Preventing a Royal Engagement
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Chapter 8: Explaining the Reasons
Once the sun had risen Sunday morning, Kashlack seated himself in the loveseat in the living room of his apartment, shooting death glares at the front door. Both he and Squizza, who was standing next to him, were wearing leopard-patterned night robes over their pyjamas. Neither of them got much sleep the previous night because they were angered by Tinka's relationship with Ty, and were ready to confront her about it once she returned home.
Günther, who was standing in the entrance to the hallway, was nervously fiddling with the hem of his sparkly T-Shirt (he had already changed out of his pyjamas). When he learned through a text message that Tinka was returning home with Ty to confess everything, he feared for their lives more than ever. He did not know who his parents would kill first: Tinka for hiding the relationship or Ty for dating her.
The sound of a key jiggling in the front door caused three pairs of eyes to dart towards it. The doorknob turned and the door slowly creaked open.
Tinka slowly appeared from behind the door and the first things she came face to face with were the stern looks of her parents. At first, she knew how to calmly start a conversation with them about the ball, but once she saw the death glare on her father's face, she suddenly lost her train of thought.
"Welcome home, daughter," Squizza said, monotonously.
Tinka gulped. The situation was obviously serious because she was not even addressed by her name and the blonde feared that her parents hated her for what she did.
"Come inside," Kashlack said, his tone icy.
Tinka nodded and closed her eyes to prevent her tears from falling. She squeezed Ty's hand, which he squeezed in return in an attempt to reassure her that everything would be okay.
Kashlack and Squizza watched their daughter push open the door to the apartment and learned that she was not alone, she was with Ty. Their eyes narrowed at the boyish rapper in skin-tight clothing and silently questioned as to why their innocent daughter would date someone who, in their eyes, was unworthy of her attention.
While Tinka closed the door, Ty courageously brought his eyes up to look at her parents directly. Although he was scared about being in their presence, he refused to show it. In fact, he wanted to show her parents that he loved Tinka so much that he was willing to face anything, even their wrath, so he could keep dating her.
Tinka, although she knew what their questions would be, asked her parents, "We're here now. What would you like to know?"
"Everything," Kashlack stated as though it was obvious.
"First question," Squizza began, as calmly as she could. "How long have you two been in a romantic relationship with each other?"
"That question was answered last night," Tinka answered. "Two years. Our first date was when I was thirteen and Ty was fourteen, but we didn't officially become a couple until two years later."
"And why is that?" Kashlack asked, curiously, directing the question to Ty.
Ty took and let out a deep breath before he answered, "We were different in personality, so we were not sure if we would be a good match."
"It took us a while to realize that we compliment each other," Tinka added. "Although we are opposites, there was an attraction between us. There still is."
"Why hide the relationship?" Squizza asked, sounding like a detective in the middle of a police interrogation.
"Because both of you have made it perfectly clear that you do not like Ty," Tinka explained with a frown. "You wanted him out of my life the minute he first walked into it. You assumed he was trouble; you didn't even try to get to know him first." She then turned to smile at Ty and added, "But I'm glad I did."
Kashlack sighed and said, "You know we are not fond of you keeping secrets from us, Tinkabell."
"I know," Tinka said, looking back at her parents, "but what else could I do? I have tried to talk to you both about Ty numerous times, but you refused to listen to me. No matter how many times I've commented on what a nice guy Ty is, what a respectful and caring guy he is, you dismissed my comments as though they were lies. I am your daughter; I thought you trusted me. When I felt like you didn't trust me, I felt like there was no point in telling you about our relationship."
"Was anyone aware of your relationship?" Kashlack asked, raising an eyebrow at the couple.
"Our friends who went to the ball with us, their parents, and anyone who has seen us at school," Ty explained.
Squizza whipped her head around and narrowed her eyes at Günther. "You knew about all this and you didn't tell us?"
"My apologies, Mama, but Tinka's relationship with Ty is none of my business," Günther explained, firmly. "Whatever they decide to do, I fully support. When they decided to keep their relationship a secret, I respected that decision. When they decided to reveal it, I supported them. I would never sink to such a low level by betraying my sister and her boyfriend."
"Considering the recent circumstances, we knew the relationship couldn't be hidden any longer," Tinka explained, as calmly as she could. "We knew you had to be told."
"So when you finally decided to tell us, your idea of doing so was to show up at the ball with your boyfriend as your date?" Squizza questioned, angrily. "You made quite an embarrassment of your father and I. Do you have any idea what kind of impression you made on the royal family when you arrived? There they were, ready to accept you as a suitable bride for their son, and you show up with that juvenile delinquent on your arm..."
