT, not at home, what do you mean?" he asked. Beebe sighed, "I'm spending Christmas with the White's. It was Daddy's decision and he knos I HATE them, it's going to TOTALLY ruin my Christmas completely!" she screamed as she burred her face into Skeeter's shoulder and openly cried which she felt like doing since she first heard about it. Skeeter awkwardly patted her back,"Okay then…that's new!" he told told."C'mon, the Whites are fun , they aren't geniuses but that just makes them for funto hang with. Unless Roger' sthere…" he told her as he bit his lip. Beebe screamed into his shirt, "I DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT, NOW IT'S EVEN WORSE!" she screamed at Skeeter as she pushed him aside and cried into her hands. Skeeter was sarting to feel awkward as he left the booth, he couldn't handle crying. "Well, look at the time. I gotta go…uh, BYE! See ya, man. HONK HONK!" he big Doug and Beebe farewell and he quickly bolted out the door, eager to get away from his overly-sensitive girlfriend. Doug raised at eyebrow at Skeeter's sudden exit, he wa sonly there for 5 minutes. he must have gotten freaked out by Beebe's tears. Beebe whined loudly as she buried her head into the table and sobbed openly. Doug just sat there and tried to act normal ass Beebe got stares from everyone in the restaurant. "Gee, what's wrong with your girlfriend, dude?" a boy with spiky green hair asked as he passed by Doug and saw Beebe's frantic crying. Doug got up from the booth and placed his hands on his hips, "Hey, she is NOT my girlfriend She's just a girlmw ho's my friend. Maybe she has some emotional problems…but it's not her fault. You'd be like that too if your Dad wanted to spend Christma sat a guy you hardly know' house, wouldn't you?" Doug defended Beebe as he got up in the green-haired boy's face. The boy backed away, "Well, if you put it like that.." he replied as he walked off in a hurry, eager to get away from Doug and Beebe. Doug sat back down and noticed Beebe was still crying, "Beebe, don't worry. It's going to be okay! " he told her, he had to think of something so she'd stop embarrassing him with her emotions. He racked his brain and rmemebered what Skeeter said he was getting her for Christmas. That'd cheer her up for sure. Beebe was like Marilyn Monroe and thought diamonds were a girl's best friend, and it juts so happened Skeeter was getting her a diamond ring for Christmas. She was going to flip her lid, he just knew it! "Beebe…I know somrthing that might you feel better!" he told her. Beebe sighed loudly and lifted her head back up as he wiped some of the tears off her cheek. "Well, it better be something good if it's going to solve THIS problem!" she moaned.

Beebe crossed her arms and awaited his answer."I know what Skeeter's getting you for Christmas…" Doug whispered to her, he wasn't supposed to tell but he was in desperation of cheering her up. Beebe squealed a little,"REALLY? What is it?' she asked him excitedly, it didn't take much to cheer Beebe up. "He's getting you…a ring, but PLEASE don't tell him I told you. I wasn't supposed to say anything…and he'd get md even I even thought about telling you!" he said to her quickly, as he made sure Skeeter was no where around the restaurant. Bebe giggled wildly as she clapped her hands gleefully, it was so romantic. Skeeter had never given her a ring before, it was almost like he wanted to amrry her. She wasn't exactly hoping for that, but she thought it was sweethe'd buy her something so meaningful that would represent them taking the next big step in their relationship with one touched her thoughtPlus, she loved anything sparkly that was expensive. She had to admit to herself that she would be a teensy bit disappointed if it wasn't a real diamond but she still thought it was a thoughtful and romantic gesture of Skeeter to all people, it was out of character considering all the shallow and cheap gifts he had gotten her for her birthday, Valentines Day, and Christmas before. She'd never forget the tacky Valentine he gave her that time in the shape of his face. She nearly puked.

"That's so amazing! Doug, thank you so much for telling me!" she thanked him with a sweet smile. Doug smiled in return, "But you can't tell him, alright?" he reminded her. Beebe smiled and nodded her head. It was then that they heard the clack of a heel walk against the floor of the establishment. They could nearly hear the sound of a guitar riff in the background as the steps got closer to their table. "UGH, what is that music? Where is it coming from?" asked Beebe as she covered her ears from the loud music from out of nowhere. "I don't know. It's weird!" Doug replied as they could feel the presence of someone behind them. "Ugh, Roger…" Doug moaned as he saw Roger standing directly behind Beebe with a smirk on his face so he was about to do something to spite them.

"Roger, go find another place to eat! Why are you always here?" Doug asked him with a sigh. Roger cackled loudly at Doug's remark,"Oh, can it, Funnie! I enjoy doing this! Everybody's gotta have a life purpose and mine is…well, making your life a miserable nightmare!" he laughed wildly. Beebe turned around and rolled her eyes at Roger, "Ugh, I thought I smelled a rat!" she quipped, trying her best to ignore Roger and then maybe he'd deicded to go away if he thought he wasn'tbothering them.

"Hey, Bluff! Ya know what I love? Chritmas songs!" he told her. Beebe scoffed,"YOU? CHRISTMAS SONGS? Since when do you like those?" she asked him. "Last Christmas were were practically threatening to slug Willy if he didn't stop playing 'We Wish You a Merry Christmas' last year at my Christmas party!" she reminded him. Roger laughed, "Well, that was last year. And speakin' of Willy…I heard a little song on the radio that reminded me of you!' he told her. Beebe was a little suspicious, "Alright…if you say so. Since when do you even think about me in a positive way?" she questioned him."Well, ever since I heard…" he told her as some slow music played in the background. "Your Dad's been scheming of a White Christmas…" he sung. "Yeah, that's right…I ain't talkin' snow. I'm talkin' my friend Willy!" he said, stopping his singing to explain. "It ain't like the one's you used to know. Oh, you'll be with your dad, Bill-y but also Willy, and the Mayor from a year agooooo!" he sung, hitting the last note loudly. "Your Dad's been scheming of a White Christmas, with two guys just aren't bright, yeah your day will be dreary,and don't feel right, as long as you spend it with the…WHIIITES!"he sung as he jumped onto the table and pretended to play electric guitar as the crowd around him stared and some were even clapping. "I know, I know! I'm great, aren'tI? Who wants to hear it again? Standing ovation, anyone?" he asked the adoring crowd of customers. Beebe shot him a look of pure detest as she yanked him by his hand off the table. "NO, THYE DON'T!" she yelled at him. "Roger…get OUT! Just, get OUT!" she ordered him as the crowd whispered and had their eyes glued at the fight between the two. "Geesh, can'ta guy have a little fun teasing his friend about what an awful Christmas they're gunna have? People are so sensitive these days!" he told her as he walked over to the line to get an ice cream. Beebe scowled, "UGH…that Roger! I can't stand him! He always tries to make things worse for me!' she cried as a tear ran down her cheek again. Doug moaned, "NOT AGAIN!" he said as he watched Bebe hopelessly sob once again.

Chapter 3: "Did You Hear What I Heard?"

Willy White took a look at himself in the mirror, it was the big night. The night he had been dreading for two whole days. He tried to put on a cheerful face but it wouldn't work. His Dad had made him wear an ill-fitting blue tuxedo and a red tie, he felt evn made him wear a satin pocket hanky inside the pocket of his tuxedo to match his tie. His shoes were leather and black with fringed material at the sole. He looked like a genuine Bluff, but he didn'tlike it very much. He wanted to stay in his pajamas on Christmas Eve like he always did, it was tradition, but since those snot-nosed Bluffs would be hear his father said he had to impress them, for some reason he didn't quite understand.

Sure they were rich and owned the town, but his father was never worked up like this before, and it was freaking him out. Willy adjusted his red tie awwardly as he shot his relfection an unsure look. At least he didn't make him do anything to his hair, he liked his hair the way it was and didn't want to use any hair gel and look like some stuffy and upperlclass snob. Willy wrinkled his large nose at his tights pants. He was seriously eating at Swirly's too much for his own good. The moment of silence in his room was broken when his father burst through the door and was looking for him."Willy? When are you gone hurry down? The Bluff'sare almost here! You need to look presentable!" he advised him.

Willy moaned, "But, Daddy, look at me…I already look adequate enough to impress them!" he told his father, he didn't intend on doing anything else, he felt ridiculous enough as it was!

Bob sighed, he did look quite handsome and he was hoping he'dlook his best, he figured that since he was probably uncomfortabl enough that he wouldn't make him d anything else to his appearance. "Alright…wait, how do you know what adequate even means?" Bob questioned his son's surprising knowledgable vocabulary. Willy thought for a minute, "Duh,…from Roger! He's pretty smart, ya know?" Willy told him. Bob nodded, "Well, that's real nice to know you have a friend who'll teach you things!" he told him as he walked over and patted his back."Uh-oh, I better not do that…I'll crease your tux!" he joked. Willy moaned loudly.

"Dad…how long is this gunna take?" Willy asked, he didn't want Mr. Bluff over for too long. "Well, son, don't rush it…we're gone have a wonderful time. Plus, their might be some surprises that'll keep things real excitin'…" he reassured him with a suspicious grin on his face that made Willy wonder what kind of surprises he meant."Duh,…that's great! Like, presents? What kind of surprises do you mean?" asked Willy curiously as he looked up his father who was taller than he was. Bob laughed a bit nervously as he adjusted his tie, which was a nervous habit he always had.

Willy could tell he was hiding something. "Uh, well not presents, son….you'll see!" he told him quickly, appearing to want to change the subject of what surpises were in store. He pushed Willy forward towards the door,"Well,look at the time! Mr. Bluff and his family will be here in a minute now!" he told Willy as he aggressively pushed him towards the door."Duuh.." Willy said, not sure of what to make of his eagerness as he was nearly shoved out the door."WAHH!" yelped Willy as he fell down on his knees after getting pushed by Bob. "Sorry, son!" Bob apologized, looking a little guilty for rushing him. Willy got up and dusted off his pants, "No problem, Dad!" he replied as he walked down stairs, the Bluffs were not there quite yet. He hoped that deep down, they would find a way to not make it. Maybe something would come up! Maybe they deicded spending Christmas with he and his Dad would be lame compared to having a fancy Christmas at their mansion. At least he hoped so. He crossed his fingers as his Dad walked down stairs. "Dad, the Bluff's are late! I think they should have been here by now! I think they're probably too busy to come, why don't we go eat at Chez Honque or something? they're probably not even gunna show up. We don't need to celebrate Christmas with them, c'mon!" he tried his best to convince his father as he grabbed onto his blazer and tried to drag him towards the door, hoping they'd miss the Bluffs and they'd get so ma dthat weren't home that they'd never agree to do a get together again!

Bob released his son's hand off his blazer and straightened it back up, "Now, son,they're gone be here. Just wait!" he reassured him as he sat down on the couch to watch some Tv before they arrived.

He turned thechannel to channel 45 and preceded to watch Mayor Tippy Dink do a speech. "I think the major problems in Bluffington are mainly pollution problems, Lucky Duck Lake is filled with all kind of littering that citizens have carelessly polluted it with. Plus, toxic smoke coming from Bluffco Industries is one of the major reason creatures residing in the lake have no clean water and some even dieing a slow and painful death…" she spoke into a microphone to the large crowd surrounding her who were holding up supportive and some offending signs of their opinion of Tippy.

