#the beginning i imagine is a conversation between sans and dings

[sunny-knight]

THEY HIT THE PENTAGON, THEY HIT THE FUKN PENTAGONNNN

chat we have another Abba song that fits so well with Forgettable AU, CHAT!!! I REPEAT!!! ABBA!!!!!

we love Abba, I really gotta marathon through their stuff sometime, I dont usually care for an artist/bands entire work cause its usually only 2-3 songs or an album that I like, BUT ABBA JUST KEEPS HITTIN THE RIGHT BUTTONS IDK WHAT IT IS

But… this IS another example of absolute perfect depictions of friendship/sibling relationships being ruined by SUDDEN ROMANCE IN SONGS???? Ignore that….just look at the lyrics I stole and imagine the amvs…..

also oh no, Wingdings stole my account briefly-

I mean im not complaining but also what the hell man :(

[gruvia-is-my-power-to-live]

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~we vibe~

“The pleasure is all Juvia’s.  Now please,” she crossed her legs and opened one of her binders, “what is the theme of your wedding?”

Don’t get Juvia wrong, she was fifty shades of embarrassed and felt a little disheartened knowing that any chance she could have had with Gray were now obliterated.  Was there any chance to begin with?

No matter.  Juvia cleared her throat and resumed back to the conversation at hand.  It’s unprofessional to make the client feel ignored after all.

“I’m glad you asked.  Gray and I,” she reached over to Gray who, in turn, looked back at her with a kind smile, “are actually planning our wedding and we’ve agreed that an elegant sort of energy would suit us best.”  Though she wasn’t able to see it, Juvia could figure that when Lucy reached out, she grabbed ahold of his hand.  As couples do, Juvia mused.

“I was thinking orchids?  Or maybe lilies.  I honestly couldn’t tell you,” Lucy said with a laugh in her voice.  “We’re honestly pretty bad with these decisions.  I can accessorize and dress well but when it comes to other types of decor I’m lost.”  Speaking of, Lucy was in the process of taking off what could be passed off as a designer jacket and purse— in Juvia’s eyes.  She didn’t know much about accessorizing herself.  “Gray here is the exact same.  On second thought, he can barely keep his clothes on by himself.”  He scoffed.

“I think you’re exaggerating there, Luce.”  Gray turned to Juvia.  “I can dress myself fine and it’s just an inside joke between our friends that I can’t keep my clothes on.  That’s what happens when I get near tequila I guess.”

“Juvia is the same!  She cannot stop herself from singing musicals and quoting movies when she drinks.”  The florist found herself leaning closer and accidentally thinking about a shirtless—

Nope!  Married man!

“Erm, apologies.  Juvia merely agrees with the sentiment.  Well, Juvia personally believes that floral arrangements are imperative in sending a message one wants to give.  Think of it as the energy they give.  There is much symbolism in them though they aren’t generally known.”  She flipped to a new page in one of the binders in front of her and pulled out a pen from her pocket.

Twirling the pen in her hands, Juvia made eye contact back and forth with the couple as she spoke.  “Orchids are a beautiful flower and come in multiple colors.  For example, white orchids symbolize innocence, purity, and” she smiled at Lucy, “elegance.  Which is a perfect choice for what you two are aiming for.”  Juvia began writing down their names on the paper and wrote down her growing ideas for the pair.  “Red orchids on the other hand represent fire, desire, romance, and passion.  These are typically meant to be given to someone who you love deeply, or passionately.”

Which I imagine you both have for each other.  Unbeknownst to the woman, the couple opposite her fidgeted awkwardly and looked away.

“Of course, you also have your theme to coordinate with.  So before Juvia continues,” she capped the pen, “what she likes to do is ask how you two met?”

The blonde looked at her fiance with a warm smile.  “Well it’s a simple story I suppose.  Boy meets girl.  Girl becomes friends with the boy and his friend.  The three have great adventures and the girl even starts to date one of the boys.”  She paused.  “They don’t work out and soon enough, girl and boy comfort each other and then one day, they kiss.  Boy and girl date and have been ever since.  And now the boy and girl are getting married.  Fairy tale, right?”  After listening to the story, Juvia couldn’t help but think that it actually wasn’t.  She read these fairy tales when she was at the orphanage as a child and though they were short, they had more love entangled in those words than Lucy’s description.  

It is not my place to judge.

Every couple had their own love language and perhaps this was theirs.  Besides, Juvia wasn’t their wedding planner, just the potential florist.  Therefore all she had to do was listen and provide her opinion on the flowers.

“Very much so.  As we were discussing earlier, orchids are a suitable choice for you two.  There are also other options that may want to be considered.”  Pulling out another binder sitting atop the table, Juvia flipped to a particular page and continued.  “Bouvardia is a beautiful flower itself.  It is often compared to a star, clearly shown by the petals, and grows in clusters on the thin stems.  They are the ideal size for bouquets and come in various colors such as a soft pink, champagne, coral, burgundy, and the classic white.”  She already turned the binder around so the pair could get a better look at what she was displaying while adding how they bloomed in the summer.

“Oh, that’s perfect!”  Lucy clapped her hands.  “Our date is set for August 13th.  Do you think they’ll be in full bloom by then?”  Juvia looked to the calendar, noting that she needed to cross out the previous day.  April and it’s supposed to rain all week.  Very fitting.

“Yes, Juvia knows so.  All she has to do is make a few calls and if you so desire, you will have your bouvardias.  Oh, almost forgot to mention, these flowers symbolize enthusiasm which Juvia deems fitting for you Lucy-san.”

“Lucy-san?  Oh no Juvia please, just Lucy.  I’d like to think that we can become great friends during this time and hopefully afterward.”  Did she add honorifics?  Oh.  That’s a shame considering she was doing so well practicing dropping them.

