Poppy (to Vincent): Honey, you look like you could use some coffee...
Vincent (to Poppy): That would be divine, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'll make us a pot. (to Victor) And, how is the little drooling thing this morning? Oh. Happy to see Mommy. You are a silly little man.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I'll say. Good gracious. I don't get a reception like that when he sees me first thing in the morning. I see where your loyalties lie, Victor.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, it's only because I'm the source of food, honey. I'm sure once he's on solids, he'll change his tune. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hmmm. We'll see. Of course, I can't fault his tastes.
Poppy (to Vincent): You're sweet... and clearly, delusional. I look a fright. I spent a few hours walking around on the roof with Victor last night trying to get him to go back to sleep. Thankfully, he wasn't crying, just very awake.
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. You don't look any worse than I do, which is, of course, fabulous. Thank you for letting me sleep, lover.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heh. There was no letting you, honey. I tried to push you out of the bed to go get him, but you shushed me and shoved your head under the pillow. So, rather than fighting with you, I just went.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh. Dear. I'm sorry, hun. I don't even remember doing that.
Poppy (to Vincent): I'm sure you don't, honey. You were sound asleep. It's okay. I think you've been sufficiently punished about the photograph. We can go back to swapping late night duties. Besides, we need you looking bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for work... You're the main bread winner until I go back to work in a month or so.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. I'll break out my tightest of pants. And don't worry. We should have enough in savings to float us until then. I think. You are an expensive little person, Victor.
Poppy (to Victor): Awww, he thinks you're funny... Do you think your daddy is funny, little man? You do.
Vincent (to Victor): Are you laughing at me, little man? Oh. Nope. (to Poppy) Hee hee. Looks like he needs a diaper change. (to Victor) Oh, kiddo, you are going to give me a complex before you're done, aren't you? Up we go. Let's slip you into something clean.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I think that's what children are for, honey.
Vincent (to Poppy): They are also keen to pee on you. Good heavens! Hang on to the little man, hun. I'm going to go put on a clean shirt.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oops... (to Victor) Victor, why do you seem bent on ruining all your father's clothes?
Vincent (to Poppy): I fear it's all part of his master plan, hun. I'm not sure what that plan is, but it's a master plan alright.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee. He probably gets that from my side of the family. Sorry, lover. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Heaven knows he didn't get it from MY family. Look what a trustworthy group of upstanding citizens we are.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, speaking of family, honey... Would you be interested in putting our engagement announcement in the paper? We can get all dressed up & have a cheesy family portrait done. Ooo, and maybe a birth announcement, too. :-P
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo! I like that idea. We need a theme and a photographer. Hee hee. You know if we do that, we'll have to send a copy of the clipping to Molly, don't you?
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course! I wish I could bring my family over for the wedding, but that might be a little strange for our friends here... Ooo... Unless, we do the airship pirate themed wedding & then, they'd be dressed like everyone else. Oh, can we do that, lover? I'd hate for Molly to miss my actual wedding.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Hun, with our circle of friends, I don't think anyone would even notice them. Of course they can come, sweetie.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh good! I guess we picked out theme then. Now, we just need an actual date & who we want in the bridal party and then planning can really begin.
Vincent (to Poppy): Looks like we're off and running. Any ideas on who you want to be in the bridal party, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, I only know three women on this side, Mouse, Wanda & Delia. I'd ask Margaux & the Davenports, but that might be odd.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Mmmm. Yes, it might be hard to explain to anyone with sharp eyes why Mouse and Emmett Davenport look so much alike.
Poppy (to Vincent): I suppose I'll have to make do with only three... Unless, I can talk Margaux into being my maid of honor. No, no... I want all eyes on me during the ceremony. If Margaux is up there with me everyone will be gawking at her. Who are you thinking of asking to be your best man, honey?
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. Hun, I don't think anyone will be looking at Margaux. Trust me. Since you've already claimed my sister... I'll ask Eep if he wouldn't mind doing the honors. Oh... I hope I know enough gents to even out the numbers.
Poppy (to Vincent): If you want your sister for best man, lover, I don't mind only having 3. Besides, I know how much she likes to wear suits.
Vincent (to Poppy): Heh. Thanks, hun. And if Mouse is with him, I'll bet I can convince Mr. Giggles to be in the wedding. Now, I just need one more gentleman, and we've got a matching set.
Poppy (to Vincent): Hmmm, what about the Professor or Percy, honey? Or would either of those be weird?
Vincent (to Poppy): I think asking Percy would be weirdness squared, hun.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, you're right, honey. But, I was just imagining the look on his face when you asked him & it amused me.