"Also, the second biggest offender of Bluffington is our city streets. We desperately needless littering and some are even unpaved, making drivers have wrecks more and more everyday…" she White was making a mocking gesture with his hand at Tippy's speech."Oh, blah, blah, blah.." he mocked her as he rolled his eyes. "At least I was a good mayor. Look at that woman,Willy, she's crazy in the head! She disgusts me!" he said as he stared at Tippy on the TV screen with a look of detest and disbelief. Willy nodded, "Yeah, she's weird!" he agreed with his father as he walked over by the looked at him lovingly, "Your right, son. Your right…these are dark days in Bluffington!" he comforted him as he patted his back. "And LESS MALLS! Less shopping amounts to MORE TREES!" Tippy cheered as she got applause from nearly everyone in the audience. "Daddy, why doesn't she like malls?" Willy asked him with sad eyes.

Bob looked at him solemnly, "I don't know, son,…like I said, these are dark days!" he said in a serious tone and he hugged him closely, he knew these new views in Bluffington was too much for the kids to handle! "Duh, she;s a mean lady!" Willy replied as he hugged him back. As their sweet moment ended, they heard a knock on the door."KNOCK KNOCK!" a southern voice said from behind the door. Willy moaned as the voice rung in his ears, it was obviously Mr. Bluff judging by the voice. He hoped so deeply that he couldn't make it but he knew not all Christmas miracles can come true. Bob turned off the TV, "UGH, I can't take this woman no more!" he complained as he changed the channel to a cartoon about a pink bear and a male doll,"Now, this look's like entertainment!" he said as he sat back and relaxed. It was then he heard the doorbell and a knock, followed by a familiar voice, "That must be the Bluff's!" he told Willy excitedly, Willy just stood there and didn't respond. Bob walked over to the door and peered into the blinds to see Beebe, Betty, and Bill Bluff all standing outside with smiles on their faces. "They are just the nicest people!" he said to himself as he eagerly opened the door. The mix of voices of all the family filled the room simulaniously that Bob could hardly comprehend what each of them were saying. "Why, hello there!" he greeted them with opened arm as he and Betty hugged. He walked over to Bill, "I'm so glad ya'll made it!" he told Bill as they exchanged a hand shook his hand in return firmly with a genuine smile, "Well, we wouldn't miss it for the world! Would we, Beebe?" asked Bill as he looked over at his daughter who was wearing her red velvet military-style jacket with the white trim along the sleeves and bottom like she wore into Swirly's. She was wearing some black stocking under it and some matching boots which were desighned specifically for the coat itself. Her earrings were round and gold which complemented her outfits perfectly. Her hair was curled all over and was pulled into a ponytail, and she was weaing a ridiculously big red bow. Willy wrinkled his nose at Beebe, she looked like a spoiled little 6 year old, he had never seen such a look on her before. If that was supposed to impress him, her father sure didn't do a good job taste-wise. He was lucky he was rich and well-respected…if he would even be respected anymore after Beebe's getup! Bob admired Beebe's new outfit, he loved how festive it looked and thought it was very /-appropriate. He never cared for how she dressed before but he thought she looked lovely."My, my, Beebe! Don'tyou look like a pretty little Christmas ornament?" he complemented her as he walked over and patted her shoulder.

Beebe rolled her eyes, "Is that a complement?" she shot back at him as she crossed her arms over her chest with an unimpressed look on her face. She was already hating every minute of his was a bit shocked at her reply, she certainly wasn't the most polite girl around, she had quite the attitude on her hands.

"Well, of course it is, sweet pea!" he responded to her rude remark in a pleasant tone, he didn't want to upset Mr. Bluff and completely ruin everything! "It better be." Beebe mumbled which her father heard and he gave her an upset look. Beebe gulped as her father shot her a look, and mouthed "Sorry". "Go ahead, darlin'! Go talk to Willy, tell me how handsome he looks in his blue tuxedo!" he whispered to her as he pointed at him with his cane. Willy was pouting by the stairs, refusing to make eye contact with the Bluffs and felt uncomfortable the way he saw Mr. Bluff point in his direction. Beebe whined a shrill whine, "But Daddy, you know I like Skeeter! And plus…he's WILLY! He's not my type. That's gross!" she complained as she stomped her foot and continued crossing her arms. Mr. Bluff gave her a look of disapproval, "Now, Beebe-doll, you need to polite to Willy. You never know…you might have to end up spending a lot of time with him someday.." he warned her as he put his hands on her shoulder and talked in a low voice so Bob couldn't hear their conversation.

Beebe stuck out her tongue in digust, "Yuck! What'sdo you mean by that, Daddy?" she asked, getting confused by the way he was saying that. Bill sighed a little, "I mean, someday you and Willy might have you know…have a partnership and end up having to tolerate eachother, and maybe end up realizing he's a great boy!" he told her. Bebe looked shocked,"PARTNERSHIP? Look, Daddy, I don't know what your talking about. Willy and I hardly even speak to eachother at school! H;e sso immature! I'd never have any kind of partnership with him!" she told him bluntly. "Look, sugar, just go talk to the boy! You might find something in common! Now, tell him he looks nice and be polite!" he ordered her as pushed her towards Willy and followe din her foot-steps to make sure she said it. Beebe grumbled as her father pushed her into Willy's direction. "Hello there, William! How are ya doin'?" Mr. Bluff asked him with a friendly smile as Willy looked at him unappreciavely as he leaned his head aginest the stair case, only interested in being a wall flower."Duh, I'm fine, I guess.." he replied, even though he was obviously miserable. Mr. Bluff put his hands on Beebe's shoulders, "Willy,Beebe wants to tell you somethin'!" he said partly to Willy and partly to Beebe as he gave her a wink. Beebe groaned loudly, making it obvious she didn't want to say what was coming next."Willy…you look very nice in that suit!" she told him with as little enthusiasm as she could muster which was followed by her rolling her couldn'thelp but snicker at the obvious acting she was doing, Bill was probably forcing to her to say that, but it sure was entertaining hearing it come out of her mouth. He tried to hold in his snickers, "Duh, thanks!" he replied as he bit the inside of his cheeks to make sure he wouldn't stifle a grin. Beebe glared at Willy and crossed her arms. "WOW, SPARKS! Ya'll are just too much!" he said loudly enough that Bob would believe the two were actually getting along. Bob wiped a tear from his eye, knowing the two were bonding together. He rushed over to where they were standing and hugged them both at the same time, "See, I knew ya'll would be friends. Just takes a little conversation!"he told them as they both struggled to get out of his arms, especially Beebe. Beebe rolled her eyes as he let them go. "But, Dad, we're-" Willy began tosay but he were cut off by Bob's voice. "Now, young people, let's get on to the presents! Oh, Beebe, your just gunna LOVE what I bought ya at the mall!" he told her with a wink. For the very first time that night, Bebe actually had the smallest feeling of happiness. If it's from the mall, it HAS to be good! At least a great gift would make up for the miserable night she was already having. She really hoped it was that new scarf from The Horse and Buggy shop, she had been eyeing it the past week but didn't get around to getting it yet. It wasn't she didn't have the money, because she was the richest girl in town! It's just she didn't get around to finally getting her hands on it quite yet.

It was brown and silk with the letters H and B on them for Horse and Buggy. She just knew it'd go great with her new brown dress she bought from the Pomogranite Democracy, and the new brown heels she bought from Shoes N Shoes. She sighed as she imagined herself tossing the scarf over her shoulder. She hoped that maybe her Dad had mentioned it to Mayor White! "Sounds like a good idea to me, Mr. White!" she said in a surpringly cheerful tone as she walked over a table and sat down in one of the chairs."Well, I'll go get it right now!" Mayor White responded as he walked upstairs to go get Beebe' gift. "William, I just so happen to have a real nice gift for you too! And your father of course!" Bill told Willy as he sat down in the chair beside Beebe. Willy nodded with a small smile as he sat down eside Mr. Bluff and eagerly awaited his present, if it was from the Bluff'sit had to be something expensive and nice! He was actually excited, it'd be the only highlight of the party! It was that moment when Mr. White walked downstairs wwith an unusually large present wrapped in pink paper with flowers all over it. There was another one which was fairly small on top of it wrapped in brown and burgundy striped paper, and another which was moderate sized on top of the others in purple paper with a pink bow on the middle of it. was clearly struggling to carry them all . Bluff laughed a little, "My, aint that a whole lotta presents, ain't it Beebe-doll?" he asked Beebe with a smile ashe placed his caneon the ground, he didn't feel like carrying it around right now. Beebe's face lit up at the beautifully wrapped gifts, but was disappointed when the one which was obviously her's since it was wrapped in pink paper was larger than she expected.A scarf or any fashion item wouldn't possibly be in such a box, unless he was trying to fool her!

She didn't get worked up about it quite yet, she still had a little bit of faith in his gift choices."Mom, c'mon! We're about to open presents!" Bebe shouted over at her mother as she motioned for her to come over."I'll be over there, honey!" she told Beebe as she walked over with two decently large presents for Willy and Bob and sat down beside Willy. Willy smiled at her, "Gee, are those presents for me?" he askec curiously as he took one from her hands and began to shake it. It made a bit of a clangy noise when he shook it. Betty gave him a slightly offended look when he yanked the present out of her hands, "Yes, dear. They are." she told him with a bit of coldness in her tone. Willy didn't seem to notice though, he still shook and shook the gift around. It was then when she took it out of his hands and placed it back on her lap. Willy just sat there with a blank look on his face. Mr White took a seat beside Betty after he placed all three of his gifts on the table. Betty then placed her's on the table next. "Alright, let's get down to business, shall we?" Mr. Bluff announced as he picked his cane back up and strolled over to the gift tablke and picked up the brown and burgundy striped wrapped gift with his name written on it on a reindeer sticker. "Well,this must be for me." he said with a light chuckle as he took the present over to his seat and preceded to open it. "Well, what on Earth could this be?" he asked everyone as he pulled out a lovely new watch. It was golden with diamonds encrusted in the inside of it. It was perfect for him! He didn't even have to pretend to like it! "MY, what a lovely watch you bought me!" he told Bob with a genuine smile as he slipped in on his arms and showed everyone."Well, how do I look?" he asked the crowd. Everyone nodded and Willy gave a thumbs-up. "Glad ya liked it, Bill!" Bob said to him as he walked over to the gift tbale and gave the purple wrapped present to Betty."Oh, Bob, you shouldn't have!" she giggled as she took the gift out of his hands and ripped the paper off to see a white box. She pulled the taped top of the box off to see a beautiful antique coffee pot."Oh, Bob,you know how I just adore antiques!" she said to him as she placed iton the table."Its perfect! You couldn't found me a better gift!" she said to himself as he smiled in return."Well,I'm glad you like it!" he said to her. "Okay, MY TURN!"Beebe squealed as she bolted out of her seat and rushed over to the table and struggled to carry the heavy pink wrapped present. Beebe placed itin her seat and violently ripped at the paper to see a large brown box which tape around the top of it."Ugh, it's sealed. DADDY, open it!" she demeanded with her hands on her hips as he walked over and pulled out his pocket knife to open it for her."I'll get it, sweet pea!" he told her as he sliced around the box's top and it was finally opened. Beebeknocked over the tall box since she couldn'treach inside the box to pull out the gift from that angle. She then pulled out a gift which ended up to be a white dollhouse . Bebe just stood there, unsure of what to say. She surely was disappointed, didn't Mr. White already know she was 13 and was too old to even be playing with dolls…especially not doll HOUSES! "Wow…" she said as stod there in awe, excited to hear what she had to say about his gift. Willy was trying to hold in his laughter at the unexpected shot him an angry look which made him flinch. "DO ya like it, Beebe?" asked , amking her feel a little guilty."Sure.." she responded, making it unclear of whether she truly liked it. But Bob surely took it well and smiled ear to ear."I KNEW You'd like it! See, if you have your little Barbies at home they won't be homeless anymore!" he joked. Beebe laughed a fake laugh at his joke.

