3.1 | Complete Me ✔

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Wayne manor was packed to the brim with party guests. The party favors and decorations were phenomenal. The catering was flawless, thanks to Zain and Alfred. The music selection was courtesy of DJ Aqualad. 

Everything was perfect. Scarlett could barely contain her excitement. She looked around the joint with a pleased expression, when Bruce came to join her.

"There he is," he murmured, pointing toward a tall, handsome gentleman that could almost pass as his twin. Upon further scrutiny, she could see this man had kinder eyes, a cleft chin, and a ridiculously cute curl in the center of his forehead.

"That's the guest of honor?" she said, smoothing her hands over her hips nervously.

"Yep. Clark Kent," he replied. "This isn't going to be his last bachelor party, but it's going to be his best."

"You can count on it," she growled playfully. "I'm gonna head to the back and get everyone changed. The routine is impeccable, I promise."

"Thanks for everything, Scarlett," he smiled, giving her a brief hug before heading off to mingle.

In the backroom, Divya, Desiree and Zane were already changed into their costumes. Divya had dyed her hair gray, so whomever didn't know she Nizhoni would surely know tonight. Zain was half dressed, fixing the ladies' hair, while Saber remained fully clothed.

"What are you doing?" Scarlett asked, expertly concealing her frustration. Saber crossed her arms adamantly.

"I'm sorry, but I cannot wear that costume," she waved her hands. "What was the point of getting my measurements? It's literally just a sash and nothing else."

"A sash that covers all your lovely lady  parts perfectly. What more do you need?" she said, lovingly caressing the silk. "I designed it for me, but I want it for you instead."

"Scarlett--"

"Saber, please don't argue," she whimpered. "We go on in half an hour. Your hair and face is already done up. Get in the costume, love."

Saber glared at her for a long moment before snatching the outfit and going to get changed. Scarlett followed suit, and then Zain. There was a knock on the door as they did final adjustments in the mirror.

"I'll get it," Desiree offered. When she opened it, she greeted the newcomer, but they shoved their way inside. Everyone's faces dropped.

"Oh, no," Saber whispered.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Scarlett growled, looking at them from head to toe.

"Oooh, whose this?" Zain purred, looking at their lavish, drop dead gorgeous outfit with appreciation.

"Hello! I'm Jacqueline, Saber's twin!" she replied, locking eyes with Saber. "I'm also an old friend of Bruce's. I decided to extend my services when I heard about the act taking place tonight."

"You're dancing in the show?" Saber asked in a panic.

"Not in my show," Scarlett remarked smugly. 

"I don't need your permission to perform. The stage is for everyone," she spat, narrowing her eyes on Saber's outfit . "I'm merely here to remind a certain someone how much he actually misses me. Break a leg, sis!"

She turned on her heel and left. Everyone stood in stunned silence a moment before Divya scoffed loudly.

"Who in the hell was that party-crashing whore?"

"We can stop her, right?" Saber asked, grabbing Scarlett. She smiled gently at her and patted her hand reassuringly.

"We don't have time to stop her, but we won't need to," she said, a wicked glimmer in her eye. "I have a plan. Just stick to the routine."