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Fanfic: How to marry the Girl of your Dreams
did you get that from again? And what is it supposed to mean? But not that Virginia ..."
Wendell took no offense at the choice of words and simply replied as he sat down in an empty chair."Yes, your daughter is pregnant. Even if it might not be the best to receive such a message from me, but you have already received a tip from Wolf."
"Virginia ... my little Virginia? It can't, it doesn't work ..." It was the typical monologue of a father who did not want to see or could not see that his little girl had grown up. They had always lived together, their dates were never serious, he never had to worry, but that? It couldn't be. He could have ignored `Grandfather`, but ..." How do you know that exactly? "Tony finally asked with suspicious eyes. Somehow it always seemed as if he would really be the last to find out.
"Well, you know, Anthony, at ... the coronation ceremony, I was ... still a dog and ..." Wendell stroked his hair ashamed, as he always did when he remembered him was on four paws for more than a week of his life."... I also had my animal instincts ..."
"Please spare me that!" Tony interrupted and screwed up his eyes. "I certainly didn't want to hear that much!"
"No, I meant that dogs like, let's say ... wolves ... can smell certain things ... and-"
"-and you sniffed my daughter ?!" Tony shouted in disbelief.
"No!", Wendell contradicted again, this time rolling his eyes. "I didn't have to. The scent of a pregnant woman is pretty ... intense."
"The scent of a pregnant woman ..." Tony repeated numbly. Should it really be true? Was his pigeon pregnant? Was she expecting a ... cub? The word alone made chills run down his spine.
"Now don't be so surprised!" Wendell laughed at Tony's expression. "You had to know that one day it would turn out like that."
"One day, yes, but not yet today!" He replied, more irritated than intended. No, it was all an infinitely long nightmare.He was still lying in his TV chair ... "Sorry, I shouldn't take my mood out on you, huh?", He finally said contrite.
But Wendell just waved him off. "It's okay, which is why I came ... Well, I thought we could celebrate here in my castle. It's big enough, we can take over most of the guest list from the coronation ceremony, or if you are want it more private, let's delete a few ... "
"Celebrate what?" Tony interrupted with a confused expression that clearly showed that he couldn't add one and one together again.
"Well, the wedding, of course! It will be a sensation, two of the four saviors of the 10 kingdoms are tying the knot!" Wendell was beaming and was more than obviously happy for both of them, although he had doubts about the wolf at the beginning.
"Do you have to remind me again?" Tony growled softly and then shook his head in resignation."I won't be able to do anything about it anyway, will I?"
"I'm afraid not," Wendell replied with a grin.
~ * + ^ + * ~
"And so it should reassure me that Wolf here," Grandmother pointed to the man with the appropriate name, "was a stray madman and not someone whose menu I was on?"
"Not a 'deranged' grandmother," Virginia tried to drown out Wolf's growl. "Wolf only had one appointment with Mrs. Horovitz and then he made a mistake on the floor, and then he saw you and remembered a photo and ... didn't he, Wolf?"
"Yes," he confirmed with a sigh, when he couldn't hold up Virginia's pleading gaze. Although it didn't quite make sense to him where the point was, he went along with it. Anything to be a creamy, dreamy girl wanted. The next sigh was of a different nature.
Grandmother's eyebrows drew together even more. "That is pure quibbling! Insane is and remains insane! And I have no intention of putting this ... 'man' in my apartment any longer!"Virginia gasped in disbelief. How could her own grandmother be so heartless? She must have finally understood by now that she loved Wolf and wanted to marry him. "W-how can you ... just?" She stuttered, concerned.
Meanwhile, Wolf eyed the cleaver with which he had once greeted Virginia and wished he had actually eaten Grandmother back then. Maybe he wouldn't have survived, maybe Virginia wouldn't have been ready for him any longer, but most certainly they wouldn't have been sitting here in the kitchen talking about his state of mind - which, by the way, was in great shape.
"But Virginia, dear," Grandmother whispered, confused. "I only meant him, of course you can stay as long as you want. That goes without saying." She sighed impatiently. "Even if it's a little late for it, something can still come of you. You inherited the beauty of your mother - which, of course, got it from me - and from your father ... well, luckily you didn't have it that way get a lot ... ""That's enough now!" Wolf uttered and jumped up, his chair tipping over with a crash. "How dare you, old man, attribute the beauty of my fiancées to YOU ?! ... Anyway, that didn't matter. You offended her enough. Virginia, we're going!"
“Oh no!” Grandmother had also jumped up and slammed her palms on the table. "My granddaughter doesn't need to be bossed around by someone like you! I hope I've got myself clearly-"
“Wolf?” Virginia seemed somehow smaller and smaller in her chair. Why did the two of them have to fight like that? She had hoped they would get along, one day they could be a family. No such luck. “Let's just go, okay?” She couldn't meet her grandmother's gaze for fear of what she might see.
"Huh? But yes, sure. Let's go." Wolf helped Virginia up, then he got the bag with her things and then they went on their way."Virginia! You can't do that, stay here!" Nobody treated Grandmother with such disrespect. But she refrained from pursuing them any further and stopped in the hallway, where she crossed her arms over her chest, confident of victory. "You'll come back like you always have. Just like your mother, you'll eventually-"
Virginia pressed her nails into her palms, but she couldn't control herself. Wolf, who noticed this, whispered a low "Jemine" and saw his fiancée turn around in a flash and glare at her grandmother through the arched door with cold eyes. "Mom is dead. She will never come back." With that, she slammed the door of Apartment 201, out of sight of her grandmother. "She will never come back ..."
~ * + ^ + * ~
"Drusilda, Hazel, nameless witch, ogre and all of you ... Soon you will return and help me put my plan into practice." Ice Queen smiled thinly, her indigo lips curling up just a little.Her pale blue skin was reminiscent of freshly thawed water, and her face was surrounded by long, straight strands of white hair that came almost to her waist. Despite the inhumane temperatures that prevailed in her palace, she was relatively sparse with a tight black body and semi-transparent, bluish shimmering trousers that were only tight at the waistband around her waist and ankles, otherwise they fell loosely around her legs clothed. Her lack of warm clothing was in all likelihood due to the fact that, as an Ice Queen, she was not only used to the cold, but also to the fact that ice water flowed through her veins instead of the blood, making the cold not uncomfortable, but rather essential looked.
Wendell took no offense at the choice of words and simply replied as he sat down in an empty chair."Yes, your daughter is pregnant. Even if it might not be the best to receive such a message from me, but you have already received a tip from Wolf."
"Virginia ... my little Virginia? It can't, it doesn't work ..." It was the typical monologue of a father who did not want to see or could not see that his little girl had grown up. They had always lived together, their dates were never serious, he never had to worry, but that? It couldn't be. He could have ignored `Grandfather`, but ..." How do you know that exactly? "Tony finally asked with suspicious eyes. Somehow it always seemed as if he would really be the last to find out.
"Well, you know, Anthony, at ... the coronation ceremony, I was ... still a dog and ..." Wendell stroked his hair ashamed, as he always did when he remembered him was on four paws for more than a week of his life."... I also had my animal instincts ..."
"Please spare me that!" Tony interrupted and screwed up his eyes. "I certainly didn't want to hear that much!"
"No, I meant that dogs like, let's say ... wolves ... can smell certain things ... and-"
"-and you sniffed my daughter ?!" Tony shouted in disbelief.
"No!", Wendell contradicted again, this time rolling his eyes. "I didn't have to. The scent of a pregnant woman is pretty ... intense."
"The scent of a pregnant woman ..." Tony repeated numbly. Should it really be true? Was his pigeon pregnant? Was she expecting a ... cub? The word alone made chills run down his spine.
"Now don't be so surprised!" Wendell laughed at Tony's expression. "You had to know that one day it would turn out like that."
"One day, yes, but not yet today!" He replied, more irritated than intended. No, it was all an infinitely long nightmare.He was still lying in his TV chair ... "Sorry, I shouldn't take my mood out on you, huh?", He finally said contrite.
But Wendell just waved him off. "It's okay, which is why I came ... Well, I thought we could celebrate here in my castle. It's big enough, we can take over most of the guest list from the coronation ceremony, or if you are want it more private, let's delete a few ... "
"Celebrate what?" Tony interrupted with a confused expression that clearly showed that he couldn't add one and one together again.
"Well, the wedding, of course! It will be a sensation, two of the four saviors of the 10 kingdoms are tying the knot!" Wendell was beaming and was more than obviously happy for both of them, although he had doubts about the wolf at the beginning.
"Do you have to remind me again?" Tony growled softly and then shook his head in resignation."I won't be able to do anything about it anyway, will I?"
"I'm afraid not," Wendell replied with a grin.
~ * + ^ + * ~
"And so it should reassure me that Wolf here," Grandmother pointed to the man with the appropriate name, "was a stray madman and not someone whose menu I was on?"
"Not a 'deranged' grandmother," Virginia tried to drown out Wolf's growl. "Wolf only had one appointment with Mrs. Horovitz and then he made a mistake on the floor, and then he saw you and remembered a photo and ... didn't he, Wolf?"
"Yes," he confirmed with a sigh, when he couldn't hold up Virginia's pleading gaze. Although it didn't quite make sense to him where the point was, he went along with it. Anything to be a creamy, dreamy girl wanted. The next sigh was of a different nature.
Grandmother's eyebrows drew together even more. "That is pure quibbling! Insane is and remains insane! And I have no intention of putting this ... 'man' in my apartment any longer!"Virginia gasped in disbelief. How could her own grandmother be so heartless? She must have finally understood by now that she loved Wolf and wanted to marry him. "W-how can you ... just?" She stuttered, concerned.
Meanwhile, Wolf eyed the cleaver with which he had once greeted Virginia and wished he had actually eaten Grandmother back then. Maybe he wouldn't have survived, maybe Virginia wouldn't have been ready for him any longer, but most certainly they wouldn't have been sitting here in the kitchen talking about his state of mind - which, by the way, was in great shape.
"But Virginia, dear," Grandmother whispered, confused. "I only meant him, of course you can stay as long as you want. That goes without saying." She sighed impatiently. "Even if it's a little late for it, something can still come of you. You inherited the beauty of your mother - which, of course, got it from me - and from your father ... well, luckily you didn't have it that way get a lot ... ""That's enough now!" Wolf uttered and jumped up, his chair tipping over with a crash. "How dare you, old man, attribute the beauty of my fiancées to YOU ?! ... Anyway, that didn't matter. You offended her enough. Virginia, we're going!"
“Oh no!” Grandmother had also jumped up and slammed her palms on the table. "My granddaughter doesn't need to be bossed around by someone like you! I hope I've got myself clearly-"
“Wolf?” Virginia seemed somehow smaller and smaller in her chair. Why did the two of them have to fight like that? She had hoped they would get along, one day they could be a family. No such luck. “Let's just go, okay?” She couldn't meet her grandmother's gaze for fear of what she might see.
"Huh? But yes, sure. Let's go." Wolf helped Virginia up, then he got the bag with her things and then they went on their way."Virginia! You can't do that, stay here!" Nobody treated Grandmother with such disrespect. But she refrained from pursuing them any further and stopped in the hallway, where she crossed her arms over her chest, confident of victory. "You'll come back like you always have. Just like your mother, you'll eventually-"
Virginia pressed her nails into her palms, but she couldn't control herself. Wolf, who noticed this, whispered a low "Jemine" and saw his fiancée turn around in a flash and glare at her grandmother through the arched door with cold eyes. "Mom is dead. She will never come back." With that, she slammed the door of Apartment 201, out of sight of her grandmother. "She will never come back ..."
~ * + ^ + * ~
"Drusilda, Hazel, nameless witch, ogre and all of you ... Soon you will return and help me put my plan into practice." Ice Queen smiled thinly, her indigo lips curling up just a little.Her pale blue skin was reminiscent of freshly thawed water, and her face was surrounded by long, straight strands of white hair that came almost to her waist. Despite the inhumane temperatures that prevailed in her palace, she was relatively sparse with a tight black body and semi-transparent, bluish shimmering trousers that were only tight at the waistband around her waist and ankles, otherwise they fell loosely around her legs clothed. Her lack of warm clothing was in all likelihood due to the fact that, as an Ice Queen, she was not only used to the cold, but also to the fact that ice water flowed through her veins instead of the blood, making the cold not uncomfortable, but rather essential looked.