"Now, who's turn is it?" Bob asked as he scratched his chin in thought. Willy grinned as he jumped up from his seat and began jumping frantically,"OOH, OOH, OOH!" he exclaimed as he jumping up and down and eagerly awaited for his Dad to notice that it was his turn to open his gift. "Oh, why of course…Willy, you can open your gift now!" Bob said to him as he carried a package in orange paper over to his seat and ripped at the bright paper to see a simple brown polo shirt with medium sleeves ,an argyle print, and a popped collar. It certainly wasn't the gift Willy was hoping for,it wasn't his style. It was too preppy. Mr. Bluff didn't know him very well and he understood that, so he knew that was the reason he gave him such a shirt."Gee,…it's very…tailored!" Willy said as he scanned his eyes over the shirt, thinking of the nicest possible thing to say about it."Uh, thanks.." he continued with a meek and meaningless tone as he put the shirt back inside the bx and placed it on the table. Bill smiled, "Glad ya like it, William! Thought that'd be a real nice style for ya!" he reassured him, Willy gave him an awkward thumbs-up before turning his head in the opposite direction. "Now, Robert, it'syour turn!" Betty told him as she crossed her legs as waited to see what he thought of his gift. "Oh yeah…of course!" he said as he walked over to the table and picked up the very last present which was wrapped in shiny green paper with a big darker green ribbon tied around untied the ribbon and opened the box to see a personalized picture frame which read,"Vote For Me". Bob was so touched by such a thoughtful and spirit-lifting gift that he was speechless."Oh my…Bill, this is wonderful!" he said as he admired some more. "It'llalways remind me that somedy people will finally..vote for me, again!" he said as he began to well up in tears. "Plus, it'll go with my vote for me clock!" he laughed. "Well, we noticed you said it sometimes…a lot of times…all the time. So, Betty and I figured to put it on the frame!" he explained to him. Bob smiled a genuine smile at him, "Well, there couldn't have been anything more fantastic!" he thanked him. Bill shook his hand and smiled. Beebe rolled her eyes as she watched her father give his gift to Bob and saw what was inside, it was so tacky beyond her belief! She stuck up her nose and made a gagging noise , "Oh, PLEASE! How tacky, could Daddy have possibly gave him something more stupid?" she mumbled under her breath as everyone didn't even acknowledge she was saying anything. They were too lost with mindless mingling, she couldn't wait for this horrendous party to end and she could spend Christmas with her family at her mansion. Bill Betty, and Bob were giggling and laughing loudly as the conversation flowed unanimously. "Well, look at the time…" Bill said as he glanced down at his watch and Beebe and Willy were clearly waiting in anticipation for the words, 'guess we need to get going'. Beebe and Willy were both crossing their fingers behind their backs hopefully. "Your right, Bill, it's time to DANCE!" Bob exclaimed as Bill laughed and nodded his head. "You took the words right outta my mouth!" Bill replied as Betty smiled eagerly. Bill walked over to Beebe's seat as he saw her daughter's disappointed face, "Hear that, Beebe-doll? We're gunna start dancin'. You can see your Daddy bust a move to "Run, Run, Rudolph"" he laughed as he broke into disco-like dance movements as Beebe watched in horror. "Ugh…" Bebe replied as she crossed her arms over her chest, unwilling to get out of her seat.

Dancing was not what she felt like doing, it was only going to make things worse unless she was actually happy! Bill was confused why she wasn't being a social butterfly like she was usually. "What's wrong, honey bunch? You ain't in the mood to groove?" he joked. He still didn't get a response out of his daughter. "I don't wanna dance though…" Willy got up out of his chair and told his father. Bob put his hands on his hips, "Now, Willy, the Bluffs ain't ready to leave yet so ya better try and have a good time! Why, don't you ask Beebe for a dance?" he asked him with the most convincing face he could come up with. Willy stuck out his tongue in disgust, "YUCK! I'm not dancing with Beebe!"

he told his father. Bob had a disappointed look on his face and was hoping to make him feel guilty by it. "Well, that's alright. Leave poor little Beebe out in the cold without a dance partner. You just leave 'er sittin' in a chair and lookin' sad like she is now!" he tried his best to make him feel horrible for not dancing with her. Willy was completely unaffected by his father's attempt of making him feel like an awful person. "Duh, okay!" he responded with a small guffaw. His father looked at him in disgust, "Willy, how could you?" he told him with a shameful look on his face. He then yanked him by the arm aggressively, "That's alirght! Your dancin' with her anyways!" he ordered him as he dragged him in her direction. "Ugh…" moaned poor Willy as his father dragged him along. He wished he was better at saying no but he wasn't. This was the worst night of his entire life, even worse than when Roger fell in love with Doug's sister, or even when Roger went on that long trip with his mom. He was lost and confused those days but today was about to top it! When they got over to Beebe's chair, she was still sitting there talking with her dad who was trying to convince her to dance, once again unsuccessfully. "Oh, Beebe!" Bob said to get her attention. Beebe sighed and shot him a look of disinterest. "What?" she asked apathetically. Bill smiled over at him and winked. Bob winked back at him. "Beebe, Willy would love to dance with you!" Bob told Beebe. Beebe raised an eyebrow and figured it was another attempt of her forming a friendship or even relationship with Willy, which still wasn't going to happen in a million years. She couldn't take it anymore, when he complemented her dress was weird enough but dancing with him would be even worse for her! She stood up from her chair with her hands placed firmly on her hips, "NO! I wouldn't dance with him if he was the last boy in Bluffington! If you think I'm ever doing that, your NUTS!" she yelled as she stomped her foot in anger. Bob, Bill, and Betty looked shocked at her misbehavior, they had never seen her that bold and angry before. They had no clue how much she hated Willy, Bob especially thought they were good friends upon going to the same school together. He never imagined he'd be wrong! Willy just stood there and felt slightly offended at Bebe's insults towards him. He knew she hated him, but not that much. "Young, lady.." Bill said, breaking the silence. "Your are GOING to dance with Willy and your going to do it NOW!" he ordered her. Bebe gave up it was only going to lead to drama if she tried to argue, she deicded to suck it up and pretend she was dancing with Dylan Farnum or even Skeeter. She sighed and tried to calm down and find peace the best she could. "Fine…I'll dance with him." she said reluctantly as she held her head down sadly. Willy moaned loudly, he wished he was anywhere but here right now! Bill beamed at his duaghter's surprising decision, "Thank you, darlin'!" he told her gently as he motioned for her to follow him over to the small dance area by the fire place. Betty smiled and giggled as she brought over a blue boom box and placed it on a white table. Willy sighed as he walked over, he wanted to get this over with. Bill gave Betty a wink as she nodded in return. She then walked over behind the couch and rummaged through her purse and was obviously looking for something. Beebe's heart beat rapidly as she waited nervously for the 'okay' so she could get this dreaded dance over with. This was the worst Christmas ever. Willy noticed Bob was warming his hands in front of the fire and wasn't paying attention. "Ya know, I don't really wanna do this…" Willy admitted to Beebe. Beebe scoffed and nodded in agreement, "I KNOW! Me neither! My Daddy can be so stubborn sometimes!" she whispered to him. Willy nodded and guffawed, "Yeah, mine too! Can't they see we're miserable? This Christmas is the worst yet!" he whispere din response. "Join…the…crowd!" she responded sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. Suddenly, Beebe felt the presence of someone hovering behind her. "Well, look what it is? MISTLETOE!" the voice said, Beebe recognized it being her Dad. Suddenly, before Beebe could react she felt her head being shoved forward and felt the taste of someone's lips on hers. Her heart jumped in shock when she saw in front of her Willy pressing his lips right on hers. She tried to escape the grip of her fathe'rs hands on her head but she couldn't. Willy nearly gagged from the suddenness of the kiss. He had never been more digusted, this was his first kiss and it would hopefully be his last. He couldn't believe his father would ever stoop so low! He tried to escape the grip of HIS father's hands on his head, but like Beebe he couldn't escape. They had never been so angry and revolted at anything their fathers had ever done. It was almost like they were trying to force them on eachother, but they then came to a realization that was that was exactly it. They didn't know why, but it was a hard fact that that was the case! Willy mumbled through Beebe's mouth on his, and was nearly out of breath as they're fthers finally separated them. Beebe's face was fiery red with anger, even more angry than before. "WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?" she screamed so loudly that Willy had to cover his ears from her shrilliness. Willy was hypervenalating from feeling breathless, he was too busy gathering himself to ask his father what was it about. Bill backed away, feeling a little intimidated by his daughter's raging anger. "Now, Beebekins…it's not what you think. I know your mad but…" he said but was cut off by Beebe. "It IS what I think! Your trying to get Willy to ask me out!" she corrected him as she pointed her finger at him. Mr. Bluff laughed a bit nervously, "Like I said, it ain't what you think! O can honestly say, I ain't trying to get Willy to be your little boyfriend!" he told her honestly but Bebe was still a bit suspicious of his motives, what ELSE would they be doing? She wasn't buying it! "Oh, yeah right, Daddy! That HAS to be the case. Well, guess what? He's NOT MY TYPE. So, could you PLEASE get over it?" she asked, on the verge of tears even though she wasn't going to openly show it. Bill wished the party was going smoother, but it wasn't. He would get up and leave right now if it wasn't fo his own reasons he wanted to stay. He deicded to get off the subject of she and Willy kissing by starting some music. "Well, Beebe-cakes. I feel terrible about what I did!" he told her with false sincerity but she was actually buying it a little.

"Why don't we just relax and listen to some nice Chirstmas music?" he asked as she put his hands on his knees and got down to her level. Beebe smiled a little, he could never make her mad for too long. R-really? I don't?" she asked with a tint of hopefulness in her voice, she hoped he said what she thought he said! Bill sighed, "No, honey. You don't have to dance with William…" he told her with a gentle smile. Beebe smiled happily and hugged him, "Thank you, Daddy!" she told him as everyone gathered around the boombox. Bill deicded to take the upper-hand with what music to play, "Whoah now, I'll pick ya'll out a nice tune to dance to…alonE. But I still wouldn't say no to couple dancing.."he told Beebe with a wink, still hoping she'd change her mind. Beebe groaned and crossed her arms, " DADDY!" she scolded him.

Bill tried to calm her down, "Alright, alright!" he said as he put in a CD and pressed the 'play' button on the boom box. He then exchanged a wink with Bob. Willy and Beebe looked at eachother as they saw their Dads continuously wink at eachotheer every time something bad happened, "Okay, I'm a littlesuspicious the way they keep winking!" she whispered to Willy. Willy nodded as his lpurple hair bobbled a little, "Right! I'm a little scared what's next…" he whisperd to her as strange music began to play. "Love and marriage, love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage. This I tell you, brother, you can't have one without the other…" the song played from the boombox in a loud fashion as Willy and Beebe stood there looking confused and dazed. "Um, Daddy?" asked Beebe yelled over the loud music. Bill laughed a little as he walked over to Beebe and smiled obliviously. "What is it, pumpkin?" he asked her. "I thought we were going to listen to CHRISTMAS music not…this JUNK! It has nothing to do with Christmas!" she told him bluntly. Willy nodded in agreement. "Yeah, what kind of music is that?" he asked. Bill laughed with a bit of anxiety in his tone, "Well, it's a special kind of music…" he told them. "Yeah, but why can't we listen to Christmas music, Mr. Bluff? Ya know, like some fun music like "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" something that's fun and tells a story about Christmas!" Willy explained to him. "Exactly!" added Beebe, surprising herself that she was actually AGREEING with Willy White! Bill and Bob exchanged some suspicious glances at eachother and they appeared to be mouthing some things to eachother that neither Beebe nor Willy could quite comprehend.

