The Plans
"All right." I moaned. I got up and headed off. I said the magic words to get me to my parent's castle. "Hello dear." My mom said. Rouge and Amy were talking about the wedding. "Ezra!" Amy yelled. She hugged me and dragged me into the ball room. "So... we were think of a dance floor and a disco ball hanging from the ceiling and tables and chairs around the dance floor." Amy said. "I said we needed to be more classy." Rouge said. "How about we set the tables and chairs in rows. Then, there would be a clearing in front of the room to dance and there would be a D.J. and a chandelier hanging from the ceiling?" I suggested. "Nice. Both classy and party ready." Amy said. "That's why you're the bride." Rouge said winking. Amy went to tell the decorators the plan while Rouge added some extra design. "Chaotic isn't it?" My mom asked. "Yeah, but it'll be worth it." I said. "CAREFUL! You lousy-""Looks like someone ticked off Amy." I said. My mom pulled me into the kitchen. "Now, the wedding cake?"
"A purple and white three laired cake with editable flowers on the top and on the side." I answered. "Oh, and make it chocolate and for the people who don't like chocolate make a double of the cake except vanilla."
"You have this all figured out huh?" My mom asked giggling. "Yep." I said proudly. Me and my mom started to work on the cake and when it was done we put it in the fridge.
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