Hi all! And welcome to Part 2!

I was real proud on how the last part turned out, and I can't wait to see where this project takes me, I have so many possibilities open here!

Also, yes, I know this isn't usually how the core islands get portrayed in the movie(s), but as Josh Brolin once said, "Reality can be whatever I want.", and that's exactly what I'm doing here.

Also, I got Writer's Block... AGAIN! So this got posted later than I wanted it to be posted.

Anyway, let's get on with Part 2 of Fashion Couple!

About 3 hours after the end of the last part...

Fashion Island! We're finally here!

And oh man, it was even better than what I got inquired about!

Tons of fashion designers everywhere we looked! A huge shopping complex, with tons of clothing stores, places to hang out & generally relax after a long day, even a movie theater (an IMAX one, which was THE icing on the cake) in the smack center of it all!

"Well?" Disgust asked me, wanting my first impressions on this place. I was still on a high that I didn't know I'd be feeling to the point I didn't hear her the first time. It was all just... beautiful!

"Cuuuuuuupiiiiiiiid!" Disgust playfully called out my name, waving her hand in front of me, this went on at least 5 times before I finally came back to my senses.

"OH! Goodness me! Apologies... was just taking in the beautiful scenery here! This is about to be the literal best 2 weeks of our lives!" I responded back. Surely that's how long I was gonna spend here... right?

"Oh Cupid..., who said 2 weeks?" Disgust responded. Then handed me a flyer she picked up on our way in to the island.

It was none other than a flyer for Coachella! While not generally my music type I'd attend to normally, it certainly piqued my interest. I was wondering why Disgust wanted to stay longer than 2 weeks, until I read the dates on the flyer. Now it made sense.

"Coachella, eh!? You're suggesting we go to that?" I was curious on this, so asked her.

"Duh! It's been my DREAM to attend Coachella for a few years! And it's finally happening! I CAN BARELY CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT!" Disgust responded, with extreme joy in her.

Just hearing the genuine joy, followed by a nice, tight hug by her put a huge smile on my face, and of course, maybe even some tears of joy as well.

"You know... I think you might just be the best thing that's ever happened to me..." I said in a soft voice to Disgust. Safe to say, she was left in awe, and was like this all the way up to the hotel's entrance, whereas she confirmed the payment, got any of the amenities provided upon check-in, and got our room key.

My heart was racing in excitement. I simply could not wait to see what the room she booked would look like. On the elevator ride up to our room (in which the pent house room was exclusive to couples, which means either boyfriend/girlfriend relationships or married couples), we got to see a beautiful view of Mind World, while it might not've seemed like it, long-term was way further away from where we were. Also in view was the other core memory islands, and of course, our home, Headquarters.

The second window in the elevator gave a birds-eye view of Fashion Island's main area, with its shopping mall being in plain sight. And all around, other visitors (of which were mostly mind workers, I'm pretty sure we're the first emotions to actually be here) were having a grand ole time, having fun with their loved ones, walking with shopping bags, etcetera. The view was spectacular, which I'd later find out... was gonna be an understatement!

90 seconds later...

DING!

The elevator finally stopped on our floor, and once it opened up, there really wasn't a lot going on up here, though there was something I didn't see at all in the amenities, a private swimming pool area, exclusive to guests on the pent house floor (which, side note, is near the roof), and... a rooftop hangout area! I began imagining Disgust & I just spending the night hours staring over what Fashion Island would look like once Riley fell asleep for the night. Pretty sure I was daydreaming at that point, seeing as I nearly ran into the door to our room. Thankfully, she stopped that from happening upon asking for the room key from me (I held it for her on the elevator).

And when she did open the room door... I nearly fainted in surprise.

It looked incredible in here! A luxurious heaven, one might describe it! It even had a mini-bar in the room. Plus, a single major king-sized mattress, so as for the couples to sleep together (the real practical use for one, duh!)

"D... Disgust!" I cried out in awe & love. I could tell Disgust knew what she was doing.