"What are they saying?" whispered Beebe to Willy. Willy shrugged, "Duh, I don't know! I don't know a lot of things!" Willy guffawed, giving her a straiught answer. Beebe rolled her eyes and then glued them on her father's behavior with Willy's father's. It was scaring her how they were acting tonight, it was like they were planning something terrible, she's never seen her dad act this suspicious since he was planning to kill that blue monster in the lake. Bill and Bob stopped their quiet conversation to face Beebe and Willy. "Well, William, this song does tell a story.." Bob explained to his son as he walked over to him and patted his back. "Why don't you just stop and listen to the lyrics? Think about it…" Bob convinced him with a small grin. Willy nodded and his tried to comprehend the meaning of this song, it didn't even have all that much lyrics like most songs that told a story did! "Duh, alright!" agreed Willy as he placed his finger below his mouth and tried to think the best he could, what could this song's story be? It had to be more thana story by the way his dad and Bebe's were acting, it had to be some news he was trying to tell him but wasn't brave enough to just spit it out. He listened to the lyrics of the song closely, "Love and marriage, love and marriage, go together like a horse and carriage. This I tell you, brother, you can't have one without the other…" the song blared from the boombox. Willy stopped to gather his thoughts about these thinly-written lyrics, and he finally came to a conclusion. "Daddy, you aren't trying to tell me that your getting married again are you?" he asked him curiously, that was the only immediate thing that came to mind. Bob shook his head, "No, son, of course not!" he laughed. Willy scratched his head and another thought came to him, "OOOH, we're getting a new CARRIAGE?" he asked happily as he jumped up and down in joy, he had always wanted a carriage! Bob shook his head and laughed. Willy thought some more, "Uh, a new horse? Horses SCARE ME!" he told him asked as he shook a little remembering when a horse nearly bucked him off his back in kindergarden, he was traumatized. Bob let out a hearty laugh, "NO! We wouldn't want another horse incident again!" he said, rmemebering the horse that nearly killed Willy in kindergarden.

"That's good…" Willy said, feeling relieved there was no new horse. He was completely out of guesses what his big news was though, there were few lyrics in that song and he was pretty sure he was out of guesses relating to them. "I'm stumped!" Willy concluded, "What's the big news?" he asked. He and Bebe's heart beat like a drum as they awaited the answer. They were both scared of what their father's reply would be. Bill and Bob exchanged another glance at one another, Bill nodded as if he was signaling it was okay for Bob to tell them certain news. Beebe gulped deeply and Willy was shaking and sweating inside his tuxedo. The moment of nerve-wracking silence was broken by Bill's voice "William…Barbara.." Bill told him in stern tone as Betty and Bob watched with eyes staring at them solemnly. Willy's eyes welled up in tears of fear of what was coming and Bebe felt so sick at her stomach that she didn't even care that her Dad just addressed her by her full name which she HATED. If she wasn' t so scraed right now she would have felt like never coming into school again, fearing Willy would tell everything her real name but today she didn't care. She felt a feeling inside of her that her life was about to change for the worst, she didn't exactly know why but she had a feeling, and she wished it'd go away. She prayed to herself that the news wouldn't be anything too life-changing. "I can't do this…how am I supposed to tell them?" Bill mouthed to Bob. Bob laughed, "Bill, don't worry 'bout it. I'll tell 'em the news! " he mouthed to Bill as he gave him an 'okay' sign with his fingers. "William…Barbara.." Bob announced to them in the same tone Bill had previously used. Bebe and Willy hung their heads low and clutched their hands tightly as they awaited the terrible news. There was a quick moment of silence as Bob readied himself to tell them the big news. "YOUR GETTING' MARRIED!" he yelled loudly as he breathed heavily, feeling glad he got that over with! Bill and Betty clapped and whistled as he bravely told the kids the news. "Very impressive, Mr. White!" Betty complemented him. Bob bowed and laughed smugly, "I know, I know! I was a mayor, I know these things!" he laughed confidently as he adjusted his tie with a conceited grin. Willy and Beebe looked in absolute horror at him, they're mouth were wide open from shock that they couldn't even speak. Of all the news, they were never expecting something so sick and twisted. They were only 13, and you couldn't get matried at that age in Bluffington, it was illegal. There was no way they could ever find a loop-hole in that. Willy put his hands on his hips, "NUH-UH! You can't do that! Everybody knows you can't get married until your 15 in Bluffington! DUH!" Willy corrected Mr. Bluff ashe faced Beebe and made a 'crazy' sign with his hand. Beebe angrily grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly. "COULD YOU BE ANYMORE STUPID, IT'S 18, EINSTEIN! How'd you even GET in my school?" she screamed at him as she put her hand son his shoulders and shook him aggressively. Beebe didn't always react so violently but it was a moment of weakness for her and when she couldn't cry, she'd always get out her flustering emotions by taking it all out on others. "YOUR STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID! THIS WHOLE PLAN IS STUPID!"she screamed hysterically as Willy screamed and yelped at her anger as she shook him. Suddenly, Bebe let him go and broke in out into uncontrollable tears. "WAHHH!" yekped Willy as he fell to the ground right on his face. As much as Beebe didn't want to believe it, by the look on her father's face he looked like he was telling the truth and looks like he meant business. Bebe' heart and dreams felt like they both had been broken as she saw her Dad's face. Everything was over for her if this horrible news was true! There'd be no fashion college, no yearly trips to Europe, no shopping sprees, no Skeeter, …no perfect future, nothing! Beebe' felt tears run down her face as she imagined how her future was going to be ruined for good! Instead of all her wishes and dreams, she'd be in the kitchen, making Willy a peanut butter snadwhich and feeding it to him by hand like he made her do when he substituted at school that time. She shuddered as she imagined giving him a foot massage and the horrible stench of his large feet going right through her nostrils. She visibly gagged at the thought, she had to end this somehow. She didn't know when or how but she was going to. When Beebe bluff set her mind on something it was going to happen! Maybe her Daddy thought of her as a youg and helpless little girl, but she was more than that and she wasn't going to ruin her dreams by marrying the man of her nightmares! She couldn't even speak to her father right now, all she could do was stare at him and shake her head. She was too disgusted! She helped Willy up who was still face-down in the floor, cluelessly. "Here.." Beebe said reluctantly as she helped him up because he was the only person in the room whome she wasn't angry at. "Duh, thanks…" Willy thanked her as he stood back up and dusted off his pants which had specks of dirt all over them. Beebe sighed, "Your welcome.." she responded. Bill, Betty, and Bob were still silent, unsure what to say to Beebe next. "Well, Beebekins. What do ya think? You like the idea of marrying Willy?" Bill asked her with a wide, cheesy grin. Beebe saw through his shallow phoniness, and knew that deep-down he was hopefully feeling guilty and ashamed at himself for completely ruining her lifee. Bebe couldn't even look at him, "LIKE THAT IDEA? LIKE THAT IDEA? ARE YOU CRAZED? I HATE IT!" she screamed as her eyes welled up with tears. "it's HORRIVBLE!" she continued. "Willy and I aren't even IN LOVE! Do you have any clue how my future will impact with being married to such a…such a…" she began to say before looking at the angered expression on Bob's face. Beebe squeaked a little nervously as a tear ran down her cheek. "Honey pie, look. William's father and I have planned this for quite a while and we saw an article in the paper about this little-known country called Kidsinlovania that kids are allowed to marry legally…and so I thought. Hey, it's Christmas, why not now?" he explained to her as he alked over to her and kneeled down to her level, and tried to console her the best he could. He patted her back, "It'll be fun! There's an adorable little church there that ya'll are gunna get married in!" he told her, trying his best to convince her the good parts of this visit. Bebe still refused to look at him as she cried into her clasped hands. Willy was still standing there, looking miserable. The poor boy didn't know what exactly to say.

"We though'd it'd be nice for two of the most important men in Bluffington…William's father and of course me. To marry off the two most important KIDS in Bluffington! Don't that sound nice, darlin'?" he asked her as he hugged her. Beebe pushed him away . "NO! IT SOUNDS HORRIBLE! It's the WORST IDEA you've EVER had!" she yelled into his face. Willy laughed a little under his breath at their dramatic exchanges. "I can't marry WILLY! If you really cared about me you'd let me marry you wanted and not someone that YOU wanted! Just because Willy's father used to be mayor does NOT mean we're a good match!" she screamed at him.

Mr. Bluff was unaffected by his daughter's protests and refused to take his foot off the ground. He had planned this and a wedding was going to happen! "But, Beebekins.." he told her but she was already walking away from him. "Don't BEEBEKINS me!" she responded harshly as she walked upstairs and refused to interact anymore with the Whites. If they still wanted a party they could have it by themselves, because she wasn't going to sit around and pretend she's enjoying it anymore. All Beebe wanted to do was go upstairs and cry, she was too angry to even speak to her parents right now.

Chapter 4: "A Guy with a Plan"

Mr. Bluff was reading the paper under the air of the cooling fan above him. He had not spoken to Beebe all day. She had not came down from her room since they're fight the night before. He hoped she was alright and hadn't done anything harmful to herself. He took a sip of the coffee beside him as Betty walked into the kitchen.

"Hello, dear.." he said to Betty as they both exchanged a kiss before Betty sat down in the chair facing him. "Where's Beebe? I haven't seeen her all morning. I do hope she's doing okay…" Betty said with deep concern in her voice as she watched the butler bring them a large plate of sausages. "Help yourselves…" the butler said as he placed the steaming plate of susages in the middle of the table for them to eat, he then placed three white bibs beside them. "Thank you!" Bill thanked him as he tied the white bib around his neck to eat. Betty then tied her's around her neck, "Thanks you!" she thanked the butler. They both looked down at the remaining bib which was for Beebe who was a no-show. "Where's Miss Beebe?" asked the butler as he chopped some carrots onto a large piece of china with a plant engraved in the middle of it. Bill sighed, "She's mad about the wedding…she'll get bored and come down soon." he told him as he grabbed his fork and took a big bite of sausage. Betty nodded, Betty was sympathetic for Beebe and disagreed with Bill. But she didn't want to tell him or it would only complicate things. Beebe was already angry at him, and he wouldn't want the two most important women in his life both angry at him. That would be too cruel. "Darling, why don't we take Beebe out for lobster tonight at the Orange Trout? That would make her feel better!" she told Bill as the butler placed a platter of carrots surrounding a large ceasar salad. "Thank you!" they said unanimously as they both took a bite of the delicious, fresh, salad. They were so lucky they had fresh vegetables to make salads like most people didn't. Most people had to go to a fancy restaurant to get salads that nice. Bill shook his head at Betty's suggestion, "Nah! Guy's comin' tonight. His parent's are ahem…out of town and I thought it'd be nice for him to come stay with us for a while!" he told her as he took a sip of the boiling coffee. "Ooooh, hot!" he laughed to himself. Betty giggled a little, "OH! Guy Graham is such a fine young man!" exclaimed Betty with a joyful look onn fer face. "I'm glad he's stayin' over with us!" she said. Bill nodded, "Yeah! He reminds meof myself when I was young…same purple skin, same dashin' good looks, same personality, and we eeven dress the same!" he explained to Betty. Betty scanned her eyes over Bill's royal blue tuxedo with light blue tie. It was very sophisticated and elegant, very different from the casual style she's often seen Guy wear.