Vincent (to Poppy): I think the Professor might do it. Despite all the occasional awkwardness we are still friends.
Poppy (to Vincent): Ooo, yes he could walk with Delia, Eep would be with Wanda & Mouse would be with Margaux. I can already picture the photos.
Vincent (to Poppy): Hee hee. Look at you. You're all a tizzy. Have you given any more thought to the gown, hun?
Poppy (to Vincent): Well, it's exciting, lover. I have narrowed my choice to three dresses. 1 is the dress from my collage & 2 are dresses that I found... I'm currently having those 2 held for me. But, I can't decide.
Vincent (to Poppy): Ooo. Well, they're all gorgeous, hun. You always have had impeccable fashion sense. Speaking of which... I know neither is exactly what you were looking for, but Gina at the antique shop was able to track down these two dresses. Or, we could always go shopping in Britannia. Oh! Hee hee. Unless that's a part of the bridal party's duty.
Poppy (to Vincent): Oh, honestly, I have no idea... I'd like you to be a part of picking out the dress, though. You have wonderful taste & it'll make it easier for you to figure out what you & your groomsmen are going to wear. And well, these two you brought from the antique store are lovely, too.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh good! I was hoping you were going to say that. I say we go shopping, hun! If we don't find anything you like... You still have the two you put on reserve as backup. I have to say, lover, I'm kind of leaning towards the collage dress… Although, I AM partial to this one. It has such clever lines in the back.
Poppy (to Vincent): Too many choices... I think a shopping trip would be wonderful, honey. You know how much I love to shop... When do you want to go?
Vincent (to Poppy): Well, I'm working at the club tonight, Friday and Saturday, but Sunday should work. Shall we take the Little Man with us?
Poppy (to Vincent): Of course, honey, I think a family outing would be good for all of us. Besides, who could resist this cute little face? We'll probably get dresses practically handed to us if we bring him along.
Vincent (to Victor): Hee hee. Are you Mommy and Daddy's ticket to free stuff, Little Man?
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, I think it's time for the little mister to curl up with mommy & take a nap... Why don't you go and see the gloomies, honey & ask them to be in the wedding? Also, I heard rumblings that they're talking about throwing a party to appease Wanda, you may want to find out if that's true.
Vincent (to Poppy): Aye, aye. Ooo. It's like I'm spying. ... On my family. Who I bug about everything anyway. Eh. I'll take what I can get.
Poppy (to Vincent): Heehee, sorry it's not more exciting, lover. Say good night to the little one. I love you.
Vincent (to Victor): Good night, Victor. Keep an eye on your mother, will you? (to Poppy) I love you too. See you soon. I'll let you know what I find out.
An hour or so later:
Mouse (to Wanda): I don't care how many times you say it. We are not going to recreate the wedding for you so you can take photos. We have photos. They're being sent along with the marriage certificate. I promise you can see them. And, if you keep bugging me about it, I'll put the kibosh on the whole party thing...
Wanda (to Mouse): Awww! OK, fine! Sorry, I'm just SO curious! Did Eep wear a suit? How formal was it? How the heck did you even GET him in a suit?
Mouse (to Wanda): It was at night, so kind of formal, he was in a suit, I was in a dress. We had a Dave Vanian look-a-like perform the ceremony. Eep does look good in suits. Poppy & Vincent were dressed up, little Victor was in a tuxedo onesie. The chapel was overly gothic & the ceremony lasted about twenty minutes. It was perfect.
Wanda (to Mouse): Squeeeee! That sounds totes adorbz! Can you blame me for wanting to see it in person. I SUPPOSE I'll wait for the photos. When are you guys coming over for dinner, BTW? And tell Eep not to worry. I'm not cooking.
Vincent (to Mouse): Knock, knock! Are you home, sweet sister of mine?
Mouse (to Wanda): How does Sunday night sound? Neither of us have to work, so we can hang out. (to Vincent) Oh hey, little brother, come on in. Wanda & I were just discussing dinner plans. How are you? Eep's painting, if you want to say hello to him.
Wanda (to Mouse): Sounds good! (to Vincent) Hey, short stack!
Vincent (to Wanda & Mouse): So, I see. Since you're both here, I've got a question for you two. Is there a post-wedding party in the works?
Mouse (to Vincent): Yes... How did you even know about that?
Vincent (to Mouse): I have my sources, sister dear. I have my sources.
Wanda (to Mouse & Vincent): That's probably my fault. I mentioned it to Percy, and he probably told Poppy.
