Just Another Chick Flick

[Kàylà]

~Valkyrie's POV~

We got back to Trudie's house and I was crying I was laughing so hard. The sight of Cecil, Rivers, and Nathan playing Rock Band 2 while being completely wasted, minus Nathan, made me almost die from laughter. Nathan paused the game when we walked in and helped us with our bags. I stood up on my tippy toes and greeted him with small kiss.

"Have a fun day?" I asked him grinning as I looked over his shoulder to where River's and Cecil were, doing their best not to crack up laughing over something that probably only their drunk minds could see.

"It was quite entertaining once Cecil and Rivers got a couple drinks in them, before that though was a little awkward. Cecil was doing quite a few different accents and I have to say with a drunken slur they were quite humorous." Nathan smiled at me putting his hands on my waist. "What about you? How was your day?"

"Well Kynaree managed to knock over some clothing racks, not a surprise there but still funny. Trudie introduced us to her other bridesmaids, all three were very welcoming to Kynaree and I, and we found the perfect bridesmaid dress for the wedding." I told him.

"Sounds like you enjoyed yourself." He smiled. He liked it when I was able to enjoy myself even if he wasn't there. He always worried that I would get bored when he wasn't around for I hadn't any human friends with how much we moved around it wasn't possible, but Kynaree and I had been able to get together a couple times which always helped.

He still didn't understand that I only needed him in my life to be truly happy. Kynaree and Trudie didn't seem to happy about the fact that Cecil and Rivers had gotten wasted but they also didn't seem to mad either. They must have been slightly glad that the boys had spent some bonding time together and enjoyed themselves. My stomach growled and Trudie laughed obviously hearing it.

I still wasn't used to the whole eating twice my weight but then again I wasn't just feeding myself anymore. I couldn't help but be amazed that Nathan's child...my child was growing in my stomach, a little bit of life that needed me to survive and come into this world. Nathan smiled as he read my thoughts and from the expression on his face I know it amazed him too.

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~<>~Kynaree's POV~<>~


I sat on the arm of the chair Cecil was seated in, he looked up at me with a drunken smile plastered on his smile. "Did you have a nice time?" I asked.

He blinked several times and shook his head as if he were getting himself out of a daze, "Me?"

"Yes, you. Did you have a nice time?" I repeated.

"Yeah," he nodded as if agreeing with himself, "You look so beautiful today." He wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me off the arm of the chair and unto his lap. I think I would have been flattered if I didn't hear this every time he was smashed. I looked to the couch and found Trudie in the same predicament only Rivers looked like he was about to pass out or vomit.

Cecil's fingers brushed my cheek and he turned my head so I was facing him. I thought maybe he was going to kiss me, which would be gross because his breath smelled like beer and his clothes smelled like smoke. Instead he just stared at me for a while, "Cecil?" I said, trying to get him to stop zoning out.

"Yes, my bird?" his smile turned into a grin.

"Are you okay? How much did you drink?" I asked straightening the collar of his shirt and undoing his tie, which was already really loose.

"I'm," he hiccuped, "brilliant. I just have the hiccups a bit is all. What about you?"

"I'm fine... You didn't answer my second question," I pressed.

"Drink?" he laughed, "Not that much. Just some." He waved it off with another laugh. "Right..." he couldn't contain his laughter, "Whit."

"Ah, shut up," Rivers replied laughing too. I grinned at the two of them, Rivers and Cecil were friends now! Trudie and I exchanged similar looks.

"So you two got to know each other?" Trudie prompted.

"Holy balls, I thought my brains were gonna ring right over my head!" Rivers said between gasps of laughter.

That's when Cecil started to cry he was laughing so hard, if I weren't sitting on his legs he probably would have fallen out of the chair. Rivers started to cry of laughter into Trudie's shoulder. I looked at Nathan for help, he shrugged, "I was there and I don't even know what they're talking about."

"Can't you read their minds?" I asked.

"Kynaree, I don't read minds that are under the influence of drugs or alcohol. Really, you don't want to know." Nathan shook his head smiling at the still laughing Cecil and Rivers.

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

I wasn't very surprised when Kynaree, Valk and I walked in to see Cecil, Nathan and Rivers drunk. Cecil and Rivers more than Nathan. Nathan could still comprehend and talk to us in full sentences. I was sitting on Rivers lap, as Kynaree on Cecil's and Nathan and Valk were on the couch. The game was paused from when they were playing Rock Band 2 when we got home. Everybody else was talking but i couldn't quite understand what they were saying. So I interrupted and asked Kynaree and Valk if they want anything to drink. I told them we had the stuff for Bloody Mary's and Margarita's. Rivers told me he wanted a Bloody Mary and I told him he had enough to drink, that I would bring him a water.