"Honey,…I thought Guy was much more casual." Betty said to him. She rmemebered last time Guy was over he was wearing a brown-orange colored collared shirt with Capri-length sleeves and argyle print. It was nice but not as fancy as Mr. Bluff wore. Betty knew Bill was just being delusional since he saw Guy as his son.

"HEY! You've never met me when I was high school! How would you know how I dressed when I was his age?" he corrected her as he banged his hand on the table. Betty scoffed, "BECAUSE, I saw your picture where you were in that prissy little sailor uniform!" she corrected him with a teasing look on her face. Bill blushed a little, she always made fun of that picture for some Bill. Even the butler did! "Se? You dress nothin' like Guy!" Betty ended the discussion as she took a bite of tomatoes from the salad. The petty argument between the two was disrupted by the sound of the door bell, "Well, that must be Guy!" Bill smiled as he got up from his seat to greet Guy with a nice handshake as usual. The butler walked over to do his duties as usual, he opened the door to see Guy who was standing there with a big, cheesy grin on his face. He was holding a load of suitcases and was wearing none other than…a sailor uniform. It was a royal blue blazer with a white turtle-neck underneath with matching pin-stripe pants with a white strip across the sides. He was wearing white tights under them with white mary-janes. A blue sailor hat with a flag in the back to top it off. "HEEY-AY! How ya doing, Mr. Bluff? NIIICE outfit!" he complented as he winked and pointed at their similar royal blue apparel. He walked over and he and Mr. Bluff both exchanged hand shakes. "Why, what a coincidence is that!" he laughed as they both shook hands before both letting go. He walked over to Betty, "Mrs. Bluff…lovely as always!" he said as he took her hand and smiled. Betty blushed and giggled a little,"Oh Guy! You slay me!" she giggled. Guy just laughed and patted her hand before letting go. They were both busy laughing and mingling that neither Betty nor Bill noticed the blue girl still standing outside the door, waiting to be noticed. "Sally, you can come on in, babe!" Guy called out to the girl who was none other than Sally. Sally walked in a bit uncomfortably, she never cared for the Bluffs because they never semed to rmemeber her every time she came! Bill sighed, "Well, how could we have forgotten about…about…" he said as he snapped his finger rapidly and tried to remember this little blue girl wearing glasses and overall's name. "Polly! POLLY! How could we had forgotten about you?" he told the girl as he hugged her tightly with one arm. She tried to escape his grip but she couldn't even get out a word to speak. "Uh, Mr. Bluff.." she squeaked through his intense hug. She breathed heavily until he finally deicded to let go. "Now, what is it, Molly? You know we love you" he asked Sally as he kneeled down and patted her shoulder. Sally wrinkled her nose a bit at his false sincerity and backed away a bit. "It's SALLY!" she corrected him with hands on her hips. Guy walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, "Sally….it was just a little mistake, babe!" Guy reassured her with a smile. Sally smiled back, "Alright, sorry about that!" Sally said sweetlyto him as he adjusted her glasses back on her nose. Whenever Guy said something to her it was like the world was silent, she could never tell him but she had had feelings for him since their first meeting. She was never the same since! She was hurt by the fact that after a whole year of working together, Guy had never acknowledged her true feelings for him. He'd go off with beautiful girls like Patti Mayonase and Cassandra Bleem and leave her out in the cold like she didn't even exist. Every day he came back from a date, she'd have to pretend like she was interested and every time he broke up with a girl she'd have to pretend like he'd find another one. When she really wanted to stand up and say that she was crazy for him and for him to stop thinking about the other girls and just go for the one who's always been there for him. But every time she tried to tell him her emoitions of fear and reject from him held her back. HSe wondered if she would ever have the guts to tell him the truth.

Secretly, she hoped there'd be a moment of weakness someday that she'd break down and tell him the truth in the heat of the moment, but it seemd hopeless something like that would ever happen. Sally sucked up her on-going emotions to talk to Mr. Bluff, "Sorry, Mr. Bluff! My name's Sally by the way!" she said in a warmer tone as she held out her hand for him to shake since it was like they haven't met before evn though they had many times.

Bill shook her hand firmly with a welcoming smile, "Well, any friend of Guy's is a friend of mine!" he told her. Sally smiled as she shook his hand, "Same here!" she laughed. Guy looked around the room and noticed something truly strange, there was no Beebe ins ight! He was secretly hoping to see her after in the past few days he noticed he had developed a bit of a crush on her. He couldn't explain it but when he saw her lately at school he's flt like his heart had dropped. She was so sweet to him sometimes, and she was the only person he knew that was an vain about their looks than him. He felt some sort of a connection with her. The crush only got deeper a few days ago when he heard from behind a corner that she liked a guy that was purple, drop dead handsome, friends with her dad, and there was an age difference between them. Guy knew it was him, sure the age difference wasn't THAT BIG since it was only two years but to Beebe it was probably a long time. He was so confident that Beebe loved him that tonight he was going to see her reaction when he told her that he was spending the week with her! He knew she'd just beam with excitement! Guy continued looking around for Beebe, "Mr. Bluff…where's Beebe?" he asked him. Mr. Bluff was busy socializing with Sally that he hardly noticed Guy's question. "Oh!" Mr. Bluff replied when he finally got his attention. "Well, Guy she's a little mad right now. I think she's in her room! Check there!" he adviced him. Most fathers would be looked down on to ever let a boy go in their daughter's room with no one else present but Bill had a deep trust and respect towards Guy and would trust him to do anything. He knew Guy and Beebe were friends and he knew that Guy would never try to harm her or do anything that would offend her. Guy nodded and saluted Bill quickly before walking up the staircase with a grin on his face. He smoothed out his sailor uniform and admired his reflection in the doorknob befoe entering the room to look for Beebe. There he saw her on her pink canopy bed and she clutching her purple teddy bear and crying loudly into her hot pink satin pillow. Guy looked at her sympathetically and creeped over quietly to the right edge of her bed to comfort her the best he could. He admired the sophistication of the feminine décor in her room. It was full of a diamond-encrusted vanity which lit up, tons of stuffed animals, a beautiful canopy, marble floors, and a giant TV which he heard from Mr. Bluff had a bazillion channels on it. Guy watched her sadly as he tapped her back, "Hey there, Beeb-ster!" he greeted her with a friendly smile Beebe continued crying hopelessly into her pillow and hugging her Lots'o Cuddlin' Bear tightly. Beebe looked up tosee Guy Graham standing in front of her, she was glad to have someone besides her parents in the house ….and Lot'so Cuddlin' Bear to talk to. She wiped some tears from her eye, "Hey, Guy…" she said with a small smile. "What are you doing here?" she asked him as she stroked the on her bear. Guy patted her back, "Well, my parents are out of town and Ethan's gone to visit colleges for two days! I thought I'd come here!" Guy said to her as he stroked her back slowly. "Hey, what's wrong? It look a little…a lot upset." he laughed a little. Beebe wiped some tears from under her eye, "You would never believe it…" she told him as he sat closer to him and placed her bear in her lap. "I mean, you know I feel bad if I'm wearing these ratty old pajamas and my makeup's not even done…" she laughed. Guy smiled at her, "Hey! I think you look awesome!" he told her sweetly. "I mean, I'm in a sailor's outfit!" he joked as he pointed to his outfit and managed to make Beebe laugh a little. "I'm so glad you're here, Guy, you're the only one that I even feel like talking to besides Lots'O Cuddlin' Bear!" she said as she held up her bear for Guy to see. "Go ahead, he love cuddles!" she told him with a big smile as she waited for him to hug the bear. Guy nervously laughed and pushed the bear away, "No thank you…" he said to her honestly, he didn't want her to start a rumorof him sleeping with a tedy bear…no matter how much he likd her. Beebe looked at Guy sadly, still holding the bear out for a hug from Guy. "Please…he'll be sad." she teased him with a pouty look and pressed the bear's hand. "I need love!" the bear said. Guy groaned as he took the bear out of her hands and managed to give it a quick hug, "There, happy now?" he asked her, pretending to be embarrassed. Beebe giggled a little and took him back into her arms, "Yeah! I am!" she replied with a teasing smile.

She pressed his paw again, "I have to pee!" it said next, Beebe wrinkled her nose and put his aside. "Too much information!" she told the bear and blushed a little. Guy looked a bit turn-offed by the bear's strange phrases, "That's an….interesting bear!" Guy said as his eyes shifted uncomfortably. "What's that movie he's from again?" Guy asked Beebe. "Oh, you mean Toy Tale 3?" asked Beebe, she loved the nmovie and the bear was her favorite characters. Guy nodded shyly, "Yeah, that's it.." Guy replied.

"Gettting off subject…what's the matter?" Guy asked her sweetly as he put his arm around her slyly and patted her back in a gentle fashion. Beebe smiled at Guy's sweet gesture, "Well, it's a long story.." she sighed. Guy looked at her earnestly, "You can tell me! I'm open-minded!" he said to her. Beebe sighed, "Alright…here it goes! My daddy's wanting WILLY WHITE to MARRY me, can you believe it?" she asked him. Guy gasped and continuously patted her back. "Get outa town!" he exclaimed as his mouth hung open in shock. Beebe laughed a little at the irony, "I KNOW! It's out of town! Like, out of the COUNTRY! He wants us to get married in some rat-hole named Kidsinlovania, it's like nearly UNKNOWN!" she complained to him. "He thinks it'll be a NICE IDEA just because we're the two richest kids in Bluffington! How stupid is that?" asked Beebe as she stick out her lower lip and made a whining sound. Guy's was shocked that Mr. Bluff would ever do something like this, they were friends…best friends and for some strange reason he dind't even run this by him. He was shocked that he would do this. Hefelt sympathy for Beebe and wished that he could help. Willy of all people, he knew Beebe hated Willy and he couldn't imagine being forced into marrying someone you hate. He hoped that maybe he could convince Mr. Bluff to not do this to her, but there was a small chance since he knew that Mr. Bluff was a determined man and it'd be hard to convince to change something this huge. He wanted to help Beebe the best he could though! He put his hand under her chin and looked up at her, "Hey, babe, I know it's terrible but that doesn't mean I couldn't help you…" he said to her with deep concern. Beebe stopped crying and smiled brightly at him, "R-really? You could do that? You would?" asked Beebe asked as she clapped her hands together and her eyes lit up with joy. She knew deep down that there was some small hope left thanks to the kindness of Guy's heart. She had never sen this side of Guy before, usually he put this false mask of concern on and didn't truly care. Beebe could see it in his eyes though that he was truly caring about her well-being.

Guy smiled at her, "Yeah, I mean your dad and I are buds and I think I can convince him to change his mind! Alright?" he asked her as he gave her a small hug with his right arm. Beebe nodded and felt conforted that Guy would fix things, she had faith that he would convince her dad…somehow. He looked like he had hi mind set to do it. She was so touched that he was suddenly so kind and understanding towards her problem. She returned his hug and got a little closer to him. "Thanks, Guy!" she thanked him as she rested her head on him. Guy sighed a little under his breath, she really did like him! Maybe that was the key. Maybe if he showed Mr. Bluff how Beebe was in love with him that he'd change his mind about her marrying Willy! The scheme wasd too good! He knew deep down that Mr. Bluff had always wanted him to get with Beebe and if he found out that his dream of them as a couple had come true he'd forget that he even planned the wedding! Guy grinned to himself at the plan, it was perfect. "No, worry, babe. I have the perfect plan." he said to her as he continued holding her.