"Don't you dare talk about Ty like that!" Tinka cried, defensively. "You're making inaccurate judgments again!"
"Well, if you compare him to Prince Anton, I believe my description of him was fairly accurate," Squizza stated, snootily.
"I will not let you stand there and insult the man I love!" Tinka snapped, squeezing Ty's hand in reassurance. "We have made it perfectly clear last night that I am not interested in Anton. I knew he was going to propose to me, so that is why Ty and I decided that it was time for us to reveal our relationship to the world. I am happy with Ty; he makes me happier than Anton ever will. Whether you like it or not, Ty is going to be in my life for a very long time and I sincerely hope you both will be able to give him a chance."
"Only if you give Prince Anton a chance," Squizza said, in a final sort of tone.
"That's not fair, Mama!" Tinka cried, losing her well-mannered composure.
"Well, it's not fair that you have been mistreating Prince Anton simply because you dislike him," Squizza explained, sternly. "He is a very nice, young man, who believes you will make an excellent bride for him and a wonderful princess of the old country, even though you are against it all. All I ask is that you go out with him once and try to get to know him better."
Tinka sighed. If going on one date with Anton would get her mother to stop encouraging her to get to know Anton better, she would reluctantly agree to it.
Ty was about to tell Squizza that he was against Tinka going out with Anton, but Tinka's hand on his chest stopped him from doing so.
"I will agree to a dinner date with Anton on one condition," Tinka said.
"And what would that be?" Squizza asked, curiously.
"I will let Anton take me out on a formal date, during which I will be open minded and I will get to know him better," Tinka explained, not missing the flabbergasted look on Ty's face. "However, if at the end of the date that it is proven that we're not a compatible match as previous believed, my arrangement of my marriage to him will be voided and I'll continue to date Ty, whom you both will have to try and get to know better as well."
Squizza took one look at Kashlack, and then said to Tinka, "I'm reluctant to accept this, but since you are being very fair, Tinka, I will agree to your condition."
"Thank you," Tinka said, gratefully.
"I will call the royal family at their hotel and make the arrangements," Squizza told her. "Anton will pick you up for dinner tonight at seven."
Günther noticed Ty's shocked face and feared that the rapper would say something to Kashlack and Squizza that he would regret later. As Günther pulled out his cell phone from inside his pants pocket, he decided it would be best to get both Ty and Tinka out of the apartment to discuss the matter privately.
Tinka raised an eyebrow when she felt her cell phone vibrate from inside the pocket of her sparkly skirt. She pulled it out and noticed Günther had sent her a text with instructions on what to do next.
"Is there something wrong, Tinkabell?" Kashlack asked, noticing Tinka was occupied with her phone.
"No, Papa, I just received a message from CeCe," Tinka lied, smoothly. She turned to Ty and gave him a meaningful look, silently telling him to play along. "She wants to meet up with us for breakfast."
"That sounds like a great idea," Ty commented, noting the look on his girlfriend's face. "Let's not keep her waiting."
"Care to join us, dear brother?" Tinka asked Günther, knowing full well what his answer would be.
"I would be delighted to, sister twin," Günther answered, casually. He gestured towards the front door and said, "Shall we?"
Kashlack and Squizza did not object and bid the three teenagers goodbye. As they left, Kashlack sent one last death glare to Ty, causing the rapper to gulp nervously.
After they exited the apartment building, Günther praised Ty and Tinka on their amazing acting skills, praise that was equally returned by the couple. The act they had put on for Kashlack and Squizza gave them the idea to return to Ty's apartment building, where they would ask CeCe, Rocky, and Logan to accompany them to a local diner for breakfast.
As they walked, Ty asked Tinka, "Why did you agree to let Anton take you out to dinner?"
"I only agreed, so my mother would stop badgering me about giving Anton a chance to prove himself a worthy match for me," Tinka explained. "You heard what I told my parents: if, by the end of the date, Anton and I don't seem to make a suitable couple, the arranged marriage will be off. Trust me, Ty, Anton is nothing compared to you, and it will always be that way."
Ty nodded, feeling some sense of relief, but said, "I just don't like you going out with him alone. I know he's a prince and everything, but he's still a hormonal teenage guy. If he goes as far as kissing you goodnight, let alone holding your hand, so help me I will…"
"Relax, Ty," Günther reassured the rapper. "Anton is a gentleman; I highly doubt he would do anything that would make Tinka uncomfortable."