I told Valk I would make her a special Virgin one, and Kynaree wanted one too. So that Valk didn't feel alone, that's what she said anyway, I knew she didn't like to drink. So I went to the kitchen and made myself a very strong Strawberry Margarita, and two Virgin Strawberry Margaritas. I put them on the serving platter and then added three waters to it. I went back to the living room and gave the waters to the guys and the virgins to Kynaree and Valk, and sat on Rivers lap while sipping my drink.

Rivers complained about having to drink water and tried getting a drink of mine.

After I had a few drinks in me, and I was getting a little tipsier, I asked the girls if they wanted to show the guys how to play Rock Band. We played Psycho Killer, Valk on Guitar, Kynaree on Drums and Me on Vocals.

After a while, Cecil was in the downstairs bathroom puking and Rivers on the middle floor, Valk on the third floor. Nathan was sitting on the couch and Kynaree and I on the chairs on either side of the couch, when I felt this feeling in my stomach that things were about to come out my mouth. I ran into the kitchen and Kynaree came in to accompany me, by holding my hair back. "Geez, I didn't think I would be doing thing until your wedding night." She said.

I laughed in between barfs. "Thanks"

~River's POV~

I was upset when Trudie wouldn't let me drink any more. She gave me water, I hate water.

I hate a good time with Cecil, Nathan was kind of a bummer though. I don't see why he wouldn't drink. I mean he was perfectly fine afterword's, that's no fun. The funnest time is when you can't remember what happened the night before. I love that part. I don't even remember how we got home. "Oh My God!" I screamed.

Trudie came running into the room. "Whats wrong?"

"My hair is singed!!"

"Why, what did you do?" She knelt down next to me and examined my hair.

She told me that she would make an appointment to make me a hair cut tomorrow and kissed me, which tasted like the puke I had just puked up earlier, right before she stole my thrown and puked in the toilet.

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~<>~Kynaree's POV~<>~


I was lying on the bed petting Fèe while Cecil stumbled around the bedroom like an idiot. His hair was still wet from getting out of the shower and only a towel was wrapped around his waist. I glared at him, all I wanted to do was sleep. I couldn't sleep with the light on. "Cecil Linton Cooksley," I finally hissed.

"Hm?"

"What're you doing?"

"Mmm," he thought to himself absentmindedly scratching at the scar on his left shoulder, which I avoided looking at because it gave me the chills,"Looking for clothes."

"Did you look in the dresser?" I asked.

He opened the top drawer and pulled out boxers, he was about to pull out the knot in the towel when he glanced at me. "What, can't I get a little privacy?"

"Go change in the bathroom then," Even I had to admit, I sounded really crabby as I said this.

"I would be easier if you just turned around," he made a round motion with his hand that kind of looked like a drunken wave. "Or closed your eyes."

"Cecil, I've seen you with less then a towel before," I replied, still annoyed. I flipped over and put my face in the pillow anyways. Idiot, I grumbled in my head. Less then a minute later the light clicked off and I felt the bed on his side curve downwards with his weight. I was almost asleep when Cecil said something. "Hmmm...?" I answered, too tired to comprehend what was said.

"I'll throw it," he threatened.

"Throw what?" I asked, more awake now.

"The cat, get it off me or I'll throw it," he repeated. Now I was really irritated, I grabbed the cat off his stomach and let it purr next to my head. "Now it's tail's in my face," he complained.

"Either you carry it out of the room or deal with it," I growled.

"Uggghh.." he rolled over and put space between Fèe and him. Which also put space between him and I. Cecil was stupid and still intoxicated so I chose the cat.

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

I was laying in bed attempting to read, but I couldn't stay still. My hands were jittery and I could read the words on the page. I decided to get up and clean a little. I went into the master bathroom and started cleaning. When I finished our bathroom, I snuck into Cecil and Kynaree's room and cleaned the connecting bathroom and picked up the dirty clothes on the floor and put them in the hamper.

When I was done cleaning every room in the house as quietly as possible, trying to remember that I was the only one up, but that thought didn't last long when I started baking sugar cookies at 3 o'clock in the morning, banging pans around. I put the dough into the fridge to chill, and checked for what was playing on T.V.