Beebe raised her head back up, "Don't worry, I know that you can think something up!" Beebe said to him with trusting eyes. Guy touched her shoulder, "You got that right! As long as your Dad and I are friends you will NOT have to marry Willy White! You got that, Bluff?" he teased her in tone that made him sound like he was a stern camp counselor. Beebe giggled happily at his joke, "Oh, Guy! Stop it!" she laughed as he hit his arm playfully. She realized that she better come out of her room soon or her Dad would think she was doing something with Guy that she wasn't. As much as she hated it, it was time for her to come down stairs. She deicded she'd wait for just a few more minutes since talking to Guy alone was the most fun she had had since the big news. "Don't worry, I'll make sure everything is cleared up. Don't worry." he said to her sweetly and he stared into her eyes. Beebe smiled and looked at him in return with a loving glance, "I know.." she said in a trusting tone as she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Sally was standing in the corner of the room to check on Guy and she couldn't believe what she saw. Beebe was giving Guy a kiss on the cheek. One would disagree that it was friendly, but judging by stunned yet head-over-heels look on Guy's face it was a little more than friendly. Meaningful or not, it was cleared Guy had a crush on Beebe and Sally was heartbroken, it was as worse as when she saw Guy practice kissing Patti for the school playa t the beginning of the school year, or when he helped Cassandra Bleem carry her books when she had a soprianed ankle from stomping her foot. Sally looked horrified as she saw how Beebe was giggling oveer everything he was telling her. It was sick! Sally's eyes filled with tears of lonliness as she peered in the door and saw what chemistry the two had. She deicded she had beeter go downstairs before Guy noticed she was looking, it wass only going to worsen things if he knew how heartbroken it was making her. She wiped the tears from her eyes so Mr. Bluff wouldn't comment as she hurried back downstairs and pretended nothing was wrong.

Mr. Bluff walked over to her, "Tally, where's Beebe and Guy? Tell 'em you get downstairs!" Mr. Bluff ordered her as he pointed to the stairs. Sally nodded shyly as she walked back up the stairs. She was too upset that she forgot to tell them to come back downstairs!

She knocked on the door a little too loudly than she planned, "GUY, BEEBE?" she yelled in a slightly hostile tone to get their attention. Guywas so lost in Beebe's eyes and their intense conversation and he nearly paid no mind to the loud knocking of the door. Guy got up off the bed, "Hold on! That must be your Dad!" Guy told her and he took her hand and helped her off the tall bed. Guy walked over to open the door and saw Sally with a disapproving look on her face. Guy didn't know what to think of the sudden irritability on Sally's face."WHOAH THERE! What's wrong with you?" asked Guy as he raised at eyebrow. Sally rolled her eyes and didn't even bother to respond. They all walked downstairs and Beebe ttried to avoid glances with her father.

"BEEBE-DOLL! Good mornin'!" Mr. Bluff greeted her as he opened his arms for a hug. Beebe just turned the other and way and stuck up her nose. "I don't give hugs to Daddys who don't care about my feelings!" she told her harshly as she crossed her arms, refusing to talk to him anymore. Mr.. Bluff sighed hopelessly as he pulled something in a pink and purple box from behind the stairway. He hid it behind his back and his tapped Beebe's shoulder, "Not even Daddys who give presents?" asked Mr. Bluff with a smirk on his face. Beebe thought for a minute and eicded she'd talk to him just until he gave her the gift he was hiding behind his back. "Eh…okay!" she agreed as she turned around and held out her hands for the surprise gift. Bill grinned as he pulled out from behind hi sback a purple bear similar to the one Beebe was holding earlier, in fact it looked EXACTLY like the one Beebe had on her bed earlier. Bebe stood there, unsure what to say. The bear was just like the one she had upstairs. Her Daddy didn't even notce that since he was the one who bought it for her. Beebe was still silent. "You like it, Beebe-cakes?" asked her father with a big grin on his face as he waited for his daughter's excited reply. Beebe just stared at the bear, looking confused. "Daddy…I already have the same bear. You bought it for me when Toy Tale came out, rememeber? He was our favorite character" she reminded him as she held up the bear for him to take another look at. Mr. Bluff laughed when he realized he forgot to explain something to her, "OH! I forget to tell ya that this one is SPECIAL! It has different moods that you can change him to! SEE? All you gotta do is open the velcro and change the little switch to whatever emotion pleases ya!" he showed her as he changed the switch from happy to angry.

"HUG ME! NOW!" the bear screamed in an intimidating voice. "See? He sounds like me!" Bill joked about the bear's outhern accent. Beebe rolled her eyes, the bear was pretty neat but after seeing the movie she felt a little guilty of replacing her old one with this revised new version. She'd had the old one since the movie came out last summer and she had gotten used to him by now. She took the bear from her Dad, "He's cute…but what would my other Lots'O Cuddlin' Bear think?" she asked her father, she felt a little silly for saying it but it was true. "Oh, just leave 'em at a reststop or somethin' on the way to Kidsinlovania…" he said carelessly with a shrug. It was just a stuffed animal to him and since she's got the new version, why would it matter? "DADDY! Your TERRIBLE! Did you even SEE what happened in the movie?" she asked with with hands on her hips. Mr. Bluff laughed nervously, "Well…just forget it!" he said, Beebe had a point."Could I see the bear, Beebe?" asked Sally with a forced smile. Beebe smiled at her, unaware at her phoniness. "Sure, Sally!" Beebe agreed as she gave Sally her bear. Sally grinned a little, "Huh,…is there a JEALOUSY button on him?" asked Sally as he glared over at Guy and Beebe with icy eyes. She opened the velcroed area of the bear and flipped the switch to the word 'jealousy'. "IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU! NOBODY CAN!" the bear proclaimed with a disturbing cackle. "What a neat bear!" Sally said eyeing Guy a bit as she hugged the bear tightly. "I feel your pain!" she whispered into his ear before throwing him over to Beebe.

"Hey!" Beebe commented at Sally's reckless throwing of her new toy. Beebe pressed his paw again after switching the switch to 'happy'. "I'm so happy you're my FRIEND!" the bear said in a cheerful tone as he laughed gleefully. "Aww…" Beebe said as he hugged him. Guy rolled his eyes, "Can you believe this?" he said to himself at Beebe's strange attachment to the toy. Mr. Bluff looked down at Guy, "Ain't that sweet? You should bring Captain Comet the Galaxy Ranger over to play with Lots'O Cuddlin' Bear, what do ya say, Guy?" he asked him as elbowed him and laughed. Guy's eyes bulged and he blushed a little, he never even told Sally and Beebe about the time Mr. Bluff bought him Captain Comet. Collecting toys from popular movies was a little-known secret that he'd die if anyone ever found out. His cheeks flushed with shame as his eyes shifted a bit, "N-no I don't! What Captain Comet?" he asked with a nervous chuckle. Beebe snickered under her breath.

Guy felt like he wanted to go up into space WITH Captain Comet when he saw Beebe's snickering. "Guy..don't pretend ya don't know! Cause ya do!" Bill reminded him, he knew he was a little embarrassed but he loved to tease him about it! The topic of toys was closed when Beebe walked over to her father, "Look, Daddy, you buying me this new bear is nice but it still doesn't make up for you trying to marry me off with Willy…nothing can!" Beebe told him bluntly, face to face. Her eyes filled up with tears again since the subject of her marriage with Willy came up. No matter what happened, how good or not all she could think about was that!

She knew it was hopeless except if Guy swooped in and saved her, but as much as she hated to admit the chance of that was probably little to none. Mr. Bluff sighed, "Beebe…I know your upset. But you'll know William's a real nice boy when you marry him…" he once again tried to convince. Beebe was listening, she knew Willy and he wasn't her type, nothing was going to ever change her mind!

"But Daddy…" she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. Mr. Bluff didn't respond and just walked away. Beebe looked over at Guy sadly, trying to remind him to do something. Guy felt hurt looking at Beebe so miserable, he was going to jump in and convince Mr. Bluff to change his mind and now was the right time to do it!

"Don't worry, babe!" mouthed Guy with a wink at Beebe. Sally stood in the background rolling her eyes. Guy followed through with his promise and stopped Mr. Bluff in his tracks, "Mr. Bluff…" Guy said, feeling unsure of how he was going to ever change his mind. Mr. Bluff followed him into the kitchen, "What Guy?" he said as he grabbed his cane form the corner and walked in style. "You can't do this…" Guy stopped him. He flinched a little as he awaited his reaction, he was going to be in son much trouble and his relationship with Mr. Bluff could be in jeopardy buth he didn't care, he made a promise to Beebe that he'd change things and he was going through with it no matter what.

Mr. Bluff sighed at Guy as he threew down his cane and sat down on a cushioned stool in the kitchen. Guy sat down in the one beside him. "Guy…I can't. Mr. White and I have already planned everything!" he told him firmly. "I can't back trhough.." he continued. He grinned a little as he stood up and faced Guy, "Guy…I need a big favor of you!" he told himas he placed a strong hand on his shoulder. Guy shrugged, "Okay, anything!" he agreed with as mile. "I would love for you to be the best man…err guy, at Beebe's wedding!" joked Mr. Bluff. "What do ya say?" he asked with a look that Guy couldn't refuse. Guy thought for a minute, he felt terrible for not being able to convince Mr. Bluff to call off the wedding but being her…or Willy's best man or guy would be the least he could do. "Sure…" Guy said reluctantly. "But…I need to ask Beebe if it'd be alright, okay?" he asked Mr. Bluff as he stood up and backed away a little, scared of what he may think of his "but". Mr. Bluff sighed, "Fair enough.." he told him as he motioned for him to go ask Beebe. Guy smiled, "Thank you, Sir!" he thanked him as he bolted off to the living room to ask Beebe.

Beebe was pouting on the couch and looking miserable, Sally was also pouting in the corner for a reason he wasn't sure of. "BEEBE!" Guy said as he sat down beside her on the couch. "I gttta ask you something.."he said. Beebe moaned, "Unles sit's about canceling the wedding…I don't know!" Beebe replied as she burst into tears once again. Guy patted her arm sweetly, "No…it's not. I'm so sorry, babe. I tried but he seems like he's refusing to change the plans.." Guy admitted to her. Beebe moaned as she got up, "Typical.." she commented as she rolled her eyes."Here's the thing…" Guy began to tell her. "He wants me to be a part of your wedding. Is it okay if I'm your best guy?" he joked with a small laugh as he looked into her eyes. Beebe smiled a little, "I'd like that…" she replied sweetly. "Even if you didn't make him change his mind, at least you tried. I'd love for you to be my best guy, Guy! I know you'll be a great one!" she told him kindly as she hugged him closely. Guy hugged her in return, "I know you don't want me to say this right now, but your make a beautiful bride!" Guy said to her as he put his left arm around her waist and drew her closer. Beebe smiled, "Thanks Guy!" she thanked him as he touched his right hand. Sally's eyes welled up in tears at the two's touching moment, it was too much for her to take. It seemed that Beebe was getting all she ever wanted. She kissed Guy, he hugged her close, he told her how beautiful she was, he put his arm around her, and even though it was quiet she heard him call Beebe babe the way he thought he onlydid to her. Sally's face reddened as a tear ran down her blue face. "It's getting late…I better go.." she said as she glanced at her watch. Guy looked over at her, "C'mon, don't leave yet. Don't you want o come mingle with us? Beebe's upset and she needs some more company!" Guy said to her, he knew something was wrong with her and he was going to find out. She had been acting strange since he came downstairs, she was fine until then. He couldn't imagine what made her so upset! It was so odd!

Sally scoffed under her breath, "No thank you…" she replied coldly as she stormed out the door and deicded to walk home since she came on Ethan's car and he was already gone off to those new colleges. "Whatever sands your wood, Sally!" he quipped befoe seeing her sam the door. "Geesh, what's wrong with her?" he asked Beebe. Beebe shrugged, "Don't know!" she replied before clicking the remote on to watch some TV to take her mind off her future husband.

