The wedding was tomorrow. Everyone else was in a panic-but 'Hide and I were nestled into our corner of love his arms wrapped around me and our faces only inches apart, and everything between us was perfect. The wedding seemed so trivial-we were already united in a more significant way than I'd ever imagined we could be. Why worry about such...human traditions when the most ultimate of unions had already been formed, even if unintentionally.
"What are you doing at your bachelor party?" I asked my fiancé.
"Oh, I'm sure we'll be pulling out the high-grade," he said, a contemplative look on his face. I knew this was alien-robot talk for alcohol.
"You plan to get drunk?" I asked, incredulously. He smirked.
"I guess so," he shrugged, "You know how Sideswipe is. And we've got plenty of human alcohol, too. So don't worry about Lennox." I grinned.
"Don't worry, I wasn't," I assured him. He laughed.
"So what are you doing at your 'hen party'?" he asked. I grimaced at the name.
"Honestly, I don't know. Sarah, Monique and Arcee decided to surprise me," I shrugged, "I'll let you know as soon as I do."
"Please do," he requested, "I must say that I'm interested to know what will go on here, with both human and Cybertronian women." I grinned again.
"So am I."
"Why are you still here?!" this was Sarah, having what I'd deemed to be a pre-wedding meltdown. When I'd said 'corner of love' what I'd really meant was 'corner of the living-room'. She was talking to Ironhide, but then turned to me, "Why is he still here?! Damnit! Leave!" she growled. Ironhide and I both chuckled, and he kissed me one more time before releasing me and walking toward the front door.
"I'll see you at the altar," he promised, leaning against the door jamb, a devilish grin planted on his face.
"I'll be the one in white," I returned, a grin of equal mirth planted on my face. The smile lasted for only a moment before he disappeared from the doorway, and I was left staring at empty space.
"Snap out of it!" Sarah snapped, clapping in front of my face several times. I grinned at her, then caught her in a hug. She seemed tense, at first, but after a few seconds gave in to it.
"Calm down," I ordered, "Everything will be perfect. Don't worry." She relaxed in my arms, and eventually hugged me back.
"I just want this to be the wedding of your dreams," she said, and her voice was thick, "You're my first daughter...I just want you to be happy." I leaned back, and tried to hide the happy tears in my own eyes.
"I am happy," I assured her.
"I'm so glad," she whispered, then tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
"Enough with the human sappiness!" came Arcee's voice, which I'd only recently become familiar with, "We're here to party while you're still a free woman!" she said, her voice loud. I turned to see she and Monique leading many of the base-wives and girlfriends into the Lennox household. Suddenly, it made sense that Anna had been sent to her grandparents for the night. Each of the women had at least one gift in their hand, and Monique, Arcee and Elita-1 were each toting brown paper bags, no doubt holding copious amounts of alcohol. I shook my head at them.
"I didn't realize this was going to be an ordeal," I laughed, looking at all the women that had filed into the lower floor of the house. Arcee laughed, coming up and hugging me.
"Well, you only get married to an Autobot once, Ramona," she said, giggling. After I'd gotten to know her a little better, I realized that she was far more than just a warrior. She was a woman, too, and it showed at times like these.
"Oh, dear lord, this is a wedding shower, isn't it?" I groaned, good-naturedly.
"Damn straight!" Monique said, "Time to party!"
'Hide,' I hissed through the link, 'It's a wedding shower! Code Red!' His booming laugh nearly rattled my brain.
'Sorry, Sweetspark, I'm already jacked on the High Grade,' he said, absolutely no apology in his voice. I laughed at him.
'Drunk already, 'Hide?'
'Pretty much,' he responded. I laughed again.
'Be safe, 'Hide. I love you,' I said, my happiness getting through to him, even across the distance.
'I love you too, Ramona. Don't be reckless!' And our conversation ended there. 'Hide and I weren't allowed to speak from this moment forward.
The Shower was, indeed, a party. I got ridiculous amounts of incredibly revealing under-clothes, and an absurd amount of overly-dirty lingerie, including several pairs of edible panties that made me blush when I opened them. It seemed that all these women knew tonight was sex and alcohol, because that's all we talked about, the only thing of interest, and the only gifts I received revolved around these two topics. I didn't get too drunk, I only had a glass of wine and a few shots. I didn't want to have a hangover the next morning, after all. All the talk of sex made me a bit nervous-Ironhide and I had never really spoken about sex. I was a virgin, and he was an Autobot, and I just wasn't sure about what to expect. But 'Hide had planned what he'd called a 'romantic honeymoon' for the two of us, so clearly he knew what was going to happen. But it made me nervous, and my stomach turned at the thought.
Or maybe it was the alcohol.
"What's wrong, Ramona?" this was Sarah. She was absolutely plastered, which surprised me, because I'd never seen her as anything besides a perfect mother. I'd definitely never seen her drunk. It was well after all of the base-wives had left, and now it was just the female side of the wedding party, barring Anna.
"I'm nervous," I said, truthfully.
"You're only getting nervous now?" Elita-1 snorted, and I rolled my eyes.
"Not about the wedding," I explained, "About...you know...after the wedding." A mutual look of understanding flickered across each of the
women's faces.
"'Hide loves you, baby, he'll be gentle," Sarah assured me. I felt blood rush to my face, and I was sure it was from embarrassment and not the alcohol.
"I know. I just...I've never..." I hesitated, "I don't know what to expect. Especially from him."
"You're a virgin!" exclaimed Arcee. I slapped my hands to my face, hiding behind them, "Oh, my Primus! Are you really? I never pegged ol' 'Hide to go for the innocent type!" she said, very loudly to my extreme embarrassment. She'd clearly been indulging in some High Grade, herself.
"Don't worry, Ramona," Monique said, her voice clear among the drunk and sarcastic women that remained in the room, "It'll be perfect. And even more special because you waited. Don't worry. Be excited! You're getting married tomorrow!" I laughed.
"Oh, god guys!" I said, a grin taking over my face, "I'm getting married tomorrow!" They all giggled with me, and though that night had been more embarrassing than anything I'd ever experienced before, it was the best Hen Party I could have asked for.
I love anyone who reads this.
And I mean anyone.
Hope you enjoyed it, kiddies.
~Dev
