ext_100473 ([identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2012-01-15 08:42 pm
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Jeff, God of Biscuits - Sunday evening

Isabel bravely hung up the phone after receiving the terrible news.

She wouldn't let this upset her.

She wouldn't let this upset her.

Sadly she wasn't that strong and instead burst into tears.

"My wedding is ruined!!!"

[For one specifically but open to anyone who wants to deal with Bridezilla.]
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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Parker swept in, still fed up from yesterday's terrible, terrible roof shoot.

On seeing Isable, she sat down and pointed at her. "Stop that. Buck up. Tomorrow is another day. What is going on?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"They can't match the color of the matchbook covers to the specially dyed flowers I ordered!" she wailed. "It's going to look horrible!!!"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Then we'll have to cancel the wedding," Parker said blithely, getting out her compact to put on another coat of lipstick. "Or you can get new flowers."

Look, they'd only done this, what, fifteen times before? She was saving her energy.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I can't get new flowers. I need these flowers! I've dreamt about them ever since I was a little girl!" Or at least ever since she read in a bridal magazine that these were the trendy flowers to have.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Get a new childhood?" Parker offered, carefully blotting her makeup, then turning back to Isabel. She snapped her fingers in the air. "Garcon! Mocha and chocolate muffins!"

Some of the J,GOB people started rushing around behind the counter.

"Why don't you tell me what's really wrong?"

Significant musical sting.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel opened the binder that hadn't left her side ever since Wyatt proposed. It was her bible of wedding planning and had pictures of everything.

"This," she said sadly, flipping the book open to a picture of a rather trashy bit of lingerie. "It's backordered."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course it is," Parker said, smirking very lightly. "After all, it's just so perfect."

Snort!

"However will the wedding night go if you don't have the perfect thong?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It'll be perfect," Isabel replied dreamily. Why yes all the pent-up wedding planning obsession was actually the result of one extremely frustrated girl.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Wyatt's still not giving in on that not having sex 'til the wedding thing, is he?"

Muahahahah. Pardon Parker. She finds that hysterical.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not just him. I promised my father, remember?" she asked. "Back at the Purity Ball."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Aahahahahahahha..." Parker had forgotten that. Or something.

"You know. Maybe you two should ... take a test drive, before you invest in Ferraris."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Minivans!"

Oh look, Isabel was perky now. The mood swings were enough to give someone whiplash.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"No no no no--" Parker facepalmed. "We're talking about sex! Minivans are what come after sex when you have kids!"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"We're having two! A boy and a girl. And a dog!"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"It's like you're planning Barbie's perfect Dream Wedding," Parker snarked, then pointed at Isabel. "HAVE SEX WITH HIM. NOW. GO. I'LL PAY FOR THE MUFFINS."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Now there was pouting. "You're being mean."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Duh, I'm the Maid of Honor. It's my job." Parker rolled her eyes, and said, "I still can't talk you into a quickie with him before the ceremony? I'll even play look-out! I'm just worried for you. Seriously."

Quick Cut to an interviewer moment:

"If those two don't get some experience under their belts, they're going to get divorced in a week."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"No need to worry. We'll be fine. I'll just need to change the color scheme. Would you mind looking for a new dress?"

There was going to be soooooo much facepalming in the morning.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2012-01-16 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Why would I mind looking for a new dress?"

Quick-cut:

"I'm wearing my red minidress because she's going to change the color scheme another 10 times anyway."

There really was.
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