“Why do you do that, by the way?  Honorifics and referring to yourself in third person.”  Gray couldn’t help but ask.  Which, in turn, received a slap to his arm.

“Gray!  That’s rude to ask!”  The blonde looked at Juvia.  “I’m so sorry.  It is not our business to know and I understand if you do not want to help us any further.  Gray, get up.”  Lucy made to stand and was gathering her things when Juvia intervened.

“No, Lucy-san, Gray-san, please do not leave.”

“Gray-san?”  The man muttered to himself.

Juvia couldn’t help herself but to grasp Lucy’s wrist.  “Juvia did not feel bothered by the question.  It is in fact a common one Juvia receives.”  It really was.  Someone always felt that it was their business to know why she spoke the way she did.  The only difference between Lucy and Gray and the others was that they seemed to be remorseful.  Lucy because she figured it was a personal reason and Gray because...well, he actually asked it.  

Oop.  Let go before it looks like you’re holding her hostage.

“Regardless,” Gray intervened, “Lucy’s right.  It wasn’t my place to ask you.  I let my curiosity get the better of me and I didn’t think before I spoke.  So,” the man reached out to his fiance’s hand and held on, “I’m sorry and I suppose it isn’t that big of a deal to you but it is to us.”

“Exactly.  I think Gray and I can both agree that you’re passionate about your work and your taste is impeccable.  We would love it if you would be the florist for our wedding.  That is, of course, if you are willing and able to.”  Looking at the couple in front of her, Juvia took a moment to let it sink in.

They were both so kind in the few minutes that she has interacted with them.  This wouldn’t be her first wedding nor would it be her last but Juvia sensed that this particular event would affect her deeply.  Not to brag but she always had great intuition.

“Please say yes!  The suspense is killing me.”  Lucy groaned.

“I-It would be an honor.”

***

“Now sign here and we can begin setting an appointment for your plans.”

“Awesome.” Lucy finished signing and set the pen down.  “Ah, I’m so excited for your input.  You know the general idea and now we just need to iron out the details.”

Gray had reached for the pen and signed the space meant for his own signature.  “As long as it’s not all pink I’ll be satisfied.”

Just as Lucy was going to retort, a ringing noise interrupted.  Said woman looked around for her purse and after finding it on the ground, lifted it up and fished out her phone.  “Oh shoot; it’s my caterer.  Excuse me but I have to take this.”  Taking Juvia’s nod of approval, she moved toward Juvia’s desk and turned her back for privacy.

When Juvia directed her attention to her new client, she noticed he was eyeing Lucy’s chair.  Nothing interesting there.  Just her jacket.  He probably misses having her next to him.  Oh to be in love.  Or to have a pair of eyes looking at me the way I bet he looks at her.  Just a particular set...

“Yes we will be right there!  Thank you so much!”  A click and Lucy turned back.  “Gray!  Our appointment!  We’re late!”  Wow she runs fast because the next thing Juvia knew the blonde beauty had her purse in hand and a hand on her fiance’s shoulder.

“I deeply apologize but we have to leave now.  When is your next available appointment?  I’ll take it.”

Caught off guard for just a moment, Juvia came to and blurted out, “This Thursday at three.”  Good thing she looked over her planner before they came in.

“Great.  See you then!”

And then Gray said, “It was nice meeting you.”  One dazzling smile later and Juvia was left alone.

The florist glanced at the table and immediately regretted it.  “How can Juvia organize so well and still make a mess?”  She groaned.

Ding.

Juvia peered towards the door and was pleasantly surprised to see Gray had returned.  “Has Gray-san forgotten something?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact.  It seems as though Lucy left her jacket,” a gaze at the chair which she previously occupied, “and it’s right there.”  Juvia chose to help him out and meet him halfway so she swiftly held it and folded it.  Both held out their arms and stretched them out but when he tried to grab it…

***

Yeah, I saw sparks.

***

Their hands touched and the sudden feeling of warmth caused Juvia to gasp and drop the jacket.  Instead of attempting to save it from the ground, Gray found himself to have the same reaction.  There was no way he felt what he felt.  Her hands must’ve been cold.

An apology was muttered by the man himself and while he bent down to pick up the damned thing, Juvia found herself turning her head to look out the window.  Was someone witness to my sin?!

No.

Just his fiance waiting outside, appearingly speaking on the phone.  The person she was talking to must’ve made a joke since the bride was now laughing…  

Lucy was so kind.  She had just met her but Juvia just knew that she was open and honest.  Lucy was the kind of person she always wanted to be friends with.  Lucy was the type of girl that everyone would go after.

.

Lucy was someone that Juvia so badly wanted to be.

It must be nice being her.

“Well I’ll just be heading out now.  I’ll see you around?”  He snapped her attention right back and it was that moment where she recalled just how beautiful he was.

“Juvia supposes you will.”  One more damn dazzling smile later and he left.

Her eyes followed him out, onto the scene that portrayed itself.  A smiling Gray showed Lucy her jacket and the woman who then hung up the call.  She returned the grin and looped her arms around his neck where he bent his head to kiss her.  They both smiled in the kiss and that was enough for Juvia.  She tore her eyes away and went to put away her binders.

They really were the picture perfect couple.  Both of them deserved happiness.  She thought back on how...satisfied they seemed.  It was then where Juvia settled on something.

I will see through to this wedding and personally make sure that they end up in their happily ever after, even if it pained her.

***

Daffodil: new beginnings

“Sparks” by Coldplay

The way that I got my nails done and immediately felt the struggle isn’t even funny.  It’s so hard to type and what’s worse is how I had to finish the chapter and then work on my outline for this story.  When she thinks fast but can’t reciprocate the energy via typing…

Let me know what you think and thank you all for being interested!