Nothing was on so I decided to play Rock Band 2 and turned the volume down really low. That idea ended when I started playing drums and Rivers came downstairs asking me to turn the "tap,tap,tap..." off and come back and lay down.

He make a confused look when I said, I guess I could make the cookies in the morning.

I was happy when I could actually lay and read, without my hands jittering and the words weren't blurring anymore.

Eventually, the sun was rising and I went downstairs to finish the cookies. I couldn't just leave cookie dough in the fridge.

When the cookies were done and cooling on the table, Rivers came downstairs, stole a cookie and kissed me. Then I crazy thought entered my head. What if he thinks I'm too nuts and decides he doesn't want to marry me anymore. . . Nah, I made him cookies.

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~<>~Kynaree's POV~<>~

There was no purr by my ear when I awoke, Fee's purr was replaced by Cecil's soft snoring. Cecil, I grumbled. I rubbed my eyes to see if they were still teary-eyed from my dream, not dream, nightmare. They were sleep-filled. I tried not to remember the dream, but failed.

Stupid idiot, I almost began crying again. The beginning of my dream was wonderful, I was twirling my frilly white wedding dress in full length mirror. Through the mirror I could see Trudie and Valkyrie dressed in their bridesmaids smiling widely behind me. It was my day. All attention was drawn to me. However, there was someone I wanted to see. "Where's Cecil?"

Valkyrie and Trudie exchanged confused looks and Trudie answered, "He can't see you in your wedding dress." It sounded like she was lying, for what reason I didn't know.

"Okay," I said. Suddenly I heard the music playing and I was walking down an aisle. The church was filled with friends and even my family I left behind. I saved the best face for last, but the face wasn't there. Why was the groom's spot empty? Where was Cecil? "Where's Cecil?" I asked, feeling my whole world crashing down.

Rodger, who was walking me down the aisle answered, "Well, he must have forgotten."

"Forgot?" I squeaked. "It's our wedding day, he couldn't forget!"

"Oh wait, I just got a text!" he said excitedly. Cell phone? Rodger had a cell phone in his pocket while it was my wedding day? I wanted to punch him. "Oh," he sounded sad, "Cecil can't make it..."

I couldn't speak for a moment, "It's our wedding day!! He can't just not come!" I exploded, angry tears streaking down my face.

"He's really busy at work--Oh!" The phone began ringing. Rodger answered, "Hey. Yeah... yeah... That sounds good!"

"What?" I hoped this meant he was coming soon. All the eyes of family and friends were on me, my cheeks were a tomato color and all I could feel was humiliation.

"He says you two can just get married over the phone. He'll say all the lines to make it official." All I can remember after that was me sobbing.

I turned away from Cecil's sleeping face and escaped from his hold. I didn't want to sleep anymore. What was that dream supposed to mean? Was it punishment of my jealousy towards Trudie getting married before me? Was it trying to show me something? Cecil and I had never talked about being married before. Have Valkyrie and Nathan ever talked about being married? They were already having a baby... Too many random questions rang in my head.

They all lead to one thought. Did that mean Cecil loved me less than Nathan loved Valkyrie, or Rivers loved Trudie?

I left the bedroom and crept down the steps, making sure no one was in the kitchen with Trudie before I began my bawling. She was standing near the island throwing fruit and ice into a blender when I walked up behind her. "Trudie?"

"Oh, I didn't even hear you get up," she answered without looking at me, continuing her process of making smoothies. She was grabbing the top of the blender and getting ready to press the button when I told her.

"I think I wanna break up with Cecil."

She jumped and the next thing I knew fruit was scattered across the ceiling and walls. After pressing another button the noise ended and the fruit stopped flying. "My ceiling..." I thought I heard her whisper before rushing over to me. "What are you talking about?" She shook me by my shoulders.

"Cecil... he doesn't love me as much as Rivers loves you." Then I used her shoulder as my human tissue.

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

I thought I was gonna have a heart attack when Kynaree told me she was gonna break up with Cecil. I had to talk her out of this, but I really had to clean the fruit off my ceiling. "Kynaree, have you lost your mind?" Was the first thing that came out of my mouth.

"But I have to." She said. "He doesn't love me. I can't stay with someone that doesn't love me."

"What makes you think he doesn't love you?"

"He didn't even show up at out wedding." She whined.

"What? Are you talking about a dream?"

"...No!" She sounded offended.

"Then tell me." I said, walking her into the living room, trying to forget about the ceiling, and sitting on the couch. Rivers was scramming at the sight of Kynaree balling, but I waved him down and had him get a glass of water for Kynaree.

