Well that was an embarassingly long wait, but I'm back now so here are your happy fluffy wedding drabbles.
Dedication: To Maddi, who doesn't judge the amount of spam texting she always wakes up to- even if it's because a children's book about foxes hurt my feelings.
16. Venus Wedding Planners Inc, "i'm the wedding planner, and you're the best man/bridesmaid"
"Yes, mother," Piper said, clutching her iPhone to her ear. "I'm meeting the client in ten minutes. I'm already at the coffee shop. And I have the brochures. Yes, mother, even the new ones you just handed out this morning. How would I have lost them already? You made me clean my car yesterday! By the way, are you going to reimburse me for that expensive carwash? What do you mean no? Yes, mom, I brought the old brochures too- not just the new ones. Jesus mother, can't you ever call Mitchell or Lacy while they're on the job? It's not as if the company's going to fall apart because of me. Okay, mother. Yes I know it's rude to be on the phone if my client is coming but you're the one who- okay, never mind mother. I'll call you after my appointment."
Piper hung up her phone and let out a spectacular sigh.
Sure she'd gotten strung up in the family business as opposed to willingly embarking on the ordeal like Silena or Mitchell, Lacy or Drew- but that didn't necessarily mean that she was going to sabotage weddings left and right until she got fired or burn "Venus Wedding Planners" to the ground. A crazy part of Piper even cared about her job and the hectic times she could spend with her siblings eating pizza during late nights in the office while wrapping up paperwork and licking envelopes for some pretentious cardboard invitations. Piper had even shaved her legs for this appointment, shaved. She looked fucking spectacular in her pencil skirt and blouse, she had her binders and her contract sheets all ready and prepped on the coffee table… Nothing could go wrong.
"Hi, you must be Piper?" Someone behind her asked.
Piper turned around and saw a woman with beautiful blond curls hand in hand with a scruffier man with sparkly green eyes. They'd dragged their wedding party with them- a guy with crutches, a girl with long black hair, a girl with tight corkscrew curls…
When she saw the blond god (man) who was introduced to her as Jason the best man, Piper spat her coffee onto her blouse.
Mother help, she thought.