Warning: This chapter might make you laugh until you can't breathe...those who have Asthma you have been warned.
"How long are you going to stay down here in this studio?" You asked looking at Marshall who was in his sweatpants and white tank and his glasses that he rarely wore.
"Until I come up with another song." He said looking up at the ceiling in frustration.
You just laughed as you plopped down next to him on the couch and just stared at him in a childlike matter.
"What?" he asked looking at you in a funny way.
"I'm bored Marshall, entertain me." You said bluntly.
"What are you five?" He said chuckling a bit.
You shrugged sighing in boredom since your best friend went to pairs on a shopping spree with her sister who was getting married soon you had no one to hang out with and bother besides your husband Marshall.
"I'm bored." You said.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked.
". . . I know!" you said gaining an idea.
"Hm?" He asked scared of what the outcome was going to be.
"Let's go to Target." You said smiling deviously.
"Are you out of your mind?" He said raising up to look at his crazy wife.
"Nope let's go!!" You said smiling trying to pull Marshall up off the couch.
"You know good and well i can't go to Target." He said not budging a bit.
"Of course you can't go to Target..but what if you were someone else?" You suggested.
He paused looking at you in a odd way trying to figure out what in the world you were actually talking about.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Get up and i'll show you." You smiled.
So Marshall reluctantly followed you upstairs to your walk in closet where you started going through all your clothes to see if you could find him something to wear. And after digging and a lot of clothes flying all around you finally came up with the perfect outfit for him.
"Okay put this on." You demanded.
"What the he- these are girls clothes!" He said.
"Exactly..Marshall congratulations you are now Marsha Mathers!" You beamed.
"Marsha Mathers??" He said his mouth agape.
"Yup now put these clothes on! We still gotta do your makeup and hair." You enthused shoving him into the bathroom to get dressed.
"Okay remind me again why I married you?" He asked.
"Oh shut up and get in the bathroom!" You said shoving him again, this time he actually went in and you quickly shut the door for he couldn't leave.
30 minutes later
"What took you so long to get in a dress and high heels??" You asked looking at your husband who looked beyond angry.
"I am not going out in public like this!!!" He said wobbling a bit in is heels.
Imagine this is what Marshall is wearing :D
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