Iridescent

It's going down the logical progression on a the time line

"Where exactly are we going?" Donna asked her son sitting in the passenger seat of his car with Chester in the backseat sitting beside Mari. It had been a couple of weeks since the end of Projekt Revolution and since then Mike had been busy in the studio with the side project which would be under the name of Fort Minor. He knew that he wanted to begin the trial runs for the proposal and found himself at a loss as to how many he would need of one of the items. He also found himself at a loss as to where exactly to find a shit ton of them which is what he imagined the exact number that would be needed. Being that Mike was lost and Chester wasn't much help on the matter, he went to the two other people he knew could help him. "You know, I'm getting older and having my oldest son just tell me 'I'm picking you and Mari up because I need help with something' isn't what older women want to hear."

Chester chuckled in the backseat while Mike smirked meeting his eye in the rear view mirror. "I need your help finding tea lights. Preferably fake ones because we have animals. I need a lot of them and we have no idea where to go."

Donna looked at him confused. "Why do you need a lot of them?" Mike looked towards her smiling pulling up to a red light. There was something in his eyes that made her realize what he was exactly getting at. Mari noticed this too and smiled softly to herself. "Mike, are the tea lights for what I think they are?"

"What do you think they're for?" He asked back pulling into the Starbucks near the shopping area.

"Are you planning on proposing to Mila?" Mari took a shot for both Mother's who were present and asked what was on both their minds.

"Yes," Mike said hearing the gasps while faintly seeing out of the corner of his eye both of them smile at one another.

"I'm so happy," Donna said wiping her eyes. "Mila is the perfect choice for you Mike. I know you know this, but we all love her and she fits in perfectly with our family."

"We feel the same way about Mike," Mari added patting his shoulder. "You raised an amazing son, Donna."

Chester couldn't help but smile listening to the Mother's gush about the couple. They seemed to feel the same way anyone who met them felt. Mila and Mike were perfect for each other and seeing the two Mom's get so excited about the knowledge of a proposal, so much so that they both were brought to tears, made him feel all the more happy for them. There was no drama or hate between any of them and he knew that would make for a good basis for everything.

"So do I have your blessing, Mari?" Mike asked her looking at the woman in the rear view mirror pulling behind another car at the drive-thru.

"Mijo, you know you do. You've had it for years," Mari smiled at him rubbing the shoulder she had previously patted. "There is no one else more perfect for her than you. You've always protected, loved and supported her since you were both so young. I have no doubts you'll make a great husband."

"Thanks, Mari. So can you both help me find these things?" He asked with a small amount of whine in his voice. "I have no idea where to go."

The mothers laughed knowing that even though he whined, he was also nervous about what these lights were for. Granted they have never been the one to propose, but knew how nerve wracking it can be. They also both knew that Mike was a perfectionist by nature and once his mind was set on something, it had to turn out just as good if not better than he imagined.

"Yes, we will help you," Donna assured her son rubbing his right arm calmly finding the current state of him amusing. After Mike bought everyone a coffee, the mothers quickly discussed the nearest store who would have a decent number of tea lights. They made sure to mention to him though that it may take a couple of stores before they would have potentially enough lights for what he needed. A part of him was suddenly regretting getting a house with a big ground floor after the first two stores, both being arts and crafts stores, only allowed him to obtain six hundred lights which Mike was absolutely positive was nowhere near enough for what he wanted. With each pack he bought, a total of six with one hundred in each one, he was suddenly hoping one of the stores had more supply in the back. Walking into the local Target, he was pleasantly surprised with being able to find a decent amount more of the hundred packs all on sale. "You have almost fifteen hundred tea lights. Is that enough?"