"Rodger was walking me down the aisle, and his cell phone rings! And he answered it! It was Cecil, and he said he wanted to get married over the phone." She said in between sobs.

She finished the story, and then it only took me an hour to convince her that it was okay, it never happened.

Rivers came into the room, and asked if everything was done, and good. I told him it was good, and him, along with Valkyrie, Nathan, and Cecil.

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The doorbell rang, and Rivers came back into the room with one of my friend from work, that I had invited to the wedding. He had bag pipes over his shoulder. "Mark thought he could play for us at the wedding, since I am part Scottish." Rivers said, before I could question it. "He wanted to play for us, so we could hear him before the wedding."

"Um, Rivers, can I talk to you in the kitchen please." I said.

He nodded, as I introduced everybody quickly before walking out of the room. "This ca-thi--this can't--" I stuttered.

"I already told him that he could do something special for us at the wedding. I just didn't know what it was." He said. "I'm so sorry."

"Why would you do that?"

"I don't know, I just, I guess, I didn't think this would be it. I thought maybe a poem or reading of some kind. Maybe a song."

"What are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know, it would break his heart if we told him no, without even listening to him."

"Okay, so we listen to him?"

"I guess we have too."

"Okay, first things first." I ran and grabbed the mop and started cleaning off the ceiling. When I was done, I said "Alright," While walking into the living room again. "Okay lets hear what you got."

I sat on Rivers lap on the only open chair. "Okay, i'm sure you know this song. So, feel free to sing along."

He started playing and everybody but Kynaree hated it, but Kynaree thought it was great, so she started
joining in, only not singing for say, she was squawking.

This.. Thing, could not play in our wedding.

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~<>~Cecil's POV~<>~


The man named Mark smiled at each of us after his performance. I didn't care for bagpipes myself, so I said nothing and just sat there."Que pensez-vous?" he asked Trudie. Throughout his playing her face turned slowly from applaud to horrified. Now she was trying her best to smile back.

"C'était bien ... quelque chose" she answered.

I looked at Mark for his reaction, not knowing much of the French language the only way to keep up with the conversation was to see facial expressions. Apparently what Trudie said was a compliment, because he said, "Merci." Which I knew to mean 'Thank You', it was one of the few French words I knew.

He bid us farewell, having somewhere else to be, and it was back to the six of us. "That man was amazing," was the first thing that came out of Kynaree's mouth after he left.

"He can't play at our wedding!" Trudie said, panic in her eyes. She turned to Rivers for help. He shrugged, with a look that said 'I'm not gonna break it to him.'

"What are you talking about!?" Kynaree exploded, "He was awesome. Do you know hard it is to play bagpipes?"

"Kynaree, if you want him to play at your wedding then go ahead, but he is not playing at ours." Kynaree whispered something inaudible to herself after that, and excused herself to the bathroom. She'd been like that all day, just acting oddly. Trudie didn't say anything after that, instead she pressed the power button for the telly.

Kynaree returned several minutes later and sat on the couch next to Valkyrie and Nathan. Why wasn't she sitting on my lap? I looked for her eyes, so they would meet mine, but they were directed at the television. What did I do? Did I do something wrong? Did I smell funny? I surreptitiously sniffed at the collar of my shirt. If I smelled differently I couldn't tell. I tried to think of all the things I could have done to make her mad in the last day. I couldn't remember last night very well, maybe it was then. Or just now, when I didn't agree with her on how amazing the bagpiper was.

Bloody hell, Cecil, you need to calm down. Just because she's sitting in a different spot doesn't meant anything, my mind finally screamed.

"Cecil?" It was Kynaree, "Can I talk to you?" Her voice was squeaky, like she was afraid.

I my gaze searched the others faces, theirs were as clueless as mine. Except Trudie, who looked like she was ready to jump in front of a car. If you don't know what the expression of someone who was going to jump in front of a car was, it was kind of like a deer in the highlights, except more willing to get hit. "Kynaree!" Trudie said, before I could reply. "You remember what we talked about this morning right?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it," Kynaree answered waving it off. If my brain wasn't freaking out before, it was definitely freaking out now. I nodded, waiting for her to speak. "Can we talk... privately?"

She got off her seat and took my hand, urging me to follow her into the kitchen, and then into the room off the kitchen. Two rooms away? What was she going to say? "What would you like to talk about... privately?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.

