We spent the morning with buying costumes with Eric.
Ace stayed with Peter at his place discussing the details of the party.
'You seem happier.' Eric stated while looking through different clothing items.
'Yeah, I am.' I smiled from ear to ear. 'We had another fight that night right after you left. But we talked and made up.' I said sitting on a chair.
'I'm glad you did.' He smiled. 'What do you wanna dress up as?'
'I thought about being a cat.'
'You could borrow Peter's outfit then.'
'You know that I'm a female with boobs, right?' I made a face.
'That's why I said.' He laughed.
I just rolled my eyes but I ended up laughing.
'Or you could ask Ace to do the Spaceman make-up on you.' He suggested.
'That would be cliché.' I shook my head. 'Find me a good dress so I can be a sexy cat, or a witch. Whichever you find first.' I shrugged.
'Hmm.' He said and started looking for a dress. 'What should I be?' He asked.
'A Fox.' I snickered.
'Okay, I deserved this one.' He smiled while rolling his eyes. 'I found one.' He showed me a blackish-greenish strapless miniskirt.
'Oh my God! I love you.' I jumped up and hugged him tightly. 'That will make a great bitchy witch. Thank you.' I kissed his cheek and took away the dress running into the cubicle.
I took off my shirt and jeans and put on the dress Eric found. I looked at myself in the mirror and was satisfied with what I saw.
'Did I mention I love you?' I shouted from the cubicle.
'Yup. Just a few short minutes ago.' He laughed.
I smiled and took off the dress and got into my jeans and shirt. After that we looked for a hat but we had to go to a different shop. After we were done with the costumes we went to my place. I dropped the clothes on the couch and then Eric dropped me off at Peter's house then left. He was still unsure if he should stay or not but decided to go home.
'I'm here.' I walked in. They were in the kitchen drinking beer. 'And who will drive Mr Frehley?' I asked tapping on his shoulder.
'Hi Honey.' He kissed my cheek.
'Hi Anastasia.' Peter put down the glass and hugged me.
'Ugh I still hate this name.' I whined but hugged Peter.
'Sorry Babe. I just haven't seen you since Jenilee's christening so I had to.' He laughed.
'How's she?' I asked.
'She's fine. Debra took her to her parents. They gonna babysit her while we're holding this party of yours.' He drank from his beer.
'Sorry for the late heads-up.' I smiled innocently.
'It's okay.' He shrugged it off. 'I'm actually glad you came up with the party. Because if it were me Debra would've said no.' He chuckled.
'She's harsh. And you missed Jenilee. She's so big and she's crawling now. She tried to stand up but failed but it was still so cute.' Ace's eyes lit up while he was talking about Peter's daughter.
'I can imagine.' I smiled as I looked at Ace in awe. His eyes were shining as he talked about Jenilee.
'Who's gonna help me decorate the house for tonight?' I clapped my hands together. Both man put up his right hand. 'Come on we have a lot of work.' I said.
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Ace Frehley's Babe (COMPLETED )
FanfictionThis is the story of Anastasia Babineaux in chronological order. Anastasia runs by the nickname 'Babe' which Ace gave her himself because her last name gave him some difficulties.
