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Metallic Gold 1, Earth 14: Classy
Author: Kat
Title: Classy
Story: In The Heart and Polyfaceted.
Colors: Metallic gold 1 (ally), earth 14 (humility).
Supplies and Materials: Collage, eraser (crossover AU), mosaic, graffiti (Not Always Romantic challenge).
Word Count: 349.
Rating: G.
Summary: "What are you doing Saturday?"
Warnings: Nein.
Notes: I've had this conversation in my head for a very long time. Approved by Sara.
"Hey, Is," Ivy said, after Isabella answered the phone. "What are you doing Saturday?"
"Saturday?" She blinked. "Nothing, why?"
"Wanna be a bridesmaid at the most classless wedding ever?"
Is blinked again, then began to smile as the implications sank in. "It's passed?"
"Going to," Ivy said, joy filling her voice. "Jake's sure, and he's never wrong. I'm going to get married on Saturday to the woman I love and it is going to be the least classy wedding that ever occured, and I'd like you to be my bridesmaid."
"I'd love to," Is told her, sincerely. "Should I wear anything in particular?"
"Dress nice, but apart from that, whatever you want," Ivy said. "Actually, Summer's going to be the only one in a skirt. Aaron's wearing a tux and Danny's going to be in full dress. You'll fit right in."
"Danny, Aaron, Summer and me," Is said. "Oh boy. That's a motley collection of bridesmaids you got there."
"Whatever," Ivy said, "Gina has Olivia, Clara, and Felicity. Well, really Liss is the flower girl. And Summer is actually technically Gina's bridesmaid. Anyway, it's the most classless wedding ever; we don't need matching bridesmaids."
"How many people are going to be at this wedding?" Is asked, amused.
"Um." Ivy counted under her breath for a moment. "Twenty-five people? Maybe? You can bring Jeremy and anyone else who feels like coming, but bring your own alcohol if you don't want to drink Miller."
Is laughed. "You weren't kidding about classless."
"The reception will consist of pizza, cheap beer, whatever alcohol we can collectively afford, and Lars DJing via his laptop," Ivy said, cheerfully. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
Is leaned forward and propped her elbows on her desk. "Ivy," she said, very solemnly, "I would be honored to be a bridesmaid at the least classy wedding ever to be officiated in the state of New York. What's more, I will class it up just a little by bringing alcohol from Dan's."
"Oh, Isabella," Ivy breathed. "You really do love me."
"Just let me know where and when," Is said.
Title: Classy
Story: In The Heart and Polyfaceted.
Colors: Metallic gold 1 (ally), earth 14 (humility).
Supplies and Materials: Collage, eraser (crossover AU), mosaic, graffiti (Not Always Romantic challenge).
Word Count: 349.
Rating: G.
Summary: "What are you doing Saturday?"
Warnings: Nein.
Notes: I've had this conversation in my head for a very long time. Approved by Sara.
"Hey, Is," Ivy said, after Isabella answered the phone. "What are you doing Saturday?"
"Saturday?" She blinked. "Nothing, why?"
"Wanna be a bridesmaid at the most classless wedding ever?"
Is blinked again, then began to smile as the implications sank in. "It's passed?"
"Going to," Ivy said, joy filling her voice. "Jake's sure, and he's never wrong. I'm going to get married on Saturday to the woman I love and it is going to be the least classy wedding that ever occured, and I'd like you to be my bridesmaid."
"I'd love to," Is told her, sincerely. "Should I wear anything in particular?"
"Dress nice, but apart from that, whatever you want," Ivy said. "Actually, Summer's going to be the only one in a skirt. Aaron's wearing a tux and Danny's going to be in full dress. You'll fit right in."
"Danny, Aaron, Summer and me," Is said. "Oh boy. That's a motley collection of bridesmaids you got there."
"Whatever," Ivy said, "Gina has Olivia, Clara, and Felicity. Well, really Liss is the flower girl. And Summer is actually technically Gina's bridesmaid. Anyway, it's the most classless wedding ever; we don't need matching bridesmaids."
"How many people are going to be at this wedding?" Is asked, amused.
"Um." Ivy counted under her breath for a moment. "Twenty-five people? Maybe? You can bring Jeremy and anyone else who feels like coming, but bring your own alcohol if you don't want to drink Miller."
Is laughed. "You weren't kidding about classless."
"The reception will consist of pizza, cheap beer, whatever alcohol we can collectively afford, and Lars DJing via his laptop," Ivy said, cheerfully. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
Is leaned forward and propped her elbows on her desk. "Ivy," she said, very solemnly, "I would be honored to be a bridesmaid at the least classy wedding ever to be officiated in the state of New York. What's more, I will class it up just a little by bringing alcohol from Dan's."
"Oh, Isabella," Ivy breathed. "You really do love me."
"Just let me know where and when," Is said.
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And the visuals. THE VISUALS.
This is cute and seasonally appropriate. I enjoyed it muchly.
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Good work!
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Thanks!
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Thank you!
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Thank you. :D
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And I love that Isabella is classing it up with the beer. That's so perfectly her, because what else would the options for her to drink be?
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Thank you!