It Was the night of the Wedding. Atmosphere was high and the clock was ticking. The world around everyone was speeding up until the bomb went off-The ball where (Y/n)'s fate seals up for Luciano.
(Y/n) was in Flavio's dressing room-which almost resembled a massive closet with decal quotes decorating the walls, the floor was simple carpet. Unlike Luciano's workspace, Flavio's workspace was far more humble and way more messy.
(Y/n) was halfway into her far too gorgeous wedding dress counting down. (Y/n) tried to find Matt and tell him to get her out but Matt wasn't around, hell none of the 2ps were around. It was almost like Luciano was purposely keeping anyone who could save her away from her-essentially isolation. Sweat was dripping from her hairline from stress and the heat of the rather heavy dress. Even Flavio felt the tension in that dressing room as he worked tediously to pin her dress.
"I can't do this, there has to be some way out of this, I can't throw my entire life away!"
Flavio looked up at her sympathetically. "I tried to battle with Antonio ages ago and I simply can't talk him out of it Hun. I guess my only advice would be to get someone to sneak you out after the wedding which is very risky. A simpler alternative would be to make him want to divorce you after the wedding. You still look Glorious tonight."
Flavio was ignorant to the true depth of Luciano's plan, Of course Flavio couldn't really help her escape, he was too close inside of Luciano's little bubble. If this man says the wrong words or even questions a dictator like Luciano he would be dead before his body even reached the floor.
(Y/n) needs Matt, now.
'Allens'. That name popped right into her head, but something about Allen's plan was off, but what other choice does (Y/n) have anyway at this point?
"Hey Flavio, there is something I haven't told you."
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The ceremony was finally decorated to its full potential, Beautiful ruby drapes at the Altar with More chairs than before at the Altar. The curtains were decorated in roses and Tulips. A cross behind the Altar also decorated both roses and tulips.The golden chandelier was laced with pearls that hung from the roof. Oliver had baked an entire cake in the span of those eight hours, Kuro and Lutz were racing around to make sure everything was in order.
Luciano sat down at one of the empty guest tables with a small glass of wine. "Finally, everyone is finally doing their jobs, everything's falling into place. Now this is my definition of the ideal night."
Oliver brought out a cart on wheels with a beautiful wedding cake. The cake was a typical three layered wedding cake with pink and blue icing on the edges of the wedding cake. There was a big pink chocolate heart on top of the cake to finish it off. Oliver was behind the cake refusing to show his face blushing. Luciano rolled his eyes.
Oliver poked his head out from behind the cake. "No blood or anything yucky just like you asked Luci~, I made it perfect just for you, Eyebee is a lucky lady! Frankly, I love what I did with the icing. It is a soft angel-"
"Nobody cares Oliver" Snapped Luciano.
Oliver proceeded to die a little inside.
"WHAT UP NERDS." Allen the guest of honor came bursting in through ceremony doors wearing a tuxedo he stole from a thrift store in 48'. He was still wearing his signature sunglasses. Luciano was delighted to finally see someone he liked in these ceremony halls. Oliver didn't notice Allen because he was sitting in a corner sulking, Lutz and Kuro were less than pleased to see Allen jumping in the scene barely even invited.

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Eyebee Act II ( 50's AU Yandere 2p!Hetalia + Reader)
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