Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ SAIYAN WEDDINGS ARE HELL ❯ HALL HUNTING AVEC (WITH) FRANC ( Chapter 4 )
All right chapter 3. We just met Franc the wedding planner, the guy played by Martin Short in Father of the Bride, and now we are going to follow the choosing of the wedding hall. all Francs dialouge is with a french accent slight GW crossover
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Chapter 4: Hall hunting with Franc.
"Ze pleasure is all mine," Franc replied before saying "I just love planning weddings and parties." Bra, Pan and Bras parents just sat there staring at the man thinking He's a complete lunatic. Franc then turned to Kiyone and Mihoshi and said "Is it alright if I take them to ze show room?"
Kiyone smiled politely and nodded while saying "Of course Franc," As Franc opened the door Bra, Pan,Vejitta, and Bulma got up and the four of them followed except for Pan who walked up to Mihoshi and Kiyones desk and asked "Where'd you two dig this wacko up?"
The two women laughed for a moment until Kiyone said "Don't worry about that," she could help but giggle as Pan continued to stare at her and then got up and began pushing her out the door "Now hurry up and catch up with them," Pan started to argue but Kiyone pushed her out and before closing the door said "and don't worry you're in good hands." and then slammed the door.
Pan just shrugged and then followed the sound of chatting voices towards a back room where she saw Bulma and Bra hunched over a book with Wedding invitations while Vejitta was carelessly flipping through a book of cakes, Pan hoped it was to keep his mind off what was going on around him.
As soon as she saw Pan enter Bra shouted "Hey sweety come here." Pan waved and then went around the table wanting to help a little bit so she thought Why not help out with at least the invitations? As she reached the three people who were for some reason enthusiastically discussing invitations Pan could see what the commotion was all about. Bra and Bulma were arguing over two different designs.
Pan laughed inwardly as she heard the arguement going on between the mother and daughter. "But mom that one is so old fashioned, and I don't mean to be rude but this isn't exactly an old fashioned wedding." She had a point. "Yes I know that Bra but a good invitation shows that this isn't a joke." she to had a point. "Mom will you listen to me this is the new millenium not the 1980's." another good point "I know that Bra but it's good to keep old fashion values alive." another good point.
Seeing as the score was now 2-2 and the two women knew that Franc, Pan, and especially Vejitta were getting annoyed they turned to the one person who could solve this...Pan.
Pan let out a small groan as her fiance and future mother-in-law turned to her with really big and scary smiles. Pan felt her stomach drop as she heard Bra ask "Pan, sweety what do you think?" Pan knew that Bra would be broken hearted if she didn't go along with what she wanted, yet she didn't want to hurt Bulmas feelings either. The mental battle going on inside the girls head only dealt with to things Bra and Bulma.
It didn't help that everyones eyes were on Pan waiting for her answer, Franc didn't really care as long as something was chosen. Vejitta wanted this to stop and hoped that she chose Bulmas because he didn't want to deal with a pissed off women. And Pan knew there would be Hell to pay if she didn't pick something of Bras. So she did the one thing that she knew would shut them up. She split it.
"All right here's what I've decided," everyone stared but kept quiet and allowed her to continue "And I think you both have made some pretty good points in the deciding on the invitations, Bulma with your points on tradition," Bulma smiled smugly "and Bra with your modern point of views," Bulmas smiled dropped and Bras grew, "but I think its best if the invitations are a mixture of both." Everyone stared at Pan like she was nuts for a few moments until Franc opened his mouth.
"I think zat is a wonderful idea, Mizz Pan." the dangerous looks on Bra and Bulmas faces made Franc shut up immediately but Pan said "Thank you Franc for your agreeing with me." Both Bra and Bulma asked "How are we supposed to mix the invitations?" Pan thought about this for a minute and then said "Well we mix the writing of Bulmas and place it on the design of Bras." Both mother and daughter smiled broadly and said "That's perfect," "Its genius," Pan was happy that they agreed with her and decided to change the subject "Now will somebody please tell me why Vejitta is looking at a cake catalog?"
Just as the words left her mouth Vejitta roughly said "I'm looking for cakes that you guys might like believe it or not." Bra and Bulma burst out laughing as Pans mouth dropped open. "Now if you will please follow me parents of the bride I need to speak in private vith you about possible reception halls." Vejitta and Bulma got up and followed Franc out the door.
After they were gone Bra got up to shut Pans mouth but just as her hand reached Pans mouth the girl asked "Why are they choosing a reception hall?" Bra just smiled and said "Don't worry we're going to have the reception at my parents home." and with that she gave Pan a small peck on the lips. But outside they heard the sounds of Franc whining and the sounds of Vejittas fist lightly smacking the french men and the sounds of Bulma, Mihoshi and Kiyone yelling at him to stop.
Bra and Pan left the room to see Vejitta slapping Franc while yelling "Don't you ever do that again!" with each smack to Franc. Pan rushed forward and got Vejitta in a full nelson while Bulma examined Franc. After seeing that the worst injury the man had was a bloody nose Bra asked "Daddy what the hell is your problem?!" The only answer she got was a small gasping sound which made Pan look down and see that Vejittas face was turning red due to lack of oxygen."
"Sorry Vejiita." Pan said as she let Vejitta go and was glad to hear his breathing return to normal. Bra waited for her father to reagain his breath to return to normal before asking "Now what did you hit him for?" Vejitta stared at Bra then Fran then back to Bra and said "That sick freak slapped me in the ass."