"I was just wondering..." she trailed off, ignoring my attempt at humor. "I mean, I know this is weird and random--you know me, I mean, I'm kind of weird... and random and--"

"Just tell me," I told her, I knew how long this could take to leave her mouth.

"Do you think... We're ever gonna get married?" her voice took on a higher pitch at the end. Even though it was only a question I could tell her eyes were hopeful, waiting for a positive, reassuring answer. I shrugged, trying to act indifferent, trying to figure out an answer to her question. Which turned out to be a terrible idea. She was upset now. "I knew it" she said, on the verge of tears.

"What? I didn't even answer you," I pointed out. She took a seat at the dining room table and rested her face in her arm. Not crying yet, just pouting. I sat opposite of her and took one of her hands in both of mine. "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why were you wondering?"

"It was just... Trudie and Rivers are, and it looks like fun," she shrugged as best she could in her slouching position, obviously not telling the entire truth.

"And..."

"And you still haven't answered my question," she said, sounding annoyed.

"Sure, maybe someday," it was the most sincere thing I could think to say. I wasn't going to say yes, I mean, what if we get into a car accident and both die? What if I die of the flu? What if she gets run over by a bus? If I were to say no, I'd definitely have her crying.

"If we do... will you show up?"

"Yes," I promised, feeling awkward. Where did she come up with this stuff? Did she really think I was going to miss my own wedding? Did she have no faith in me?

"Thank you."

"Is that all you had to ask me?"

"Sort of, I guess, yeah."

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

"I wanna come, I have a sweet tooth." Rivers whined, trying to get me to let him come and have a say in the kind of cake we have at our wedding. Truth be told, I wanna know the best kind I can smack in his face.

"I'll bring you a sample home. You come, so does Nathan and Cecil." I said.

"Why can't they come?"

"Cause I need to talk to Kynaree about Cecil. She has to stop thinking about that dream."

"What dream?"

"I'll tell you later, we are going to be late for our appointment." I said to him, and then yelled. "Kynaree, Valk! We gotta go!"

Kynaree came running down the stairs excited, and Nathan came down and said that Valk wasn't feeling good, and doesn't think that it would be a good idea for her to be out and about. Let alone, tasting cakes. I was kind of hoping I could get her in on the convo of Kynaree and Cecil.

We hopped in my buick and drove off to the bakery. I wasn't sure what it was called, but I had an address.

I figured I would just get to the point. "Kynaree"

"Trudie" She replied.

"You have to think about this whole Cecil thing."

"I talked to him, and we cleared that all up."

"Yeah? What did you talk about?"

"Well, I asked him if he was ever gonna ask me to marry him, and he said yeah someday, and he promised that he would show up at the wedding."

Then we were walking into the bakery and they were asking if we were the Trudie group. I nodded, and she walked us over to a table with a whole bunch of cakes on top. I didn't like the way any of them looked, and I didn't like how they tasted even less.

I asked Kynaree which one she liked, and she just gave me a Those are all the most discusting cakes I have ever tasted!

And I gave her a I know look back.

"Well, I think we will think about it. Thanks." I told the clerk and we walked out of the bakery without letting her answer.

"I think I might make my own cake." I said, getting in the car.

"I think that would be a good idea." She replied.

It was a quiet drive to my restaurant, where we were to eat lunch. "I just have to run back and check the supplies and stuff real quick, but you can find a seat, I will find you."

"Okay. I'm so excited! I can't wait to try the food here!"

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~<>~Kynaree's POV~<>~


One of the waiters ushered me to a booth with a window that showed people walking by going on with their lives. He set a menu in my hands and let me be. I attempted to decipher the foreign language. After a few minutes of confusion I decided to use the pictures. "Êtes-vous prêt à commander?" The waiter asked.

His name-tag read Jeffrey, he was tall and looked to be middle-aged I could tell because there was the beginning of crows feet by his eyes. "Sorry, but I don't know what you just said," I replied, hoping for Trudie to swoop in and save the day.

She did after several moments of awkwardness, they greeted each other with a "Bonjour." At least I knew what that meant. After the greeting I had no idea what they were saying, I waited there patiently until Trudie finally asked what I wanted. I pointed to the pretty looking salad, she nodded and told Jeffrey what I wanted along with her order. "So..." she trailed off after the waiter took our menus.

"Did you put the stuff in the car already?" I asked, compelled to talk just like the other couples around us.

"Yes." I could think of what else to say, but Trudie snickered, "So, you just went and asked Cecil if he was going to marry you, just like that?"

