To Rule the World | A Zodiac Story

I Object!

Actor: Lucky Blue Smith

Wedding day. This was also known as the worst day of Aries', Pisces', Libra's, and Virgo's lives. Plus, Gemini and Aquarius, of course, but for totally different reasons.

Libra was in her room with Taurus and Cancer, who was there in a desperate attempt for help, as they tried to pull the corset tight. Libra wasn't slim, but it was tradition that the corset be unbreathable until after the ceremonies. Besides, she got bloated from stress eating. We've all been there, don't deny it. Taurus pulled at one side, while Cancer had the other. There was a lot of left over string that pulled it shut, and they knew the hard part would be tying it.

And boy, were they wrong.

Tying it was easy. Untying themselves was not.

"Fuck," Taurus mumbled, trying to untie herself. "A little help?"

Cancer had string tied up in her hair. She hissed in pain. "I'm a little tied up at the moment."

Taurus sighed and tried to wriggled her leg out. "Can we send her back to Solis?"

"No, Taurus," said Libra in a strained voice. "Cancer is our friend. Friends make puns and bad jokes."

"The only bad joke I know is Sagittarius," Taurus countered, finally freeing herself. She went on to get the string out of Cancer's hair.

"Aren't you guys dating?" Cancer asked, eyeing the nearby scissors. She prayed she wouldn't need to cut her hair.

"Not yet," Taurus explained, "but wait until the end of this wedding. That moron will love me."

"I don't think insulting him is an effective way of flirting," Libra said, stifling a laugh.

"Says the girl in an arranged marriage," Taurus roasted her. Cancer cackled. Taurus sucked in. "We have to cut it."

"We cannot cut my hair," Cancer warned. "That cannot happen to me."

"I'm sorry it had to be this way," Taurus said. A scream ran through the castle. Hair fell to the floor. The deed was done.

Libra snorted. "That was a slight overreaction."

"Gah, I hope Scorpio likes it. Is it bad? It's so short," Cancer said miserably, grasping it tightly in her hands.

"You look fine," Taurus told her. "Besides, what does Scorpio's opinion matter? You're just her lady-in-waiting, right?"

Cancer stayed quiet. Taurus didn't question it, but Libra knew her secret. Her gut feeling told her that she was right. Scorpio finally got the vagina to ask Cancer out.

....honestly Libra breaks the fourth wall too much it may become problematic.

"Don't worry, I won't be problematic," Libra says, looking into space.

Taurus stared at her. "What?"

Libra blinked and snapped back to reality. "Hm? Oh, nothing. How about I get my gown on?"

Cancer furrowed her eyebrows and scanned the room for anyone else. She shook her head in disbelief. "Um, okay. Sure."

Taurus and Cancer pulled out a long dress, with a long cape at the bottom. It was an off-White, with a floral lace design and long lace sleeves. The two of them helped her struggle to get it on. After the finally got Libra's head through it, they gasped. She was stunning. Except for the resting bitch face she was wearing.

"Chin up. You may not want to get married, but you can still slay while doing it," Taurus told her, as she fixed her hair a bit. "Let's go, we've got a hair dresser appointment."