Chapter 5: "Unexplainable Hostility"

The next day at Swirly's everyone seemed to be there. Beebe was with Guy, Patti was with Doug, Willy was with Roger, and there was Sally who was sitting in a secluded booth by herself. Sally eyed Beebe and Guy's conversation from behind the corner as she took a big spoonful of strawberry sundae topped with peanuts.

Sally had odd taste, any other customer would be disgusted by the idea of nuts on strawberry ice cream but Sally's taste differed. She ddidn't need a Peanutty Buddy to enjoy her favorite snack. The cold sundae filled her mouth as she took another big bite. She glared at Beebe and Guy once more, her body filled with goosebumps when she saw the obnoxious giggling she would do everytime he said anything. She wasn't all that sure what he was saying that was just so funny but you could hear Beebes laughter from miles away. Sally was worried, it was like Guy and Beebe were falling in love one moment at a time. The girl who he barely even paid attention to a year ago suddenly had his full his heart, and it sickened her. The way thir eyes met, the way he made romantic gestures at her, the way they're conversation flowed so easily, and the way he sounded whenever she heard him complement her. It was obvious the two were in the first stages of love. Sally sighed hopelessly as she rested her head on her could be so cruel to her. As much effort as she put to make him happy and this is what she received. She wished wished she could push everything off their table, look him square in the eye and tell him that she couldn't take it any longer and kiss him passionately. But she was too scared to even think about doing such a thing. From around the corner she saw the way Beebe kept touching Guy's hand, she didn't doubt the way she kissed his cheek in her room the day before. It felt like Beebe was taking out her heart and stepping all over it the way she kept doing all the things she wished she hafd the nerve to do with Guy. Sally's eyes welled up with tears as she slammed her sundae down aggressively. She then stood up from the stood and confidently walked over to Beebe and Guy's booth to remind him she was there, he didn't even bother to greet her when they arrived. Well, she was in the corner near the back but it didn't give him an excuse to not say hello. She was pretty sure he saw her! Sally tapped Guy's shoulder from behind and cleared her throught, "AHEM!" she coughed a little to get his full attention. "So, then I told Roger-" Guy was telling Beebe with his arm resting on the table before being interrupted with a tap on the shoulder and a cough. "Hold it for a sec, babe.." Guy told Beebe with a wink. He turned around to see Sally with a slightly annoyed look on her face. He gulped a little and wondered what he did, what has gotten into her? She had been acting so bizarre since yesterday. Guy grinned widely and pointed a thumb and index finger at her, "HEY-AY, Sally, 'sup?" he greeted her. "Sit down!" he encouraged her with a welcoming smile. Beebe smiled as well, "Hi there, Sally! Cute shoes!" she told with as she pointed to the brown and slightly pointed lace-up boots she was wearing. Sally raised an eyebrow at her comment, "Uh, Beebe…I wear these EVERY DAY!" she shouted at her, until she realized that she was being a little too hostile . Beebe and Guy stared at her, shocked at her strange bursts of anger. "Uh, Sally?You okay, babe?" asked Guy as he patted the seat for her to sit down beside him. Sally calmed down a bit, "Yeah, I'm fine I guess. I just don't feel 100 percent.." she said to before taking a seat beside him and glaring at Beebe in the corner of her eye.

"I'm with ya! I mean, I have to get MARRIED in 2 days to WILLY WHITE! Could you imagine what I'M going through?" she asked Sally as she sighed a dramatic sigh before resting her head on the table. Guy patted her arm, "I know, I know. Let it out, babe!" he said to Beebe gently. Sally scoffed a little at Beebe under her breath, she was so selfish to automatically bring up her own problems. She was a horrible human being. After being treated like a princess all her life with butlers, maids, a chauffer, a mansion, a big-screen TV, and the status of the richest girl in town she was complaining about…GETTING MARRIED? It was then, it struckSally Beebe was GETTING MARRIED! Suddenly, all her problems faded away when she realized she could no longer be able to make a move on Guy if she was Willy's wife! Sally squealed a little which got some stares from Beebe and Guy. "Sally, why are you doing that?" asked Guy, noticing the odd yet strangely joyful noise she was making. Sally gathered herself and tried to control the grinning she felt like doing so much, "Oh, it's nothing…" she replied as she bit the inside of her cheeks to avoid burst out in to squeals and giggles in front of them. Sally's heart was light as a feather once more as she had hope that her future with Guy would still remain in tact! Beebe was the only girl in Guy's life since Patti refused to give him a chance after the break-up, and Cassandra had found a man she thought was far more 'cooler' than Guy. Sally felt like she was the only one woman in Guy's life once more. Her happy thoughts were interrupted by Beebe's waving hand in front of her face. "HELLO?" Beebe exclaimed to get her attention, "Are you THERE? I'm getting MARRIED in 2 days? I need some SYMPATHY here!" she reminded her harshly. Guy cleared his throat at Beebe's rudeness, "Beebe!" he scolded her. Beebe rolled her eyes. Sally smiled a pleasant smile, she was too happy to care about Beebe's brattiness to her and would feel free to empathize and show compassion for Beebe's situation. Afterall, when she got married Guy would finally be all here's. She did admit to feeling a bit guilty for celebrating such a trajic moment for Beebe. She didn't know which way to go, she knew it must be horrible to be forced to marry someone you don't even care the least bit about. Sally eyed Willy in the corner and wonderd if there was a small chance of her getting to know him better and maybe the twto would end up falling in love. There wasn't much hope for it but it would clear up the unexplainable guilt she was feeling on Beebe's part. Sally smiled a genuine smile at Beebe, "Beebe…is there any chance you might wanna you know, get to know Willy better?" asked Sally. "I mean, you two have hardly spoken to eachother! Look at that…" Sally paused to try to point out a physical feature that was attractive on Willy. Sally stammered a bit as her eyes scanned over Willy who was taking a big, messy bite of a Frothy Goat. There was a moment of silence until she finally agreed that Willy had pretty nice hair. She wondered how much hair gell he used to get it like that? He probably used more than Guy! "…Hair! Willy has really nice HAIR! I mean, look at it! Pretty cute, eh?" asked Sally as she pointed over at Willy with a convincing look on her face. Beebe refused to budge, her decision was final about Willy. She had seen him EVERYDAY at school and she didn't find a thing she thought was handsome about him at all. Same old hair, same all mole-teeth, same old plain outfit, same big nose, same spiky hair, and same old Willy. Beebe wasn't going to change her mind. He didn't even change his outfit! "NO! I don't like Willy! He's so gross!" Beebe replied as she saw Willy burp loudly. Beebe studdered at the impolite gesture. Sally gave it, there was no convincing Beebe of anything. The girl was just too stubborn!

She could always say get to know his personality but Beebe was too shallow and vain to see through that and Willy wasn't the smartest guy around either. The poor boy didn't know half the words she and Guy used used in the school newspaper, it was sad.

Sally faced Beebe, "Well, look, have you tried to see through to his err…great personality?" Sally asked in a bit of doubt in her tone, it wasn't going to work with Beebe but she diecded to take a shot at it! Beebe scoffed, "His PERSONALITY? Who do I look like Belle? I'm smarter than that!" she replied with her arms crossed tightly.

Guy laughed at her joke, "Yeah, and who do I look like…Gaston?" he joked then paused. "…Oh, wait" he continued, noticing that his hair and personality did resemble Gaston a bit. H ewas always his favorite Disney character. Sally put her hand on Beebe's shoulder, "Look, you'll never know if you don't try!" she told her honestly. Bebe sighed, "But, I already KNOW his personality and I don't like it! It's DUMB!" she whined. She didn't realize that Roger Klotz and Willy were walking by at that moment, "Duh, what's dumb?" asked Willy cluelessly. "Us getting married?" he quipped with a guffaw. Roger laughed in a nasal tone at his joke, "Whoo! Good one, White!" he told him as he playfully punched his shoulder. Beebe rolled her eyes, she was reminded more and more how she hated Willy's personality and this was the perfect example. "Oh, grow up! Like you could control it!" she shot back at him as she held back tears from being teased about something so horrible to her. Guy looked a bit offended by Willy's slightly cruel joke, he didn't appreciate Willy joking about something that was bothering Beebe badly enough. He stood up from the booth, "HEY! Don't joke about it! I know your upset about it too!" he told him boldly with hands placed on his hips firmly. Willy was shocked by Guy's startling reaction, why was Guy defending her so? Willy stood there without replying by Guy's comeback. Roger put his hand on Willy's shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Go ahead! CREAM HIM!" Roger whispered to him. He had always wanted to see Willy in a fight. Willy just shyly shook his head, "No, Rog! I can't…that's Guy Graham!" he whispered to him back. he knew Guy had a lot of power and plus he was older than him, he worked at the school newspaper and could make an article that could ruin his reputation. He was scared and wasn't about to fight back! Plus, he was honestly sympathetic for Beebe and knew he was just as upset about the plans for their wedding. Willy backed away from Guy slowly, "Gee, I'm so sorry, Guy! I'm sorry, honest!" he apologized as his knees shook from underneath his baggy, brown pants. Roger scowled at his friend's weakness. "Look, I know how Beebe feels and I'm just as upset about the wedding. I didn't mean for that joke to offend anyone.." he said innocently. Guy began to feel guilty for making such a big deal out such a little joke, but he had gotten closer with Beebe in the past few days and felt more protective towards her. He wasn't going to let anyone run over her with jokes about something that was already making her miserable enough. Guy smiled over at Willy sweetly, "Alright, sport…I understand." he said to him softly as he leaned over and patted his shoulder. Willy smiled up at him, "Gee, thanks Guy!" he thanked him before walking away with Roger. Roger rolled his eyes at Willy's sappiness, "What a loser!" he mumbled as they made their way out of the establishment. Beebe giggled and looked over at Guy dreamily, "Oh Guy, that was so sweet!"Beebe sighed. It seemed day by day Guy was getting even more king and caring. At the moment she felt like he was the only guy who truly understood what she was going through and was there for her. She was so thankful he was able to spend the week with her! It only took a few days for her to realize how kind he was! "Why did you do that?" she asked with with her eyelashes fluttering. Sally felt like barfing up her strawberry sundae when she saw the sweet moment Beebe was having with Guy but reminded herself that in just a few more day she'd be married and she wouldn't have to worry. Guy looked her in the eyes and smiled sweetly, "Well, he was being sorta rude. I just wanted to make sure you weren't getting ran over.." he told her. "Aww, well it was very kind of you!" she thanked him with sparkling eyes staring into his. Sally looked up at Guy sadly but he didn't even seem to notice her once again, he was too busy flirting with Beebe. She felt unwanted and abandoned by him, even though she knew Bebe was going to get married to Willy it truly hurt her to see him act this way to her. It was like Beebe was living out all of her fantasies the way Guy jumped in and defended her that way. It was too much for her to handle. Every day was some form of heartbreak. First she kissed him, now this. Sally was choked up by her emotions as she pushed her sundae out of the way. "I think I need to go.." she announced them. Guy turned around to face her, "Why? We're all having a great time!" he told her, completely unaware about what she was feeling inside. Sally shook her head, "Nah, I don't feel very well. I think I need to go and have some quiet time." she told him as Guy stood up so she could make her way out of the booth. Sally scooted down the booth and stood up, "Well, see you guys around…" she told them quickly before doing a quick wave. Leaving a large amount of her strawberry sundae left, Guy almost had a notion toeat the rest of it before deiding eating the rest would peeve her off like most things lately. Guy and Beebe waved at her. "See ya, Sally!" Guy shouted over to her. Sally was nearly out the door when she ran into a tall man, "Ah!" she yelped as his strong chest hit her nose a bit. She looked up to see it was none other than Mr. Bluff standing in front of her. He was wearing a rather fancy black, silk blazer with a white shirt and tie underneath. Hispants were silk to match his black blazer and his shoes were freshly shined black boots. He was carrying his signature brown cane. She wondered if he was here to pick up Guy and Beebe. Sally smiled up at him and waved, "Hey there, Mr. Bluff! How's it going?" she asked with with a forced chuckle. Mr. Bluff smiled down at her and gave her a one-armed hug, "Well, nice seein' you here, Taffy!" he greeted her, completely unknown to the fact he was mistaking her name once again. Sally chuckled as he reasleased his arm from her shoulder,"Um, Mr. Bluff, it's SALLY!" she reminded him with a close-mouthed smile. Mr. Bluff sighed, "OF COURSSE! Bless my soul, I never can rmemeber! he chuckled. "Yeah.." Sally responded with raised eyebrows. Mr. Bluff's eyes searched around the restaurant for a glance of Guy and Beebe. "Have you seen Guy and Beebe, hon?" he asked Sally as he scratched his head. "Where could those kids be?" he asked himself. Sally pointed over to their table where the two were giggling and mingling with eachother like they were life-long friends. Mr. Bluff looked at him with a proud stare, he was so overwhelmed with happiness that the two most prized and loved kids were enjoying eachother's company so well. He beamed with pride as he saw Beebe lean over and touch Guy's hand, it was so amazing how two people could blend so well. The way the two's eyes met eachother and the way they were so lost in conversation tthat it was like nobody else in the restaurant was there. He took it in a bit before he went to approach them, it was so beautiful and overwhelming. His heart glowed. He walked quietly over to the two's booth. "Oh, Guy! WOO, that's SO FUNNY!" laughed Beebe with a big, appreciative laugh that her ice cream nearly came out of her nose. Guy flashed a a confident smirk, "I know!" he replied. Mr. Bluff was on the verge of tears of pride at the two's adorable conversation but had no choice but interrupt it, they had to leave sometime. He could watch them bond when they got home. "Why, hello there, Beebe-doll!...Guy doll!" he joked. Guy blushed a little at the strange nickname. Guy Doll? He certainly hoped he never called him that one again, especially not in public! Guy laughed a little nervously, "Heeey..Mr. Bluff! How's it going?" he awkwardly, still getting over the whole 'Guy-doll' nickname. "Hey Daddy.." Beebe greeted her father weakly, still refusing to forgive him for what he had done to her. She looked down at her ice cream bowl and refused to look him straight in the eye. "I hope ya'll had a real nice time at Swirlys!" he told them, pretending to know nothing of the deep conversation he saw them having moments ago. Guy grinned and nodded his head, "Oh yeah! We did, Mr. Bluff!" he responded. Beebe just sat down silent, letting Guy do the talking. Before Mr. Bluff could say anything else a familiar face walked toward him, it was Patti Mayonase, Beebe's best friend. She wearing wearing her signature aqua longs-sleeved shirt with pink polka-dots on it. She was wearing dark denum capris and comfortable pink slip-on sneakers. She waved at Mr. Bluff with a warm smile, "Hey there, Mr. Bluff. Heard the big news!" she greeted him in her slightly nasl southern accent. Beebe and Guy scooted out of their booth to go and greet her. "HEY HEY, Patti-cake!" Guy greeted her as he put one arm her her neck. Patti was uncomfortable with his flirtacious gesture and coyly removed his arm from her neck. She thought she made it clear to him when they broke up that she wasn't in love with him and she really wished he'd get over it. She forgave Guy, sure, but that didn't mean she was about to give him another chance. Still for some reason, he never resisted putting a move on her some how. Patti shot Guy a warning look, "Hello Guy.." she said to him half-heartedly, not wanting to make conversation. Beebe gave her afriendy smile, "Hi Patti! How are you?" asked Beebe sweetly. Patti smiled at her, "I'm doin just fine!" she said to her cheerfully. Guy was looking dazed and was gazing at Patti like he had completely forgotten about his new crush on Beebe for a moment. He wondered if he'd ever get over the beauty who was Patti Mayonaese. "I heard about the weddin' and I was wonderin' somethin'.." asked Patti to Beebe.

"What, Patti?" asked Beebe with a sigh, could anyone find anything ELSE to talk about? The wedding was brought up in every conversation. "Well, I don't wanna be too forward or anything but I was wonderin'…could I be your bridesmaid?" she asked with a sweet smile, she felt guilty for forcing Beebe to say 'yes' just because she brought it up but she knew Beebe was miserable about this wedding and being being her bridesmaid would be the least she could do! She hoped there was no wrong in that. Beebe smiled brightly, "Sure, Patti! That'd be great!...Afterall Guy's the best man…I mean best guy!" she joked as he turned her head and winked at Guy. Patti laughed "Hehe, that's funny! I just hope he won't try to put a move on me at the weddin'…cause after all I still think he kinda likes me.." she whispered quietly where it was only in Beebe and Mr. Bluff's earshot. Beebe giggled quietly, "Don't worry…I'll keep you two on different sides of the room through the whole ceremony!" she whispered as the two girls both giggled wildly in unison. Patti then heard the honk of a car outside and realized it must be her Dad picking her up, "Ugh, my Daddy's here! Gotta go, guys!" she told everyone before running off. "HEY THERE, SALLY!" she greeted her as she noticed she was standing by the door. Sally waved at her, "Hi Patti!" she said to her before she burst out the double doors and hopped in the car with her Dad.

Mr. Bluff smiled a false smile through the whole exchange between Patti and Beebe and it faded into a frown when Patti left. He leaned down and whispered into Beebe's ear, "Uh, princess?" he asked to get her attention. His eyes were shifting uncomfortably. "What, Daddy?" she replied. "Darlin'…you sure you want Patti as your bridesmaid?" he asked with a sense of suspicion in his tone. Beebe's eyes widened with confusion of why her father wouldn't trust her own best friend to be her bridesmaid. Beebe stood stuff and didn't don't exactly how to respond. Patti and her father had always gotten along well. Much better than he's ever gotten along with Doug and Skeeter. What was the deal? Why did he suddenly hate Patti? It's like her father wasn't even the same person in the past week. It scared her immensely. "Daddy, why wouldn't I? She's my best friend! I've always said I was going to let her be my bridesmaid…unless I met Julia Roberts!" she remembered what she told her the day they both attended Patti's aunt's another word spoken, Mr. Bluff quickly grabbed his cell phone from his left pocket and dialed a number. "Hello? Hollywood? Could I speak to a Mrs. …Julia Roberts?" he spoke to a deep-voiced man through the phone. "WHAT? She's FILMIN' A MOVIE? Well, tell 'er to finish it already and get 'er pretty little butt down here to sing at my daughter's WEDDIN'!" he screamed at the man through the phone. Suddenly, the line was cut off and all you could was a beeping signal. The man had hung on him. He shoved him phone back into his pocket with an angered expression on his face. Beebe was staring at him and didn't look very pleased judging by her expression. "DADDY!" she scolded him. "I was just JOKING! Like Julia Roberts could EVER be my bridesmaid! GET REAL!" she yelled, infuriated at her father's stubbornness.

"Now, I just want PATTI as my bridesmaid! WHY is that so bad?" asked Beebe, her eyes were filled her tears as her head shook in disbelief. Her hands shook and she stared at her father with hurt eyes and she ran off towards the door so she could cry in private. She bolt out the door and ran down the block to sit on a secluded bench across from the restaurant. Sally just shrugged cluelessly at Beebe's sudden tears. "Beebekins-" Bill said as he reached his hand out to his daughter but before he knew it she had ran dramatically out the door before he could explain himself. Eveen Guy himself was revolted at Mr. Bluffs unsympathetic and careless behavior. He looked at him in pure detest he would ever do something so horrible. Forcing her to marry someone she had no feeling for is horrible…but not letting her choose her bridesmaid is just bizarre. Why? Why not Patti? He knew Patti and he trusted Patti. Of all girls Beebe knew, it seemed to Guy his first choice would be her! He didn't know what to think anymore, he had a migraine from the confusion of it all. "Mr. Bluff…why?" Why can't Patti be her bridesmaid?" he asked in a up-front yet respectable voice. Mr. Bluff sighed and put a hand don Guy's shoulder, "Son, you'll understand soon enough! I can't explain it.." he told him the best he could but it still wasn't enough for Guy.

Something was wrong here and Guy was going to find out, "But, why can't you? it's your DAUGHTER! Don't you care about her WELL-BEING…Sir?" he squeaked as backed away a little, fearing he upset Mr. Bluff with his angry tone. He looked up to Mr. Bluff who had a look of disapproveal set on his face and was staring down at him coldness in his eyes. "Okay, I'm SORRY!" Guy backed down as he flinched away from the angry Mr. Bluff. Luckily, their disagreement was interrupted by the ring of Mr. Bluff's cell phone. He sighed as he took the cell phone from his pocket, "I gotta take this, it's my assistant, Bob!" he told Guy before walking near the door in the right corner close to where Sally was standing. Mr. Bluff gave her a warning look to get out of his way so he could talk in private, he pointed with his finger for her to go to the other side. Sally nodded and gave him a quick thumbs up before quickly walking off behind the corner. "No, Bob! NO! NO! That's not it, REMEMBER?" he reminded him of something sternly. Sally couldn't helped but eaves-drop a bit on the conversation. She snickered under her breath, spying always made her laugh just because she shouldn't. She pressed her ear the corner to hear the conversation better. "Do I HAVE to explain a MILLION times, Bob? REMEMBER? It's…" Bill reminded his aisstant, Bob of a certain something Sally should have never heard. Sally's stomach sunk when she heard those last words. Her eyes filled with tears and her hands shook. It was like her heart had broken into a million little pieces, who knew words could hurt so much? The world around her felt like it was spinning as thoughts raced through her mind. It felt like her life was over. The rims of her glasses filled with tears as she wished deeply to herself that she had never even heard the conversation, but deep down she knew it wouldn't have changed anything even if she didn't hear. She gathered herself the best she could and she diecded to leave because shee needed some time alone. She breathed heavily as she tried her best to control the tears that were unco,trollably dropping down her blue face one by one. She put a hand on one of the doors when she was stopped by a hand on her back. "HEY-AY! I thought you already left, babe!" Guy said to her when he noticed that she had been crying. He touched her face gently and wiped one of her tears away, "Hey, are you crying, babe?" he asked her softly. Sally managed to stifle a smile a little through the tears. The fact Guy was taking the time to wipe away her tears was enough to cheer her up a little. "I'm just…upset. That's all! I can't explain it!" she told him as the tears fell donw her face like a waterfall. Guy suddenly grabbed her and hugged her tightly. Sally felt comforted by his warm hug and suddenly her troubles melted away for just a moment. Sally rested her head on his shoulder as her tears stained his brown polo. "Sorry!" she mumbled into his ear. "What?" asked Guy. "I stained your shirt with my..tears!" she cried, feeling guilty for staining such an expensive shirt. Guy just hugged her, "Don't worry 'bout it, babe!" he responded kindly. Sally didn't want it to end, but when he finally released her from the hug she figured it was time for her to go. "Well, I guess I have to go…" Sally told him through her tears. Guy reached over and touched her shoulder, "Good bye, Sally." he bid her farewell with a kind smile before she walked out those double doors. She cried silently to herself on the way back to herself. Mr. Bluff finally hung up the phone and angrily shoved it back into his pocket.