COMIC EDDIE PSL

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This is the best day of his life, and he's still angry at his father.

Oh how he hates that. Today isn't about him, it's about her. She's beautiful and she smells great and despite Carl Brock looking scornfully at everything that they'd so carefully planned he...

Still watches him move across the dance floor in deep conversation with one of his business partners. This isn't about me. Except - Goddamnit he could have been a little more supportive...

Not thinking of it. Not at all.

The decorations are gorgeous and the warm New York air is beautiful, people are happy and looking at them with love in their eyes. His father's housekeeper, the only mother he'd ever really known, smiled at him. He felt a blush spread across his cheeks before leaning over to Anne and reaching shyly for her hand.

"...We did it."

His smile is nervous and goofy.

"You look beautiful."

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He's Edward J Brock. He's not famous, but occasionally there are a few people who recognize his picture. He'd stopped to sign an autograph and finds her after waving, sliding in beside her and wrapping a possessive arm around her waist, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "...Has anyone told you you look beautiful?"

Tapping the bar he gestures to the bartender, "...Microbrew? Something good?"

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"I'm a woman in a crowded airport who was sitting alone moments ago; do you really want me to answer that question?" She whispered back, but then she kissed his cheek and answered a little more warmly, "You're the only one I haven't offered to castrate, though."

She leans back and takes a drink from her wine while Eddie orders. She figured he'd appreciate the selection here; they had some offerings from local breweries that you couldn't find elsewhere.

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"These guys hitting on you?" It's young upstanding college types, rich tech guys. Despite his dad's money - before he went broke - he's always been a bit on the gruff side. More dock worker then ivy-league. So - looking at them he glares like an angry pitbull for a moment before, "...You should have done it I would've helped you hide the body."

Til death do us part. That had been in there. he'd thrown it in there. His eyes go misty and distant and he studies her as the beer arrives.

"Remember our vows? You think "Til death do us part" was corny?"

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"I don't really want to start my honeymoon covered in blood, otherwise that's what we'd be up to right now." She leans into him, hand trailing up his arm, as she gives a wicked grin at one of the sleek and startled techbros who'd made the mistake of talking to her earlier.

She wasn't exactly surprised to find that now having a wedding ring wouldn't stop them (the engagement ring hadn't). But, her casual yet horrifying responses to their advances, in addition to the way Eddie The Bear is eyeing them leaves them in a hurry to pay their check and clear out.

No regrets.

"Of course it was corny. It's not a wedding if there's not at least a little corn; just the perfect amount of corn. I'll have you know, though, that if I go first I'm coming back to haunt you."

OWWWW

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"Good." taking a sip of his beer he paused, then took another longer drink before leaning into her and whispering in her ear, "...You know how I get when I get lonely."

He pulls away before tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. One guy snorts and Eddie raises an eyebrow in his direction.

"No fights though. It's just the two of us. Is it weird I'm looking forward to going sight seeing and having amazing sex?"

sorry/notsorry

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Anne's not shy about public displays of affection, and having a scorned bro pay witness to it is even better. She leans into Eddie's touch and looks at him, watches him, and despite the intentional melodrama she feels the flutter of very real affection. Husband.

No regrets.

"Very weird. We always forget to sight see." She watches him suggestively over the brim of her wine glass as she takes a sip, then checks the time and calls the bartender over for the tab (don't argue Eddie she's paying for both). "We should finish up and head over to our gate."

;_;

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"There's a lot of history okay? I've got plans in between me worshiping the ground you walk on and getting you lei'd."

He grins hilariously, "Get it? Lei'd?" He offers her his hand, "Cause - Leis. I'm hilarious. English degree. Absolutely brilliant. You married the next Walt Whitman."

/sobbing

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Anne chuckles at him, signing her name and tip to the check then taking his hand and sliding out of the barstool.

"I absolutely fell for you and your unparalleled wit." She pauses and tugs him down for a kiss before moving on towards their gate.

Re: /sobbing

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"...I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure you don't regret that." His tone turned sincere, "I am."

The gate agent is a short blond woman flipping through the computer. Raising an eyebrow at them she checks, "You two nearly missed your flight. We had to give away your first class tickets."

They didn't have to - persay - but she's staring at the two of them, "We've got tickets for you in coach."

Eddie frowns, "...Okay except-I booked these tickets. You can't just give our tickets away."

"We didn't know if you were going to show up, we oversold the flight sir that's policy. Coach isn't bad."

"It's our honeymoon!"

They're going to be arguing for a moment or two unless someone says something.

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Ooooh no Anne is not standing for this.

She does watch Eddie spar with the terrier-like agent for a moment because, admittedly, it's amusing to watch, but eventually she steps forward and puts a hand on his arm and gives him a knowing look before leaning against the counter and affecting a conversationally dangerous tone.

"Hi - Becky. I understand your policy regarding seat displacement. That's how airlines make any money, right? But, I also know that giving up first-class seats doesn't go into effect until fives minutes before the departure, and judging by every single clock I see in the vicinity, we still have ten minutes; our tickets have been prematurely dispersed and we expect our seats to be recovered before we have to take this over your head."

She smiles sweetly, with all the charm of a frenzied shark.

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The sense of pride he feels is warm and real. She moved in like a lion and he grins a goofy grin, "You're gonna have to listen to Mrs. Weying. Ain't that right counselor?"

Becky blinked, staring at her hands before frowning, her gaze darting from one to the other, "...Let me see what I can do."

Moments pass before an angry looking older man moves out of the gate growling, "Do you know who I am? I'm with the life foundation! I'll have your whole damn airline for this! You-"

The other words are shouted and he shoots an angry glare at Eddie before the reporter planted a kiss on the top of Anne's head.

"You're incredible. I tell you that lately?"

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This was not turning out to be Becky's day. Anne has a moment of pity, since she can imagine this Life Foundation guy probably pressured the poor girl to start.

But, it's her honeymoon and she just wants to get to Hawaii and break the record for boning with her new husband. She shoulders her bag, holds her boarding pass to Becky, and then strides right past Angry Guy as if she owned the place herself.

AT the door she stops and turns, holding a hand out to Eddie, "Come on, love. Lets go get settled."

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Love.

His features filled with tenderness as he takes her hand and moves to stow his bags. A few others glance at them and he stares back, non apologetic. Sitting beside her he puts a hand on her thigh.

"So when we are in the air I am honestly thinking you and I join the mile high club."

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She settles in and leans into his touch, leaning up to brush her lips against his ear,

"I just wonder how you expect us to both fit in that closet of a restroom ... but I'm willing to try."

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Her touch has him shift in his seat and he studies the airplane. There's something playing on the television about the Avengers and he shrugs his shoulders, "...First time I'm not worried about those guys or an asshole in a costume showing up to ruin our day."

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"Oh, they had better not." Anne turns to watch the small screen and glares despite herself. This was her fucking day. She'd kick some faces if they tried to intervene.

If anyone tried to intervene.

She leans back in to Eddie, reaching a hand up to his cheek as she whispers in his ear, "We wait until just before the final descent, less chances for them to be angry at us." She gives him a kiss, before settling back and pulling out Skymall to kill some time before takeoff.