Maid of Dishonor (Femshep x Fetwick)

[Fetwick]

Wade was surprised by the impulsive decisions of his best friend, but happy for him. Kaleb and Marla had been together for two years, and decided to drag him and Marla's friend down for a fun weekend in Vegas. Just five minutes ago, Wade was informed that he was to be a ring bearer, a best man, and a witness for their holy matrimony. Marla's maid of honor didn't seem too ecstatic about the idea. Wade hadn't even caught her name, she happened to live in near the strip, so it was a quick walk down. Whereas, the other three rode in from California.

Her lips were smiling, but Wade could see a sadness dwelled in her eyes. He scratched his red hair, trying to make light of an awkward situation as the soon to be married couple engaged in a make out session. His green eyes locked with hers for a second before darting away. Wade decided he'd try to lighten the mood.

"I'm sorry. We haven't even met. I'm Wade. And you must be the Maid of Honor? Pleased to meet you." he smiled, extending out a hand to shake.

 

[FemShep]

It wasn't fair, she was suppose to be the one getting married not Marla! Why wasn't she getting married first? Andrea was prettier, smarter, and everything better then Marla was yet she was the one getting married! Andrea dreamed to be the first of her friends to get married and now her dreams were crushed. This set a fire in Andrea's belly, she wanted to be happy for Marla, but the fact that she was getting married before her was unacceptable. Andrea had to get married first, she needed to get married first and luckily Andrea had a plan to make that happen. Just minutes ago Andrea found out that she was going to be the Maid of Honor. She would have been happy if Marla was her Maid of Honor first and not the other way around. Then she found out about the Best Man, Wade. That's when she came up with her evil plan.

When they were all together, Andrea cleaned herself up nicely to meet the groom and best man with the lucky bride. Her long wavy chocolate brown hair flowed over her shoulders and her emerald green eyes tried to show happiness, but some saw her sadness inside that was brewing up into a desperate anger. What she had in mind she didn't want to do, but hopefully if everything goes right Andrea won't have to do anything irrational.

Andrea looked away from the couple engaging into a make out session only to see the best man was coming to talk to her. She put on a fake smile and reached out to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you Wade. I'm Andrea and yes, I am the Maid of Honor. You must be the Best Man yes?" She asked with a more sweet smile.

 

[Fetwick]

"Yes I am. So you're from around here huh? I assume you're friends with a lot of lounge singers and magicians right?" he joked trying to lighten the mood. As the smacks of the couple's lips began to heighten, Wade suggested a move into a different room. The best thing about this chapel was that it gave it vouchers for two free drink tickets. Wade decided to keep things simple and ordered a craft beer. It wasn't too hoppy for his tastes and came down rather smooth. He may have had Irish genes in him, but he wasn't the most eager of alcoholics. He took another sip before removing one of the rings from his coat pocket.

"It's weird how quick this is all happening right? I mean who wants to get married in their mid twenties? That's insane! Kaleb must have spent a pretty penny on this baby. What is that twenty four karats? Well, honestly, I wouldn't know. I'm just spinning the wheels of the small chit chat game again. So what do you do for a living Andrea? Cocktail waitress? Show girl? Wait, don't tell me, Black Jack dealer?" Wade rambled on again, his annoying sense of humor getting the best of him. He shut up and let her say her peace as he made eye contact, listening intently to what she had to say. He took another gulp of his beer as his gaze wandered to a kiosk behind Andrea. It was a rent a tux and bridal accessories stand. They had racks full of dresses, veils, and all kinds of religious attire.

"Man, this place provides everything, except the witnesses. But what are friends for? Well, them and strangers on the street."

 

[FemShep]

Andrea smiled and chuckled a little at his joke, but seeing the couple were getting quite intense with their make out session that it was probably best they leave. She agreed with Wade to move somewhere else. Andrea stayed with him wanting to keep her eyes on him and decided to take in conversation with him and ordering a light beer. She was a bit Irish herself, but she didn't want to get drunk with the plan she had in store. When she spotted the ring, Andrea couldn't take her eyes off of it. That ring mocked her that Marla was getting married first and how Wade was talking about it only added fuel to the fire.

For a moment as Wade went on making jokes that were getting on her nerves a bit. Wade was cute, but even his humor almost made her want to stop her plan and fine another victim, but it had to be him. She spotted the stores around the chapel, it all seemed so perfect. Now, she just had to find a way to get him alone with her so she could finish her job. Witnesses wouldn't be a problem. "Actually I was a exotic dancer for awhile, but I straightened out my life and became a waitress. Though I'll admit it being a dancer does have it's perks now that I'm straightened out, but I'm sure you won't want to hear about that. This place really does have everything for the perfect wedding doesn't it?" Though it wasn't true, Andrea was curious to find out how Wade would be interested in her if she was once a stripper seeing that most guys now days rolled over for girls like that

 

[Fetwick]

Upon hearing the words exotic dancer, Wade nearly did a spit take, before swallowing the swill of beer down the wrong pipe. He choked for a few seconds trying to get some air before coughing a few times. His throat finally cleared up again, giving him room to breathe as he tried to play it cool. Andrea's gaze turned focus to all the little kiosks in the main hall of the chapel, a bright twinkle in her eye increasing with each site. It made Wade a little nervous, he chalked it up as a reaction in women that he called "wedding craze." Perhaps it was because the gears were already turning in his head that he wanted to bed this girl, but any kind of commitment scared him.

"Exotic dancer? Now I kind of feel like an ass making all those Vegas jokes. So what was that like? You ever meet any celebrities? Is Wayne Newton a regular?" he once again jested, trying to compose himself fully after the beer incident.