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A/N: This was inspired by the Wedding Wishes video on YouTube.

Angelo is Wu's cousin from the restaurant that he goes to talk to in Mommy Dearest.

"Hey, Cousin," Angelo smiled from his place at the stove.

"What's this?" Drew asked. "You don't even get away from the kitchen on vacation?"

"You know," he shrugged. "Grandma always gets her way. Anyways, I've got some news for you."

"Yeah?"

Angelo grinned. "Dana came by the restaurant, oh, about a week ago."

"Really? How is she? I've haven't talked to her since the baby was born," he said.

"She looked good. She looked really good, not like someone who just had a baby three months ago," Angelo said. "So, you really haven't talked to her lately?"

"No," Wu shook his head. "After the deal with her mother-in-law and the baby and everything, she said she and Sam were having some trouble and part of it was our friendship, so she asked me to stay away for a while. She sent me some pictures of the baby, but that's about it."

"She and Sam split up. Sam's back in the Philippines, she said for work and to clear up some family stuff," he said. "She doesn't know when he's coming back and my guess is, she doesn't care."

"Why's that?"

"All she did was ask about you," Angelo said with a smile. "She was asking about the girl you've been seeing. I told her I didn't think you were, but I guess I was wrong. Batman's already told everyone that you were talking to your redheaded girlfriend, Skittles."

"Skittles?" Wu laughed. "Her name is Candy."

"Ever notice that kid gets away with everything? Grandma Nanita must be getting old. We would have been in trouble for eavesdropping on our elders," Angelo said.

"Eavesdropping nothing. He called her. I woke up and he was talking to her," Wu said.

"Well, I don't know how you feel about Candy, but if you ever wanted to get back with Dana, now would be the time to make that move," Angelo said.

"I was wondering if you could do us a favor," Rosalee said.

"Sure, what is it?" Candy asked, helping her clear the table.

"I, well, we were thinking, well, you know the apartment has two bedrooms and Trubel is looking for a place to live," Rosalee said.

"No," Candy exclaimed. "No, you can't be serious! You want me, a Fuchsbau, to live with psycho Grimm?"

"Trubel's not like that," Rosalee said. "She's learning. She didn't know she was a Grimm."

"Yeah, she's totally getting better," Monroe said.

"So that means what?" Candy asked. "She won't slip and murder me when I burn my hand and woge for a moment?"

"I'm sure it'd take dropping a plate for her to murder you," Rosalee snapped. "She needs a place to stay."

"What happened to living with Nick?"

Monroe shrugged, "She's apparently feeling like a third wheel."

"And you all think she'll feel better by living with me? We've barely said five words to each other and those were 'Holy shit! You're a Grimm!' Not exactly a bonding experience."

"She's coming for dinner. You two can get to know each other," Rosalee said.

"How much choice do I have in this?" she asked.

"Very little," Rosalee said. "I don't want to play the 'my apartment' card, but ultimately…"

"Fine," Candy said. "But if you think it's a bad thing for some Laufer to reveal themselves to Drew, it's going to be a million times worse when a Grimm is standing there."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. Next one will be longer.

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