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Our Lady of Fandom - Sunday [All Day]

Seifer was at the church again, as he was supposed to be. There was to be a small morning service, and then he would be present at the church all day. He had much to pray and ask forgiveness for.

Seifer had a feeling that yesterday's slow run on weddings was a one-off.

He had cleaned the church, removing all traces of yesterday's ...indiscretions. It was once again a place of holy worship.

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...just listen in to whatever sermon he manages to cobble together

He just hopes it's not as involved as yesterday.

Because you know you want to.

He's probably a bit tired after yesterday.

At some point I have to take a nap, because I work 6p-3a Eastern time today.

Seifer would remember Lucrezia, wouldn't he? She was the innocent-faced blonde girl who had begged him to marry her just last night. Don't worry, this wasn't bigamy! She'd poisoned Bruce, so it was all kosher.

Do not ask how or where she had found Jeremy; the writers had misplaced the script for that scene, and were hoping the viewers would think they had just missed it.

What mattered now was that Lucrezia Borgia¹ Sforza² Wayne³ Lannister⁴ della Rovere⁵ possibly-Luthor⁶ Wayne⁷ and Jeremy Darling⁸ wished to be united in wedded bliss, for eternity, as long as they both shall live! Which would be very short for his side, one might imagine.

"Father!" she called out, happily. "We wish to be married."

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¹ maiden name
² Giovanni: canon first husband
³ Bruce
⁴ Lancel, cousin to Tyrion
⁵ Giuliano: canon rival of her father's
⁶ Lex, which may or may not have happened; the writers are confused on the chronology of events and what storylines have been canceled
⁷ Bruce, again
⁸ modded with permission!

"We totally do!" Jeremy announced, exactly as happily, beaming at Lucrezia. Yes, it was a little sudden, but dude, you had to take your chances when they came to you. And Lucrezia was amazing, he'd known it from the moment he'd first laid eyes on her earlier.

Or so he assumed, since those scenes had been misplaced. "One marriage, please, and pronto!"

"I never imagined I could feel like this," Lucrezia gushed, because the writers were eager to sell the viewers on this relationship so that they'd be invested in the twists and turns to come. "You've made me feel ... shiny and new."

Yes. Madonna lyrics. The writers were that desperate.

"Aww," Jeremy said, his heart fluttering at her words. He was so in love. So. In. Love. "I'm so in love with you."

See?

Seifer wasn't going to ask, he really, really wasn't. He just picked up his bible and stood before them.

"I trust you brought your witness, Mr Franklin, along."

Lucrezia beamed at her beloved, the sun in her sky, the apple of her eye, the flower of her youth.

Probably not that last one; the writer in question couldn't remember what it meant and decided to just throw it in.

"I'm certain my dearest Darling has Mr. Franklin accompanying him," she said, coyly.

Brides didn't pay. She would have gone broke by now, otherwise.

"Of course." Cheerfully, Jeremy reached for his wallet, then pulled out a basically outrageous handful of bills, which he handed over to Seifer without any hesitation whatsoever.

Money was just paper. It had nothing on love.

Seifer did a quick glance at the amount, then smiled and nodded at Lucrezia. "Shall we go with the standard vows, or your own?" He asked as he tucked away the cash.

The writers hardly ever went with the standard, but they always made sure the priest asked.

Kenzi's actress was still bucking for that Emmy. So it was time for a teary confession scene.

She waited for an intern to get her more dramatic eyeliner.

Seifer stood off to the side, looking pensive and waiting for a makeup touch up.

His actor was beginning to think that he was going for the Emmy for sluttiest priest around, if this scene went the way the others did yesterday.

While the cameras were focused on Seifer and Jeremy discussing the 'witnesses', Cindy popped up and began tugging on Lucrezia's veil. "Pull your bodice down," she hissed. "We need more cleavage!"

Off to work. I will attempt to reply during breaks. Otherwise, thank you so so much for SP. If you tag and want to send me an email detailing what you think/want is going to happen for tomorrow freakout purposes, I am totally cool with it!

"Our own," Lucrezia said, serenely. She took Jeremy's hands in hers and turned to him.

"Jeremy, there are so many times that I have felt that I should give up on love. You have taught me to believe again. In the few short hours we have spent together, I have experienced real peace. With you by my side, I believe that I can fly, that I can touch the sky. I think about it every night and day. I vow to be yours, totally and utterly, until death do we part, and that I shall never dip into my stash of cantarella, which is currently in the ancient heirloom sugar bowl which I stole from the Lannister family, no matter how difficult the times ahead may be. I love you, and I cannot wait to be your bride."

Hey, sex addiction was a serious issue. And Kenzi already had the eating disorder storyline sewed up. Why shouldn't he get the Male Actor Emmy?

Kenzi sent him a smoldering glance in the meantime, because she wasn't about to start crying until she had nicely emerald eyeliner to outline her eyes to dramatic effect.

*cackling* No rush, this is way too fun. HEE.

"If there's more cleavage, they'll pop out entirely," Lucrezia whispered back. Her proper British accent sounded considerably more street than it had a moment ago. "Wouldn't do to have my nips out, would it, love?"

Cindy dashed over to them both, arms full of wigs and makeup and new clothes.

"Okay, quick change," she said, rapid-fire. She tossed a blonde wig at Kenzi as she started dusting more powder onto Seifer's face. No, she didn't know their real names. Nor did she care. She was overworked and due for a break, dammit!

"Kenzi, you're going in disguise, so play up the accent so people know it's really you. Also, on top of the confession, you're going to see if you can't lure the priest into becoming one of your boys, okay? So, ummm, costume change for you, too." She nodded to the scandalously short dress that she'd brought along. "Seduce and blackmail, once you're done crying."

Then to Seifer, she added, "And the director wants to see some real spiritual struggle here. Try to say no for awhile. Otherwise, the writers are probably going to write in another demonic possession plot."

"Yes!" Kenzi whispered, pumping her fist as she struggled into a tight black leather outfit, then started pushing her hair back into a hairnet. "Like the accent isn't already thicker than syrup, jeeeeez."

Edited 2011-09-11 21:29 (UTC)

"Considering the writers this show employs, it might be what they're going for," Cindy muttered, pulling out a powder puff and dusting the top of Lucrezia's breasts with it. "Also, necklace swap. There's a rumor on the internet that your poison powder necklace is actually filled with cocaine--" an internet rumor Cindy had been paid to start, "--so they're swapping you over to this liquid poison for awhile."

Jeremy kept beaming at her. Once she finished her vow, he took a deep breath as if to gear up for delivering a long, heartfelt speech.

"I love you, babe," he started. "Let's get married."

... There might have been a page missing from the script, there. The writers were being really careless with this storyline, it seemed.

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Our Lady of Fandom - Sunday [All Day]

Morning Service

Confession

Weddings

Talk to Seifer

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