Choni one shots

135: The One With The Wedding Planners From Hell

TONI POV:

I walk into place Cheryl and I are picking out chairs for our wedding. There is a name for that, I have no fucking idea what the fucking official name is. "The chairs are white." I say trying to stay calm. "We wanted gold!" I say sounding pissed. "Toni it's ok." Cheryl says quietly. "I wanted fucking gold! I don't see any god damn gold!" I grab a chair ready to smash it but Cheryl stops me. "Toni! Calm down." She whispers. "I work at fucking Apple all I see every fucking day is white! I don't want to see white at my fucking wedding! This is the only chance I have to prove to my parents that I actually have my god damn shit together! You are gonna get me my fucking gold chairs!" I yell fuming. Cheryl pulls me out of the store. "You're stressed." She whispers. "We wanted gold. And we got fucking white!" I yell the last part. "Also, you don't work for Apple!" She says. "Take a deep breath and breathe." I take a long deep breath. "Better?" I shake my head. "Not really but I think I can stay calm until we get home." She smiles. "Can't wait to hear you rant for 2 hours about chairs. Let me do the talking." We walk back into the store. "Sorry about that! You sure you don't have gold?" Cheryl ask quietly.

"I'm sorry." I apologize lying next to Cheryl. "About what?" She ask looking at me. "Today. I'm freaking out about the wedding. Like I want to marry you don't get me wrong! But I just need everything to be perfect! I've dreamt of this day my whole life and I can't believe it's actually here." I explain. She smiles. "If I took a shot every time you swore I would still be drunk." She say quietly. "Also I still can't get over the fact that you said you worked from Apple when you refuse to walk into a Apple store after they wiped your computer." She whispers. "I'm still sorry." I whisper. "I know, also you should apologize to the man trying to help us." She says. I sigh. "You mentioned your parents in a fit of rage." I look at her and groan. "You still feel like you have to live up to your sister." I nod. "I know I don't need too! I don't want to! But I still feel this burden." I sit up. "I want them to be there because they are my parents, but I feel like they are still gonna keep complaining that I'm not my sister." I whisper. "So don't have them there!" She says. "I want them there!" I say. "You're mother is your worse nightmare and your dad is an actual idiot! He thinks I have no soul!" She insist. "I know you want them there but if they are gonna ruin it for us and everyone than I don't think they should be there! I'm not going to stop you from inviting them, but I think you really need to think about it!" I nod. "I don't think I'm gonna invite them but we need a away to make sure they don't come." I whisper. "What about your sister?" She ask quietly. "It's not her fault. She keeps trying to tell my parents they don't need to compare us and neither of us can get to them. I do actually love her and we can stand each other." She smiles. "Our wedding isn't for a couple of months so we have time! We haven't even sent out the 'we're engaged!' And 'Save the Date!' Cards. We don't have to send them one!" I shrug. "I need to think about it." She smiles. "It's your choice." She rubs my cheek. "I know." I nod. "Also Veronica has us set to go to the florist tomorrow."

"Ok, now we are going to go into the floral shop, if you try to smash anything, I might have to kill you." Cheryl whispers. "What if they are homophobic?" I ask quietly. "Ok than you have permission to go ape shit." She smiles. We go in and I for once don't flip my shit! Well, I'm not the one to flip my shit. "They are pink. I called, you said you had red." I smile watching Cheryl slowly lose her shit. "I'm sorry mam this is all we have in the flower you want." The florist says calmly. "I want red! My entire life revolves around the color red! If you don't get me red, I might flip my shit!" She yells. "Wait this isn't you-." She interrupts me. "I didn't ask you to speak." I look down.

Cheryl takes a deep breath. "Now I get how you felt yesterday." She whispers. "Yeah?" I look at her. "And I was worried about you." She smiles. "What the fuck you guys?" Veronica storms into our apartment. "Come in!" I say looking at the tv. "You guys need to go to anger management!" She says. "Says who?" Cheryl ask quietly. "The florist and the guy at the chair place. By the way you're not welcome back to either." I shrug. "Ok, They didn't have what we wanted!" I whisper. "We could have gotten what you wanted!" She says. "Yeah! At a new place!" Cheryl smiles. "God! You guys need to work with me!" V gets mad. "We are! We're just not working with the people you're send us too for the wedding we aren't planning on having for months! We haven't even sent out any invitations!" I say. "Why not?" She ask quietly. "Because! We don't know who we're gonna invite!" Cheryl says standing up and going into the kitchen. V looks at me. "My parents are being my parents we're still trying to figure out how we're gonna get them away from us." I explain drinking my beer. "Aren't you an alcoholic?" She ask quietly. "No, I just had the mental breakdown in college and moved to drinking and pretended like everything was fine. I can drink, I only allow myself one drink when I'm out and only allow myself to have two at home where I won't be getting behind the wheel. So yes, I can drink I'm just very selective on when and how much." I explain. "You make no sense Toni." I nod. "Thank you!" I smile taking a sip of my beer. "Also I'm not the alcoholic in the friend group." I look at her grinning a little. "We aren't really friends, I'm here for Cheryl and I just have deal with you." I nod. "Well, I don't really like you either but Cheryl sees something in you so maybe one day I'll consider befriending you." I whisper. "Ok! We get it you guys have had a rocky patch! This is our wedding so pretend to like each other!" Cheryl says walking back into the living room and sits down. "Are you done here V?" I ask quietly. "Yeah! I just needed to call you guys on your shit!" She says. "One thing!" I stand up. "Give me your key!" She hands it to me.

I'm up editing photos late at night when I hear Cheryl jump up in a panic. "It's just a dream!" I say looking at her. She nods. "Yeah." She sits at the edge of the bed deciding if she wants to get up or not. I walk over to her. "Do you want to go for a walk?" I ask quietly. "No! I just think all this wedding planning is driving me through the roof." She whispers. "I'm gonna take a shower though." I smile. "Can I-." She interrupts me. "No. I just need to be alone right now." I nod. "I'll be in here." She goes into the bathroom.

A few months later

"It's my wedding day!" I yell running into Fangs and Sweet Pea's room. "I'm getting married!" I yell. "Fuck off!" Fangs says throwing a pillow at me. "How's Cheryl doing?"  I ask quietly. "I don't know you fucking woke us up! Yelling that you're getting married!" Sweet Pea whispers.

"I ahh, never really believed in soulmates, until I met you. You are my soulmate! I love you and I will always love you, even if everything goes to shit!" Cheryl says to me. I smile. "So I lied, you asked me if I was writing my vows and I said yes. I haven't written anything! I didn't know what to write. I'm not good with words. I love you! You are the love of my life and if I have to wait another minute not married to you I will lose my mind." I say smiling.