The Devil's Sweetheart

Two months later....

Wedding guests slowly began to filter into the vast floral wonderland. Wooden chairs decored in creamy fabric filled the resort. Devin weds Leena is the trending gossip. For two months, media, gossipers, fashion bloggers have been waiting to see Leena's dress.

Ushers rushed around, taking the wedding guests according to their seating chart. Every guest found the effect of the resort striking, except for two species. 

Wendy sucked an oversized lollipop in her mouth. ''The beautiful resort turned into a ghost town.. It must be crazy Leena's idea.'' Wendy thought she was mumbling to herself until she heard a woman's voice, agreeing to the idea.

''Exactly. It looks like a Halloween festival. The moment I saw this decor, I knew it must be that Witch's idea.'' Mandy sneered, disoriented by the complete transformation of a beautiful resort. 

Surprised that someone shares a common hatred, Wendy glanced at the bubbly woman standing next to her. ''You are talking about Leena?''

Mandy nodded.

''You hate her?''

''As much as I love gossiping.''

Wendy's eyes twinkled. ''We have a common enemy. Let's toast with a lollipop.'' She smiled and gave her a lollipop. ''Wendy. Wendy Hamburger.'' She introduced herself.

Hamburger? Mandy sneered. ''Mandy. Mandy Shufflebottom.''

Shufflebottom? Who keeps such a funky surname. Wendy scoffed. 

''Do you want to come with me?'' Mandy asked.

''Where?''

Mandy looked around and turned to Wendy. In a whisper, she said. ''There is a talk that Leena is getting ready like a Halloween mommy. Let's go, and bitch on her.''

The word bitching, brought a sense of happiness on Wendy, and a rush of excitement since it's Leena. ''Let's go then.''

As they walked down the marble path to Leena's room, Wendy's eyes caught sight of a godly handsome man in a blue suit. Her heart skipped a beat without a thought. To her disappointment, he slipped into the crowd in the nick of time, disappearing out of her sight. ''Damn it! Where did he go?'' She looked around.

''Who?'' Mandy asked.

''A man in a blue suit. He was standing at the podium, tall, handsome, and muscular.''

''Ah! I guess it's Nick.'' Mandy exclaimed. ''I know him.''

''Nick...Nick..'' Wendy muttered, a sheepish grin on her face. ''Can you introduce him to me?'' She removed Kurt from her dictionary after he hooked up with a dumb girl. She hoped for a chance with Nick atleast.

''Later. Let's go, and see the Witch first.''

''Hmmm..'' Wendy nodded. She went with Mandy, turning back now and then in hopes of seeing the man who stole her heart.

Nick was in his world, smiling in all happiness without knowing he fell into sight of a hurricane called Wendy. He sat on the wooden chair and peeked at the girl seated opposite row, parallel to his. The way she slightly tilted her head in his direction and tugged a hair behind her ear nervously to sneak occasional peeks at him was driving him crazy. 

In two months, they have become very close to each other, braced their strengths and weakness, but neither of them dared to confess, for both are broken once and afraid to take a step forward. All of a sudden, Nick's thoughts were interrupted by the conversation of two little kids.

A long fluffy gown mopped the ground as she ran over the field with her friends despite her mom's warnings and his dad's naggings. A stunning flower tiara secured on her head matched her little face.

''Hey, Cutie,'' Elsie screamed, running behind her friend. ''Give me some bouncy balls.''

''I gave you a box aleady.'' Cutie pouted, slowing down her footsteps despite her anger. ''Whele did you keep?''

''I..I..'' Elsie panted a couple of times to catch her breath. ''I blew mine over that boy who insulted your broken language.''

''How dale that annong Cookie.'' Rolling her tongue over the words is the only weakness she has, and the kids she bullies take advantage of it to mock her. Always. 

It's all her dad's fault. Without a second thought, Cutie blamed Wilbur. Her grip tightened over her fluff dress for a second before she unknotted them, scared that she would spoil her dress. Cutie flushed a paper box from the goodie bag and gave it to Elsie. ''You are the bess, Essie. Can you bow the balls on my dad's face also?'' 

''OMG!'' Elsie exclaimed in shock. ''No..I can't. Your dad will kill me.''

Cutie knows where the switch is. ''I give you fifty dollal for your next month espenes.'' 

The deal was tempting to Elsie, but it's risky. If she is caught, she will be dead meat in uncle Wilbur's hands. Elsie pondered for a second before whispering. ''Fifty is very less. If you give me forty dollars, I will consider it.''

''Forty dollals?'' Cutie gasped. ''Too much.'' But her dad's furious face is pricelessly tempting to consider any amount of money. She will bargain once again, and if Elsie is still stubborn, she will strike the deal for forty dollars.

''You have so much money, Cutie,'' Elsie muttered, fidgeting over her dress. ''Your Eena gave you a lot of money to buy a dress for her wedding. Unlike you, I am broken this month. I spent my money buying a gift for Dave.'' 

''Why did you buy fol him?'' Cutie angrily muttered. ''He showed love letter to my dad.''

''He promised me to teach Math.'' Elsie pouted. ''You know that I am a little poor in Math.''

''I undelsnd.'' Her dad literally starts early from the office just to teach her alphabets and numbers. Cutie doesn't understand why he has put so many ambitions on a little kid. ''Teach me also. I give you forty dollals tomolow.''

Elsie grinned. ''You are the best. Make sure to see your dad's face angry face.'' Elsie picked the boxes and went on to accomplish her mission.

Nick: '' ''

Archimedes would have hung himself if he had been alive today. Only Cutie can strike a deal like this. Speaking of the deal, Nick got an idea. He got up and dragged Cutie to the seat, which annoyed her to the core. ''Nini..I am busy_''

''I heard your secret. Let's make a deal if you don't want me to tell the pranks you are playing on your dad.''

Cutie gulped as she saw Nick pull out a box from her goodie bag. He wrote some complex words, which were alien to her. 

''Can you see the auntie in the yellow dress.'' He pointed his finger in a certain direction.

Auntie Winter? She has seen her twice in eena's house. 

''Give this to her.''

''No.'' Cutie cried. ''They are my bouncy balls_''

''Wilbur! Your daughter_''

Cutie grabbed the box and fled away as fast as she could.

''Wintel.'' Cutie softly called, bringing Winter's attention to her. 

''Savny!'' Winter smiled ear to ear, taking note of Cutie's princess gown. ''You look gorgeous.''

''Thank you.'' Cutie sheepishly smiled and extended her hand. ''This is for you.''

''Huh..What's this?'' Three letters written in bold tugged Winter's heartstrings. [You look gorgeous] She doesn't need to ask whose art was this. She knows he is stealing glances at her occasionally. 

Winter pulled the box to her lips and pressed them against the words he had written, boldly challenging him. ''Can you return this to the owner, Savny?'' 

Cutie scowled. What am I? A love broker between these two? She is scared that her little secret will reach her dad's ears. Cutie took the box and ran to Nick's side. 

''Here...Winter gave.'' 

It was a feeling that she was kissing him as he gazed at the lipstick smudge. ''If this is a challenge, I am in.'' He got up and followed Winter, who was going towards the green lawn.

Cutie's shoulders dropped as Nick took her box with him. 

....

Aunt Jalapeno came out of Leena's room to talk with Evelyn regarding an important matter. To her surprise, she crossed paths with uncle Pumpkin. He seems to be looking for something, Aunt Jalapeno thought. 

''You came alone?'' She asked, running her eyes down the multi-patterned, geeky suit he was wearing. She didnot need to look up at the sky to see the rainbow. 

Uncle Pumpkin cleared his throat. ''Ummm..yeah.'' He was in the middle of searching for a man who was wearing a confetteroni suit, and to his utter disappointment, he crossed paths with Jalapi. ''I..I need to go. I will talk with you later.''

''Wait..Pumpi_''

He was gone. ''Half-baked Pumpkin.'' She muttered.

Uncle Pumpkin ran as fast as he could, away from his ex-wife. While doing so, he crashed into someone, and before he realized it, his leg slipped, and he fell on top of him. The wedding guests sitting around the area gasped, watching in wonderment.

''I am sorry. I didnot see_''

Uncle Pumpkin's mouth closed shut as his eyes flicked open in surprise. Holy fucking shit! He crashed into a man whom he had been searching for.

''I don't prefer bottom.'' Uncle pumpkin heard the man whisper, soft as honey to his ears.

''Pardon?'' 

''I...I mean..'' He cleared his throat. ''If you please get up...''

''Oh..I am sorry.'' Uncle pumpkin immediately got up and did realize he was inclined to the weird stares from the guests. Both parted away quickly, and not before five minutes passed, like a moth attracted to the flame, both were walking down the green lawn.

''I like your suit.'' Uncle pumpkin broke the silence. He licked his lips as he gazed at the man's sexy thighs. Damn! Why is he so freaking hot!

''I designed it. Infact the rainbow suit you are wearing is my creation.'' 

''What!'' Uncle pumpkin's lips parted in surprise. ''You are..you are Amigo!''

''Amigo, my brand. Amigo Butt, my name.'' Amigo winked. ''By the way, you look great in this suit.'' 

Uncle pumpkin's face blushed.

''Thank you. My cupboard is filled with Amigo brand. You are the fashion diva I adore.'' Uncle Pumpkin introduced himself. ''Jack.Jack Condom. I own a condom company, Balloon condoms.''

''Balloon condoms.'' Amigo nodded to himself. He started at Uncle Pumkin deeply. The atmosphere around them turned super hot as Amigo leaned to his ear, the tip of his lips touching his earlobe. ''I like the name. Sexy, and hot."

Uncle pumpkin stiffled nervously, aware of the rush of emotions. ''Was it true what you said earlier.''

''Hmmm?'' Amigo tilted his head with a questioning look.

''That..that you don't like being in the bottom.'' 

''I don't.'' He rasped. ''But if it's you, I am willing.'' He admitted.

Amigo's eyes made it obvious to uncle Pumpkin. The urge to do a naughty dance in his bed sent goosebumps all over. ''So..'' 

''So?'' Amigo questioned.

''How about...how about my condom into your butt.'' It was a suggestion, and uncle Pumpkin didnot know he would get a nod from the other party without a beat. 

''Sounds sexy.'' Amigo pointed his eyes to the parking. Uncle Pumpkin mischievously smiled and turned his feet in the direction of the car along with his partner, forgetting the reason he was here.