Vincent (to Wanda & Mouse): As I said, I have my sources. :-P
Mouse (to Vincent): Not to worry, little brother. You're going to be invited. Wanda is acting as my maid of honor & helping me plan it. We're scheduling it for Labor Day weekend, since we always close the bar. That way everyone can come.
Vincent (to Mouse): I had better be!
Wanda (to Vincent): We'll expect you to be there, short stack! (to Vincent & Mouse) Welp, I'm off like a prom dress! See you later, Potters!
Mouse (to Wanda): Bye Wanda! See you on Sunday.
Wanda (to Mouse & Vincent): Later, alligators!
Mouse (to Vincent): So, what brings you to this neck of the woods or was it just to yell at me about the party? :-P
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. Well, that was part of my mission, I'll admit. I, um, I have something to ask you, and I may need your help with Eep. Poppy and I are planning on having a proper wedding ceremony, over here, and I wanted to know if you would be my Best Man? Heh. Metaphorically, of course.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh wow, little brother! I'm touched... and, I'd be honored.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh good! Hee hee. I thought you'd say yes. Now... Do you think you can help me convince Eep to be in the wedding as well?
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh... I'll certainly try. Though, I can't promise anything. He's still in a mood about having the whole post-wedding party. Though, he's trying not to be, but I can tell it bugs him. That's why he went to go paint, because he was getting twitchy when Wanda & I were discussing it.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh dear. I wish I could say that surprises me, but he's not really a fan of parties. Ooo... I hope he says yes. Hee hee. I don't know that many guys. I don't want you standing up there by yourself.
Mouse (to Vincent): It'll be fine, little brother. Go bug him & see what he says. If he says no, I'll talk him into it, I have ways of making him agree to things. ;-P
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. I know you do. That's why I came to you first. Wish me luck!
Mouse (to Vincent): Good luck!
A couple minutes later:
Vincent (to Eep): Hey, Slim. Can I ask you a favor?
Eep (to Vincent): Huh? Oh. Hey, Vincent. Maybe. Depends on what it is.
Vincent (to Eep): Poppy & I are going to get married on this side, with a ceremony, a celebration & the whole nine. Um, will you be in the wedding?
Eep (to Vincent): ... Yeah. Sure.
Vincent (to Eep): Please? It would mean a lot to me. You're one of my best friends, and... Wait. Did you say yes?
Eep (to Vincent): Uh, yeah.
Vincent (to Eep): Good heavens! I had a whole speech prepared and everything. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Slim!
Eep (to Vincent): Alright... ALRIGHT! Enough with the hugging! Seriously, Vincent. Let go or I will change my mind.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): What on earth is going on in here?
Eep (to Mouse): Tell your brother to let go of me.
Vincent (to Eep): Hee hee. Sorry. (to Mouse) Eep said he'd be in the wedding.
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Oh cool... And he didn't mind wearing a dress? :-P
Vincent (to Mouse & Eep): Mouse! That was supposed to be a surprise!
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Heehee, my mistake... I got excited.
Eep (to Vincent & Eep): Yeah. Yeah. You two are hilarious.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): I certainly think we are.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Hee hee. I think we are too.
Eep (to Vincent & Mouse): Are you done now, or are you guys taking the act on the road.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Ooh, could we take it on the road? I mean, wouldn't you miss me? I'd miss you.
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): He can come with! I know that Poppy and Victor will insist on coming. Oh dear. We may need a van.
Mouse (to Eep & Vincent): Heehee... He doesn't seem amused.
Eep (to Mouse): Noticed that, huh?
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): Yeah, I'm a smartie... at least, so I've been told.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. That you are. Give me a hug, sister of mine. I've got to get back home before work.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh yeah, of course. I'll see you later.
Vincent (to Eep): Thank you again, Slim. I'll see you at work tonight. (to Mouse & Eep) Later, taters!
Eep (to Mouse): What? Why are you looking at me like that?
Mouse (to Eep): I was completely prepared to talk you into saying yes. Heh. It's very sweet of you to agree. I think I'm going to make you a present.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. I'm not about to turn down a present, but I wasn't about to say no.
Mouse (to Eep): Really? But you made such a big deal about our party. I just figured you'd need a little convincing.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Well, no one's really gonna be paying any attention to me, and it looked like it was pretty important to him... I know I'm being an ass about the party. I really do. I'm trying not to be. I just don't like being the center of attention. I'll get over it.
Mouse (to Eep): Heh. You keep saying that... but I'll believe it when I see it. :-P So, are you working tonight? Or can I steal you away from painting for the night?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh... Yeah. Sorry to disappoint. Course, we've got a little time before I have to leave. What did you have in mind?
Mouse (to Eep): C'mere you.