"It vas an accident!" Franc yelled. Vejitta dove at the little man crouching on the ground but luckily Pan grabbed him and held on to him despite her laughing. Vejitta felt Pans chest moving fast as he looked and saw her face bunched up and tears flowing from laughing so hard which only added to Vejittas anger as he shouted "WHAT'S SO FUNNY!?" As he asked that he noticed that everyone was laughing as well except for Franc who was cowering in fear.
The sight of this humiliation was too much for the Saiyan prince to handle so he broke Pans grip and stormed out of the store and flew off towards Capsule Corp. Bulma stopped laughing immediately and said "Well it looks like you two are going to have to due this by yourselves. I need to find him and clam him down."
With that Bulma gave the two girls a quick hug and shouted goodbye as she ran out the door and sped off to find Vejitta. Now that they were gone Bra helped Franc up and apologized for her fathers behavior and all he said "It's not your fault." he straightned his clothes and put his hair back into place before saying to Bra "Your parents said that the reception would be held at their house correct." Bra and Pan nodded and Franc continued and said "Good now lets find you a wedding hall."
To their surprise Franc headed towards the door and turned as he reached it and shouted "Vell are you coming or not." Bra and Pan looked at each other, shrugged and followed the goofy looking guy to his car and braced them selves for the grueling search that was about to happen.
The first hall that they went to see was very beautiful with an arced ceiling and plenty of seats with a wonderfully made hand crafted altar. They were about to talk to the owner about being able to use it but backed down as the owner told them "Well you see although it is a very beautiful hall nobody who has been married here has been married for no more than 1 month before one of them dies."
The second hall was a little more modest but was rather large but not very good for people to see the ceremony so they passed on that one.
For hours this went on from hall after hall and chapel after chapel and then finally after the 25th place they found it. A large spacious building with a good number of seats, easily over 250. With enough room the ushers and brides maids at the altar. White pillars and walls.
Bra and Pan looked at each other and smiled as they read each others minds and turned to Franc and said "This is the one." Franc smiled but politely asked "Are you sure I mean vouldn't you like a tour of it first." Bra and Pan both nodded in agreement and then followed Franc around as he showed them the dressing rooms, where the restrooms were and all the essentials as well as meeting the minister Father Duo Maxwell.
When they entered Father Maxwells office they were surprised to see that the man wasn't much older than they were, maybe about 5 years older but her looked their age with his 3 foot braid and boyish looks and big eyes.
"Ah Franc. Ca va? (How are you?)" Franc smiled and said "Ca va bien Father Maxwell (Very good) Et toi? (And you?)" Duo replied casually "Comme ci comme ca. (Not bad) Now what can I do for you today?" Franc motioned for Pan and Bra to sit down and then said "These two young ladies wish to be married in your hall." To their surprise Duo's eyes lit up with happiness "Really?" he asked with enthusiasm. Bra and Pan just nodded and were glad to hear the preist say "Good for you." after saying this Duo became very serious and said "Now, when is the wedding?"
Bra answered quickly "Well we were thinking about maybe mid December if you have any openings." Duo opened his calander of church events and scanned for an opening and gladly reported "I have an opening on the 18th if thats fine with you?" Bra looked at Pan who eagerly nodded and said "Thats perfect. What time?" Duo looked again and replied "How's 2:30?"
"Pencil us in." Bra said. Duo happily jotted the time and their names down, shook their hands. And the three of them said their goodbyes and headed back to the shop. When they got back to the shop they found Mihoshi and Kiyone getting ready to leave just as they pulled up.
"So how'd it go?" Mihoshi aske as they got out of Francs car. "We got anozher at Father Maxwell's" Franc said from inside the car. "Oh then you'll be in good hands with Duo performing the ceremony." Kiyone said as Bra and Pan walked towards their car. "So when is the wedding?" Mihoshi asked the tired couple. "The 18th of December at 2:30." Pan replied tiredly. It was only 8 o'clock but they were both dog tired. "Well I'll keep in touch incase anything needs confirming." Pan and Bra nodded in thanks and then left towards the apartment with Pan driving since she was the most awake.
As they pulled into the driveway Pan nudged Bra awake and whispered in her ear "Come on lets take a bath." Bra immediately woke up and headed up the stairs into the apartment then the bathroom.
10 minutes later the two girls were lying in the tub with Pan massaging Bras shoulders and began talking about the days events. "I never realized how tiring this would be." Bra sighed as Pan began rubbing the shampoo into Bras hair. "Yeah well it's only going to get worse from now on." Pan replied before going "Breath." and poured water over the girls head. "Yeah well at least we hae a nice place to be married in." Bra said as Pan began rubbing soap on her body. "True. But at least thats done with." Pan let out a huge sigh and then got out of the tub and began drying off.
After she dried off she helped Bra out of the tub and then dried her after draining the tub. When Bra was dried off Pan picked her up and carried her to their room and laid her down on the bed and then squeezed her tightly before going "Good night love." and then kissed her mate on the head while rubbing her head against the pillow and closing her eyes. "Good night Pan." Bra said and kissed her hand and then falling into her own peaceful sleep.
Thats chapter 4. I don't know what'll be next because I can't think of anything right now but it'll be something good.