So maybe I was a bit untruthful about my situation.
But, hey, I’m evil and I still wasn’t sure if he was really the one. I didn’t want to tip my hand.
Our date may have started awkward, but it progressed nicely after we got the stressful age thing behind us. We danced the night away.
And older men are good kissers. The date was golden. Despite everything, Corbin turned out pretty cool.
I was pretty sure he would be willing to help me with my escape plan. So I invited him over so we could talk business.
I’m not just using him. But it’s not like I love him yet, it’s more that I think I might be able to love him. But if that was going to happen, he had to help me get out of this legacy. I wanted him to know what he was agreeing to. That meant no mansion, no youth potion, no promise of children (unless *she* cheats), no being played. Just the two of us, left to our own devices.
Despite that, he was willing to help.
Perhaps this is love. I mean, there were even fireworks. And no, that’s not Bane’s bed or my mom’s bed (yuck). *Someone* figured that since I’d invited Corbin into our house, we might as well have a place to stay and so *she* redecorated the nursery.
Luthor and Julienne have to share a room upstairs. Ha! Serves them right.
Step two of my plan was set in motion soon after. No way am I going to slave away another two levels of aspirations for this house. In the future all the parties will by my choice.
As you probably guessed, he said yes. And we planned our first Pigglewiggle wedding of the generation. I win! Ha!
Bane’s lady-love is out of the picture now as well so he doesn’t even have that. We invited her to our wedding and you know what?
Yup! She’s old! Hahahahaha.
We planned a simple outdoor affair. I didn’t want to waste anytime with a fancy destination wedding or risk losing *her* attention and being stuck here forever. So we just had a huge party with lots of food and a fountain of drinks. The soft ringing of cowplant bells was almost soothing.
I was worried a bit near the end. Just as the service ended, my relatives arrived. Distant relatives. Apparently they wanted to check out my new husband.
They returned him an hour later. And since the party hadn’t even ended yet, we were able to get on with our post-wedding plans right on schedule.
We left the next morning. See ya legacy suckers, I’m outta here!