Wedding Plans

The next morning (y/n) got up to make herself a bowl of cereal before going to her grim reaper training. Undertaker was still asleep when she woke up even though it was about 7 in the morning. About 15 minutes after she was downstairs eating Undertaker found her drinking the milk in her cereal bowl. He came up behind her silently and ran his hands through her soft hair, making (y/n) jump.

"Oh you scared me, good morning!" (y/n) said before pecking him lightly on the lips.

"You know, I could have made you a hot breakfast." he told her.

"Its okay, I didn't want to wake you up." she replied.

He just nodded as he went to the kitchen to make himself a bowl of cereal. When he came back he saw she had this distant look in her eyes as she was staring out the windows nearby.

"What's wrong (y/n)?" he asked.

(Y/n) shook her head when she heard his voice.

"Oh nothings wrong, I was just thinking of the perfect place to have out wedding. I want us to get married as soon as possible! I am dying, pun intended (that made Undertaker giggle), to marry you Adrian! I want to be Mrs. Crevan!" she said with a smile.

"I do too! We a destined to be together and I wouldn't have it any other way. Besides no other woman is as beautiful, smart, and kind as you!" he said nuzzling her before eating some of his food. "So have you thought of any places?"

"Yes, I was thinking of the night you proposed to me. How about having the ceremony at an ice skating rink just before Valentine's Day? Like we can recreate that special night for our guests." she explained enthusiastically.

"So you want us to get married on the 13th? Two weeks from now? In the dead of winter, and with you hardly even knowing how to figure skate?"

"Yes! It's crazy but I think we can pull it off. Do you accept the challenge my darling future husband?"

Undertaker smiled. "I always do like a challenge, so challenge accepted. But one other thing, where are we going to have the reception?" he asked.

"I was thinking here. We have yet to show our new house to our friends and its big enough! This house can handle it." (y/n) explained.

Undertaker thought for a moment, "Yes I suppose it is. Besides, its not like I can ask Ciel to host the reception at his manor house because it has since been destroyed."

"Destroyed?" she asked shocked at hearing this bit of information.

"Yes there is nothing left of it, after Ciel was turned into a demon he left the house to his servants, who took care of it fairly well, but when they died no one took care of the house. So in 1954 the manor was torn down by the country. Ciel stated that he didn't care but I think he does because that was the only he's lived in ever since he was born." explained Undertaker.

"Thats so sad! Why would the England do that?"

"Changing times. No one at the time was interested in preserving houses such as those. The house was huge and beautiful, you would have loved it there (y/n). I probably would have to drag you home with me just to get you to leave!" he said giggling a little.

Undertaker then looked at the clock on the wall and panicked for a minute. "You should probably get ready now because its almost time for class."

She looked at the clock too, "Oh yes it is! Speaking of which, you did a good job on my muscles last night. If you decide to quit being a mortician, you should think about being a masseuse! You'd be so good at it."

Undertaker chuckled. "I don't think so, its only for you and the corpses that come in that are in rigor mortis."

(Y/n) looked at him wide eyed before shaking her head and ran upstairs to get dressed.

Fifteen minutes later she was dressed and running down the stairs and kissed Undertaker bye as she opened a portal (the instructors taught her how to do that yesterday). Somehow she managed to get to the right to the right room just in time.

About six hours later she left to go home for the day. She wasn't as tired or sore today, which she was happy about. So she came home to an empty house. She found a note that Undertaker left on the fridge as she made herself a sandwich. He said he was at the shop working on some emergency people that needed their corpses worked on as soon as possible and that he would be home late tonight.

She smiled as that gave her the perfect opportunity to go to one of London's many bridal shops to search for a last minute wedding dress and things plus putting in a reservation for the ice skating rink. Lots of money to be spent today, but she had more than enough in her bank account to fund what she was going to do. Made even better by the fact that her school loans where completely paid off now, so no worries there!

As she finished up her lunch she locked the door to their home and headed down the elevator and walked to the tube to take the train to one of the bridal shops in London. While she was on the train, she called the ice skating rink and made a reservation for one hour for the wedding for February 13th as it was going to be a fairly small wedding. The person on the other line said she was very lucky because they were booked solid for the entire week and someone just recently canceled. That made (y/n) very happy.

When she arrived, a few other brides like herself where checking out and trying on various styles of dresses. As soon as she walked in, one of the ladies behind the reception desk looked up at her and greeted her.

"Hello and welcome. How may we help you pick your perfect wedding dress?" the lady asked.

(Y/n) smiled at her. "Hello. I would like a dress that has a princess theme to it, but not too crazy, just enough to evoke that fairy tale feeling. I will also need to have it expedited because I want to get married in about two weeks." she explained.