"Still," Ty said, "I would feel better if someone were there to watch over my girl while she is out with Anton. I would go, but if Anton caught me spying on him and Tinka during their date, he would definitely tell your parents, and the last thing I want is your parents hating me more than they already do."
"I could go with CeCe," Günther suggested. "We could secretly follow Anton and Tinka on their dinner date, but if Anton catches us, Anton won't hesitate to lie to our parents by telling them I wanted to sabotage his arranged marriage with Tinka by ruining their date."
"You both make good points," Tinka said. "Listen, Anton will most likely show off his wealth by taking me to a luxurious and elegant restaurant, a restaurant often frequented by couples in romantic relationships. We need to have a couple spying on our date, so they can blend in perfectly with the surroundings of the restaurant."
"Like I said, it can't be CeCe and I," Günther reminded Ty and Tinka. "It has to be a couple whom Anton would not suspect would follow him and Tinka, a couple who, if caught by Anton, can easily fool him into thinking their identical choice of restaurant for the evening was a pure coincidence."
"How about Rocky and Logan?" Tinka suggested. "Or Deuce and Dina?"
"As much as I don't like Logan," Ty said, clenching his fists at the mere thought of the guy, "I would feel much better knowing four sets of eyes, instead of two, were watching you and Anton."
"This just might work," Günther explained to Tinka. "Look, being the gentleman, Anton will most likely ask you where you would want to have dinner. We can talk to Deuce and ask if one of his cousins works as a chef at one of Chicago's finest restaurants. That way, Deuce, Dina, Rocky, and Logan won't have to worry about paying for the expensive dinner they'll be eating while spying on you and Anton."
Tinka was silent as she processed the entire plan in her mind. It seemed like a good plan. If she could get at least one of the two couples, hopefully both, to follow her on her date with Anton, she would feel safer. It would be very reassuring to both Ty and Günther as well to know she would be in good hands.
"When we ask Rocky and Logan to join us for breakfast, we can also ask if they would be willing to follow you on your date with Anton," Günther said. "I'll call Deuce and Dina later and ask them the same thing, minus the breakfast invitation."
Tinka nodded; however, before she could thank Günther for coming up with a majority of the plan, Ty's voice rang out from next to her.
"Raquel Oprah Blue, what the hell are you doing!?" the rapper yelled.
Tinka had been too busy listening to Günther outline the details of the espionage plan to realize they had arrived at Ty's apartment building. Turning her attention away from Günther, she noticed Rocky sitting on one side of the flight of steps, looking like a deer caught in headlights. Directly across from her, with his hands in the air as though he was surrendering, was Logan.
"Ty!" Rocky cried in surprise. "When did you get here? Where were you this morning?"
"Oh, no, I'm asking the questions around here," Ty said, sternly, the responsibility of being an older brother falling heavily on his shoulders. He threw Logan a death glare and asked, "What were your lips doing on my sister's just a few seconds ago?"
"Uh, she's my girlfriend," Logan said, his hands still up. "I think I can kiss her if I want to."
"Girlfriend!?" Ty roared, his eyes widening significantly. "When did this happen?"
"Last night after you and Tinka left," Rocky answered, trying to calm Ty down. "We danced together a few times, we talked a lot, feelings were revealed, we kissed..."
"I can't believe you, Rocky!" Ty interrupted, outraged at what had happened between his little sister and the guy he despised as much as Anton. He turned to glare at Logan. "Logan, I warned you what would happen if you did anything with Rocky! Oh, I swear on my grandpa's grave that I will..."
"Not now, Ty, we have more important things to discuss," Tinka urged. She turned to Rocky and said, "Go upstairs and get CeCe."
"Why?" Rocky asked, confused.
"We want you three to join us for breakfast at a nearby diner," Tinka explained. "When we get there, Ty and I have to ask you and Logan for a favour."
"What kind of favour?" Logan asked, curiously.
"When we get to the diner, we'll explain everything," Tinka promised.
Rocky nodded and stood up. "I'll get CeCe."
"I'll go with you!" Logan piped up as he stood up as well.
"Why, it only takes one person to get CeCe," Rocky pointed out.
"I know," Logan replied. He lowered the volume of his voice and whispered, "But Ty is pissed off at me and I can't guarantee I'll still be alive by the time you come back downstairs with CeCe."
Rocky giggled, took his hand, and pulled Logan up the steps and into the building with her, ignoring Ty's murderous glares along the way.
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