Latch

Ch. 12: The Games

       

"So a shotgun wedding, eh?" Mr. O'pollo rubbed his chin as Mark and (Y/n) looked quickly through the catalog.

"Uh, yeah. Last minute decision." Mark spoke.

"What's with the uh, the sudden decision?"

"You see," (Y/n) breathed, "Mark and I have been in love for many years. Our parents though, they hate each other. They actually never supported our relationship." She took Mark by the hand and looked him sincerely in the eyes. "I just, I needed to be with him at all costs. We went through a lot to get here, together."

"Seems like you two have been through hell and back, I mean you're on stilts over there, and he looks like he hasn't slept in days."

"You don't even know the half of it.." Mark rubbed his eyes. "So will you help us?"

"Of course I will! It's not often ya hear about this Romeo and Juliet stuff happening." Mr. O'pollo paused. "Tell ya what. I knew you guys are from the colonies, and you don't have the correct paper work, but god damnit you're in love. I'm gonna do this for ya, I'm gonna pretend I saw all the paperwork, and we're gonna go through with the ceremony anyway."

"Really?" She leaned on the counter. "You'll do that? Just for us?"

"Paperwork shouldn't choose who and who doesn't belong together, love." He smiled at both of them. "My wife, Susan, she'll help ya get ready. In the mean time, Mark, you come with me, I know EXACTLY what suit you'll look great in."

"How can we repay you for this?" (Y/n) asked desperately.

"We'll just bill ya for the ceremony. Don't worry about anything else." Mr. O'pollo turned and whistled loudly, "Susan! C'mon we got an exciting wedding today!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" The short blonde announced as she rushed into the room.

"Oh dear, what happened to ya?" She looked (Y/n) up and down.

"Bear...attack.." She answered slowly.

"We'll don't you worry, I think I have the perfect dress for you."

"Susan, you treat'er nice okay? We have ourselves a Romeo and Juliet on our hands." Mr. O'pollo spoke.

Susan gasped. "Oh my god, I've been waiting for a day like this to happen." She began to lead (Y/n) towards another section of the building. "Honey I've been saving a real good dress for something like this."

(Y/n) looked back until she couldn't see Mark anymore, then focused on the task at hand. She didn't care what kind of dress she was going to wear, as long as the wedding happened, and fast.

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"This is where their scents meet up." Anti spoke as he approached the bench. "They sat across from one another."

"So Mark is definitely here, but what could they have talked about?" Sean pondered.

"There isn't any blood, or sign of distress so it was some kind of agreement." He walked around the table and around the area.

Anti became very quiet while he looked throughout the park. It was strangely uneasy for Sean for him to hear...well..nothing. Anti was full of snarky comments, and rude behaviors but he'd never been so serious in his life, at least, not while he's preoccupied Sean that is.

"Any thoughts?" Sean broke the silence.

"I'm piecin' together what she said in that note. She said it's going to be okay. Which means she found some kind of loop-hole or some kind of way."