The lady just looked at her like she was crazy for a minute then shuffled her over to a few dresses she thought (y/n) might be interested in enough to try on.

One dress was very silky and had an A-line waist line to it, but the sleeves where awful looking and poofy.

Another dress an ugly design on the bodice so she passed that one over upon discovering that little detail.

The next dress had lovely lace sleeves, a medium sized skirt with tulle underneath and the satin skirt above the tulle had a pastel pink scroll design along the bottom and a matching ribbon around the waste. Of course there was rhinestones on the bodice that was a tasteful amount. But the best part of it was that it came with a white fur cardigan with the same color of pink ribbon tying it together. (Y/n) thought it was the perfect dress for winter wedding!

"This is the one!" she said as the lady helping her nodded.

(Y/n) took the dress and tried it on. It almost looked perfect on her as she twirled in the mirror. The dress went all the way to her ankles but the waist was a bit tight and the v-neck line was showing a little more of her cleavage than she was comfortable showing. But those where all fixable. (Y/n) also tried on different designs of veils and tiaras to go with the dress and picked a nice lace fingertip length veil that had a part that went over her face. The tiara had pink diamonds along with regular diamonds alternating in a floral pattern and it was a yellow gold.

So (y/n) made her final decisions, got measured for the alterations and paid for the dress. The lady said her dress would be ready in a week for her to try on again and if it needed last minute alterations.

The next thing (y/n) went to do was get some wedding invitations at a art supply store. She wasn't going to buy them at the bridal shop because they would charge her an arm and a leg for the same thing she can get at the art store and she needed the money to pay for a surprise honeymoon for them. (Y/n) would tell Undertaker about that on their wedding night. She figured her family would come, Ciel, Sebastian, William, and a few of Undertaker's old colleagues. So she opted to get about twenty-five invitations and favors.

While she was shopping her phone rang and she answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello my future wife! How are you fairing? Are you in pain today?" said Undertaker happily.

"Oh I'm fine! I feel much better today than yesterday. I'm just out shopping for wedding invitations and favors. Does 25 sound about right to you?" she asked.

"Yes that sounds perfect. More than perfect, we might have extras." he said to her.

"Thats alright, might be good because I might accidentally mess up some of the invitations!" she laughed as she picked up some invitations that had the same type of pink that was on her dress.

"Right, it wouldn't hurt. Pick which ever ones you think look good."

(Y/n) smiled as she had already did just that.

"Anyways I'll be home soon. I'll make dinner and I saw your note so I know you'll be home late but I'll put dinner away for you so you can eat when you get home. Wake me though so you wont be alone." she said as she paid for her stuff and headed back to the station to go home.

"Alright, I'll see you when I get home my queen." he said before he hung up.

(Y/n) was practically skipping as she walked down the street home after getting off the train. It was about 5pm when she got home and started cooking dinner as soon as she got in the door. She decided to cook some spaghetti and meatballs. It was simple and still tasted good when warmed up. After it was all done she put a plate away for Undertaker and then made herself a plate before going to the table to eat her food.

After she was done, she cleaned up her mess and got herself ready for bed before watching TV until she fell asleep.

It was around 11pm when she was rousted from her sleep by Undertaker with the plate of food in his hands. At first she was confused but then he reminded her what she said and she woke up.

"I saw the invitations that you bought. How did you know that I liked pink? It's one of my favorite colors besides black." he stated as he popped a meatball in his mouth.

"Oh just a hunch I guess. I liked it too though, so you weren't the only factor as to why I picked it." she replied.

He shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat.

As he ate she noticed that he hadn't changed out of his clothes he normally wore when he was working in his shop and didn't smell like dead bodies. It was strange but she didn't bring it up.

When Undertaker was done eating, he licked his lips. "That was delicious (y/n)." he said.

"Yes I thought so too when I made it earlier." she said smiling.

"Thanks for keeping me company while I ate dinner. You can fall back asleep now." he said to her as he kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes.

"Your welcome!" she said sleepily.

Author's Note: If you are wondering how I came up with the readers new nickname is my great-grandpa on my mom's side called me Queen when I was a baby and for good reason cuz according to my mom no one could sit in his chair or eat his cookies without getting reprimanded when they where little, but I could do both those things without getting in trouble.

Also the thing about Ciel's manor house being destroyed is laced with truth. During the 20th century most manor houses in England where destroyed or at least partially destroyed. So I suspect that if the world of Black Butler where real, Ciel's house would probably meet the same fate sadly.

And about the pink, I assume Undertaker likes pink, ya know cuz the while bonnet thing that Elizabeth put on him, plus the dress he wore in that OVA from the first season. And of course, the death bookmark haha! So as such I had to put that in haha! There is a method to my madness!

Sorry for the ultra long author's note, but I felt I had to do a bit explaining. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter!