Back to New York! (2nd)

A Weddings Kiss

“NO! I AIN’T DOIN’ THAT! I DON’T CARE HOW BADLY I OWE YA, THERES NO WAY I’M DOIN THAT!” Kylee heard down the hall. It was February now, two months after Mikeys cold winter proposal. Kylee sighed, shaking her head. Only a few hours till the wedding and Raph was already fighting with the bride.  Kylee had duties today, as Maid of honor; she had to keep the bride looking pretty and happy. Luckily Becca had chosen a non humiliating dress for her. It was simply dark purple, fell around Kylee’s feet and was loose yet form fitting…the other bride’s maids hadn’t been as lucky, they were wearing blue dresses with lighter bottoms that puffed out. Kylee flowed down the hall and opened Becca’s door. Raph (in turtle form) was in a black tux, no tie- he must have ‘forgot’ it. Becca was sitting down in a chair, smiling evilly at Raph, he already looked buzzing mad. “Alright you two, break it up. I don’t want any blood on the dress, it’s one of a kind and it ain’t cheap.”

The two looked at Kylee leaning in the doorway, a ‘can’t you two get along for a minute without me in the room’ look plastered on her face. Raph growled, grimacing, and then softening and looking away. “She’s tryin’ ta make me look like-”

“You owe me dude! And besides its my wedding, can’t you do a favor for yer soon to be sister-in-law?” Becca used the word as a knife, making Raphs spine tingle, and not in the good way either. “This is the biggest mistake of Mikeys life. Why you?!”

“Cuz I’m just that good.”

“grrrrrrrr” Raph was holding up a fist, but Becca wasn’t flinching, he was about to land it but Kylee had grabbed a bamboo stick earlier and whacked him, waggling her finger and making a tsk tsk noise. “Now Raphael, don’t make me be the best man too- that’s Dons job. Now quiet being a baby and just do Becca’s little favor, I’m sure it can’t be that bad. Now leave, I gotta get Juliet here ready for her walk.”

“But Kylee-”

“NO BUTS! Now, out’cha get.” Kylee pushed Raph out gently out, her dress trailing her feet, and closed the door behind him. She took a deep breath quickly and looked at Becca, who stood up, letting the dress fall around her. The sleeves were short and see through and the dress itself dropped around her ankles and had tiny, intricate turtle designs all over it that matched her ring. Kylee rolled her eyes slightly. “Mkay, so what was that about Bec? What are you having him do?” Becca tried to hide a evil smile, failing and seeing Kylee give her the special Kylee look and broke. “I guess you’ll see at the bachelorette party.”

“I still don’t know why you wanted to have it on yer wedding day, isn’t it customary that you should’ve had it last night?”

“Since when are our lives customary?”

“Good point. Seriously though, what are you making Raph do?”

“you’ll see.”

“do you really wanna go to the party in yer dress? Do we hafta go in our dresses, I’d rather be in a pair of jeans.”

“Yes, you have to go in yer dress, let’s get going!”

“But I haven’t finished with you yet. We still gotta do yer veil and yer nails and-oh my god what am I saying, let’s go!” Kylee almost ran out of the room out of horror. This wedding was getting to her head; she actually cared about nails and veils?! Kylee shivered, her worst nightmare come true.

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“I was so horribly wrong. It’s bad, it’s really bad.” Kylee muttered.

The party was raging. The girls were having fun and talking. There were Becca’s co workers…a lot of them. Apparently she was a big hit at work and had lots of friends…great…a crowd. There were some friends from the past but not many. They were all dancing and laughing. Becca had disappeared into the sea of girls, though there was one person who stuck out like…well they stuck out really well.