"Well, I just it nicer than that... But sort of," I shrugged.

"What was his expression? I want the whole story." This was entertaining to her, it wasn't everyday a girlfriend got so impatient she asked her boyfriend when he was going to ask her to marry him.

"At first, I thought he was going to say no. He just gave me this look that made him seem like he didn't care at all. I mean, he shrugged like it was no big deal." She took in the story I was telling like gossipy girls on television. Her expressions changing at just the right parts.

"Then what did he say?"

"I almost started crying, and said 'I knew it!'-- because obviously I took that as a 'no'. Cecil, of course, started to freak out, because he always does when I'm gonna cry or crying. He was all 'I didn't say anything!' like it's my fault I'm upset over nothing. And then..." I paused for dramatic effect. "He asked Why."

"Why?" she repeated sounding shocked.

"Yeah, so I asked 'Why what?" and he said 'Why were you wondering?'" I tried to mock his stupid British accent but failed. She laughed at my attempt, and I continued, "I told him that you and Rivers were, so I thought it would be fun. And he just looked at me like I needed a way better reason than that. So, I was all 'You didn't answer my question!' but without the yelling. All he said was 'Maybe, someday' like it didn't really matter all that much and he promised me he would come if we did." I finished, feeling stupid for telling such a dumb story.

"You just asked him, just like that," she shook her head, amazed.

"What was I supposed to do? Act like nothing was the matter. I tell Cecil like almost everything."

"No, its not that, just never mind." She waved it off, so I did as she said and never minded it. Instead I watched the couples, families, and others out the window. I made up conversations they were having, gave them names and stared at them while they passed. "So, what about this almost thing?" she prompted jokingly.

"I don't tell him things that make him feel bad," I answered. Our meals arrived and I dug into my salad, not realizing how much my stomach needed food. "This is amazing Trudie. I didn't know you could cook. How come you made me eat Poptarts all the time?"

She grabbed a napkin and caught all the food particles that were coming out of her mouth from laughter. We ate everything on our plates, while laughing at stupid comments the other made the whole time. When we were done Trudie said, "Poor Valkyrie's stuck with all the idiots."

"Yeah..." I trailed off, secretly happy. That was just another thing I wouldn't tell Cecil, how I was jealous of Valkyrie too. Jealousy was something I could ignore sometimes, but other times it would just hit me. She was having a baby and Cecil and I wouldn't ever have one. At least not one that looked like both of us. We could either have a faerie baby with half of my genes, or a human baby with half of his genes. There wasn't really anyway a faerie and human could have a baby together. We only talked about it once, when he broke it to me we wouldn't be able to have a child together. Neither of us agreed on what we should do, so we never talked about it again.

"Kynaree, you okay?" She said, getting my attention. "We're leaving, unless you wanna stare at those people out any longer. I think they're kinda getting freaked out."

[Kàylà]

~Valkyrie's POV~
I woke up feeling worse than I had in a couple days, and on the day that Trudie was going to taste test for her wedding cake. Nathan told me I should stay home and when I tried to protest a wave of nasuea hit me, mocking me that Nathan was right. I glared at my stomach, suddenly mad at my current state for no reason. I wanted to be able to go with Trudie and Kynaree to help get ready for the wedding. Slowly sitting up making sure I wasn't going to lose the bit of breakfast that I had managed to get down, I headed into the living room.

Nathan smiled at me when I walked into the room, it was quiter than when Trudie and Kynaree were here also. There seemed to be an awkward silence in the room between the guys and I realized that they were having a hard time bonding as Kynaree would put it. I smiled back at him and joined him on the couch resting my head against chest.

"How you feeling today Valk?" Cecil asked looking up from his laptop for a second.

"Well the mood swings have started to kick in so I'm forewarning all of you now." I giggled. Rivers looked at me with a small trace of fear, which made me giggle harder.

"So in other words I should start running in fear now?" Nathan joked.

"Maybe." I smiled at him. The rest of the day was pretty quiet and I dozed off a few times while the boys either silently watched t.v or made quiet chit-chat. The nausea had pretty much gone away and I hoped it would stay that way for awhile.

Trudie and Kynaree came home around 5ish both smiling and I was secretly jealous of what I had missed during the day. "So did you find the right cake Trudie?" I asked her.

"No! They tasted as bad as they looked!" Trudie's smile turned into a frown. Rivers pulled her onto his lap, putting his arms around her to comfort her.

"So what are you going to do? Look at a different place or-" I was cut off as she started to talk.

"No I think I'm just going to have my resturant make it, then I'll at least know that it will look and taste wonderful."

"You're going to make your own wedding cake? Well I guess at least this way it would be practically free." I said after thinking about it for awhile.

"Yea that's true. So what did you four do all day?" Trudie asked us.

"Let's see, slept, ate, watched t.v, listened to the boys conversations when they thought I was sleeping, which turned out to be quiet interesting might I add." I grinned at them. "Other than that though a pretty boring day." I finished.

"Trudie took me to her resturant to taste the food there. It was amazing! To think the whole time we were staying at your old house she made me eat pop-tarts." Kynaree grinned telling us about her day.

"Haha I remember that. One thing we were never low on in that house once you guys moved in was pop-tarts and other toaster ready food." I laughed at the memory. The rest of the night went on like that telling stories from when we all lived under the same roof, and almost drove each other to the brink of insanity. I missed those days.

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

I guess you could say there was a lot I missed about living with Valkyrie and having Kynaree, Cecil, Valkyrie and Nathan here these past couple of weeks has brought back memories. Some I could probably live without remembering. For the past to years those things seemed as useless as having one shoe without having the pair. Talking about these things that seemed useless in my head, made them real, even though they really are real.

We talked about the good memories, how we could live on pop tarts, breakfast, lunch and dinner for weeks on end, to the bad ones, about how Cecil and Theo got captured by Oni, and I was one that saved them, all the time spent there. We talked about how many books I have probably read, and how my few favorite authors should come out with new books so I would have something to read. We talked for hours about random facts we had remembered, and how nothing will ever be the same again, Valkyrie being human, Kynaree being in England and me being in France.

It was 10 o'clock before we knew it and everyone was talking about how tired they were, they had no idea how lucky they were. I with I could feel the feeling of being tired. They have no idea how jealous I am.

It was 10 minutes after we settled into bed, I could hear the soft even breathes coming from Rivers direction that told me he was out. I thought about what I should do, and couldn't think of anything special. I don't have any books here I haven't read, but I walked to the library downstairs in the basement anyways. I never told anybody about the library. I don't know why, it's not like i'm hiding anything. Rivers knows about it, but doesn't really care since he doesn't read, and when he does it is the newspaper.

I was looking through the racks of books, when I hadn't found a book that I felt I wan't to read that night, I walked aimlessly through the basement. I ran into some old puzzles. There was a beautiful one of a mother and her child. I had wanted a baby so much, just seeing Valkyrie puke made me jealous.

I cleaned off a card table that was in the corner, and started working on the puzzle. The low lighting had made the room eerie and made me squint at the pieces. I figured I should bring it upstairs, but everybody might find it weird I was doing a puzzle of a random mother and her child, rather than a river, or a smile face or something.

I had gotten really far that night, over halfway, I will finish tomorrow, I told myself looking at the time. EIGHT O'CLOCK! People should be looking for me by now. At least Rivers.

I ran upstairs, Rivers was the only one up and he was watching T.V. "I was wondering were you were. I figured you had to make a special trip for the restaurant or something."

"Nope, just downstairs cleaning up." I lied.

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~<>~Kynaree's POV~<>~

Dear Diary,

Sorry I've been neglecting you, I've just been having a lot of fun. I missed Trudie and Valkyrie way too much. I think I even missed Nathan and Rivers too. In the short time I've been here I think I've seen Cecil more than I've seen him in two months. Which is weird, because we live together... but you know that. Well, I'm gonna go downstairs and see what's for breakfast.

Love,
Kynaree

When I walked down the stairs the only aroma that awaited me was coffee brewing in the coffee pot. No breakfast. I stumbled into the living room to find that everyone was already awake and watching the morning news without me. After taking my seat on the cushion nearest Cecil, I asked where the food was. "We're thinking about going out to eat," Trudie answered.

"That means I need to get dressed," I pointed out.

"Not unless you want to go in your PJs," Valkyrie said. Which reminded me of the time her, Nathan, and Cecil, came to rescue Trudie and I one morning. She had gotten blood on her favorite pajamas.

"I don't think that's a good idea..." I replied, but instead of getting up I rested my head on Cecil's shoulder. Sleeping sounded like a good idea right now.

"If we're gonna go out to eat we've better get moving before they start serving lunch," Rivers suggested, directly at me. I, being the only one not dressed.