"For us, sweetheart." Disgust said back in a soft voice. I don't think I ever got referred to as a sweetheart, but hey, I'll take it!

My mind slowly began to think that she was falling even deeper for me than before, but brushed it off, thinking this was just a good coincidence that we're even up here on the top-most floor in this hotel.

My first instance was to take some champagne from the mini-bar and just, indulge in that very sweet stuff. I'm no alcoholic, but I love me a good glass of champagne whenever it's possible for me to have one.

Disgust took notice, and just stared with a look of dismay.

"What?" I responded, while finishing the beverage.

"Champagne at 10 in the morning? I know Aura & Joy had that Cabernet Sauvignon at 10 in the morning a few days ago, but please, Cupid. Can't this wait until the evening? I don't want you sick before the preview of the fashion show." Disgust asked me with concern in her tone. Only then did I, reluctantly, put the glass away. Disgust then began to go over the itinerary of how this fashion show & Coachella was going to play out.

The whole time, I was still mesmerized with our location, and slowly was drawn in with each passing word from her.

It felt like I wasn't paying attention, so much so that Disgust literally had to draw me back to reality, several times. What was I really doing? Thinking about a potential wedding if we ever had one.

"Earth to Cupid!" She taunted yet again whilst I was daydreaming yet again. This finally made me snap back to reality. Yes I was startled.

"Are you even interested in this event or not?" She then asked with a serious tone. After admitting to the daydreaming and whatnot, and an apology, we went back to discussing what the events were gonna look like, how to prepare for them, and what to expect from each event.

I then began to think that maybe my current look wasn't strong suited enough for this event. I mean, currently I looked like a golden copy and paste of The Weeknd's look in the Super Bowl performance of Blinding Lights for crying out loud! I shared that bit with Disgust, who basically wholeheartedly agreed that I only did that because Envy (jokingly) told me to. However, what came next was something I wasn't expecting.

"Oh, and don't worry about having to rush to any shops to redo your look, I also took care of that!" Disgust said, before showing me a confirmation email of a makeover appointment scheduled for the both of us, specifically so we looked elegant for the events. This appointment was scheduled for the day of the first event (the fashion show), our appointment was for 2:30 that afternoon, 4 hours before we were set to enter the red carpet for the event.

"Aww... I don't even know what to say... I'm..." I muttered loud enough for Disgust to hear, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Leave it all to me, darling." She responded, noting my spacial look, before I was able to pull myself back to reality.

"For now tho, let's just relax a bit." Disgust then said, before turning the TV on, and snuggling right beside me.

3 hours later...

I was 99.9% sure Disgust had fallen asleep in my arms, this was before my phone went off, reminding me of an upcoming reservation at the rooftop restaurant (oh yes, a fancy one, duh!) that I placed without her looking, and I got a few messages from Aura, Anxiety, Envy, Joy, & Sympathy. All were curious about what my thoughts were on the Fashion Island experience thus far, nothing too special.

Anyway, the reservation was to take place in about 90 minutes, so obviously I had to wake Disgust from her slumber to remind her. The look on her face was priceless, to say the least. It had looked like a face she'd make when a spider was in her sight. A massive jumpscare.

I couldn't stop laughing for at least 5 minutes. I guess this was payback from when she bust out laughing from me drifting off during the night of the makeovers.

"CUPID! YOU CAN'T JUST STARTLE ME LIKE THAT!" Disgust yelled in shock, while I was still recovering from my laughing fit.

Finally, I recovered, and she still gave me an impatient look in her eyes.

"Are you finished? I need my damn pedicure before our date!" she playfully snapped at me. I complied after that was over.

"Yes, your majesty." I also said in a very unserious tone, getting a chuckle out of her. Thus officially beginning the preparations for our date night.

To be clear, I know this chapter looks poorly written, this was actually put off for a while, because... goddamned writer's block...

Anyway, that's Chapter 2 done! Have a great day/night!