"C'mon," Cecil added, shrugging my head off his shoulder. Geez, everyone was so impatient today. I lifted myself briskly off the couch and made my way back to the guest room. However, instead of getting dressed like I originally intended I cuddled underneath the covers of the bed again. It was still slightly warm from me just leaving it minutes ago and I feel back to sleep in a matter of seconds.

I woke up suddenly from a knock at the door, then it cracked opened, "Kynaree, are you ready?" It Cecil's head peeking in. I was going to spring out of bed and act like I never fell back to sleep, but my cover was blown, "We've been waiting for 20 minutes! We thought you were showering."

I shook my head, "Sleeping," I corrected.

He rolled his eyes, "If I would've known you were that tired, they could've went and we could've stayed here." He wasn't mad, he actually looked amused, "I had no idea you could sleep so long, is that what you do when I'm at work all day?"

"No," I yawned and rolled out of bed. "I do other stuff... I'll get dressed really quick-like. Tell them I... got lost--or something."

"Alright, I'll tell them you were swallowed by the bed sheets and couldn't escape," he said, grinning while he left the room.

I picked out something plain to wear and then grabbed a hoodie sweatshirt to go over that. My hair wasn't something I worried about so I left it in a chaotic way, that looked almost stylish. It wasn't about being beautified right now, it was about being comfortable and quick. The others were glaring at me when I walked down the steps, I knew they were kidding, except I wasn't sure about Rivers. He seemed kind of serious in an, 'I'm kidding, but I'm so totally hungry right now my stomach's going to eat itself,' sort of way.

"Sorry I took so long... I was--" I looked at Cecil's expression to see if he ratted me out, "Distracted." I knew from his smirk that he so totally did.

[<^>Krustine<^>]

~Trudie's POV~

Kynaree had finally woken up and we told her the game plan for the day. She didn't seem to care all that much, just wanted to go back to sleep. Rivers kept glaring at her, sitting there laying on the couch, until she finally got up to go get dressed.

Twenty minutes later, after Kynaree was still upstairs supposedly getting dressed. Cecil went up to check on her.

He came back down saying she went back to sleep and that she was now getting dressed and would be down in five minutes.

"Well, you guys can go, since we are going to be talking about our bachelor and bachelor-et parties we shouldn't be together." I told Rivers, as Kynaree was walking down the stairs.

"Okay, well guys. I guess we are leaving." Rivers said, sulking out the door.

"Ready?" I asked Kynaree.

"Yup, lets go, i'm hungry." She responded.

We pulled up to the restaurant I told Rivers specifically not to go to, since I wanted to take the girls here.

After we ordered. I asked them what they thought we should do for the bachelor-et party, or if they had even thought about it yet.

They looked at each other, and shook their heads.

"Aimée said she would like to have it at her house, she has the full equipped bar downstairs in her house." I said.

"Okay." They said in unison.

[Kàylà]

~Valkyrie's POV~
Trudie took us out for breakfast so that we could discuss her up and coming bachelor-et party. Her friend Aimée had offered to have it at her house since she had a fully equipped bar at her house. My stomach turned at the thought of alcohol, I had had a taste for it when I was a vampire but since then I hadn't really cared for the taste espeically now with a baby on the way. Every now and then I would still have the occasinal glass of wine but not very often.

I agreed to have it there though and tried to think of other things they could do at Trudie's party but I wasn't exactly sure what humans did at bachelor-et parties. The only weddings I had attended had been vampire weddings before and I wondered how different they were from human ones.

With how long I had been alive, one would think that I would know all about humans and their customs but there were just as foriegn to me as a German was to America. We continued to talk about different possibilities for the party and wondered out loud at what the boys were coming up with for River's Bachelor party.

They finished up at the resturant and Trudie showed them the more touresty part of Paris, bringing them to all the tourist traps. It had been a long time since I had been to Paris so I found myself enoying the sights all over again. There was no doubt that the area was beautiful and I wondered why Nathan and I hadn't thought about moving here in one of our various moves around the world.

There was a time when it had been brought up though but I figured that Trudie would want some space even though Paris was huge and it was unlikely that we would run into each other. For her sake though I figured it would be best to stay away from Paris for awhile.

Trudie took us to the Effiel Tower and we took the elevator to the very top. Kynaree clutched onto both of us, afraid that she might accidently slip over the edge and kill herself. We both assured her thought that it was very safe up here and she wouldn't fall. Of course that didn't stop the death grip she had on both of our arms.

We stayed up there for a little longer until it started to get to crowded from other tourists that were starting to come up.