Fic: White! After Labor Day? 1/1 Golden Girls
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Title: White! After Labor Day? Author: Lopaka Tanu Prompt: Thursday - Dorothy is who she is. Claim: General Golden Girls Rating: Mature Adults. Summary: It's another post-wedding afternoon. Disclaimer: I do not own the Golden Girls. ________________________________________
Pulling off her scarf, Dorothy quartered it and set it on the coffee table. With a sigh of relief, she sat down on the couch. "I can't believe that wedding."
"I know, it was beautiful, wasn't it?" Twisting her earrings, Blanche gently eased herself in to the matching chair. "All those gorgeous men, so few women. It was like I had died and gone to heaven."
"I meant the guests reactions. They ruined the entire thing." Raising a hand, Dorothy splayed her fingers. "I tell you, that was the worst wedding I have ever been to!"
"Says you. I've never laughed so hard in my life." Sophia tapped Dorothy's legs so she would move over. As her daughter stood up, she took the seat next to her. "I swear, the moment Jenny appeared in that archway I almost wet myself."
"Ma, please!" Raising her hands, Dorothy snarled at her mother. The urge to strangle her curled her fingers. "You embarrassed us both! I could barely hear the priest over you and those hyaenas."
"What are you talking about? He was the one snorting during the reciting of the vows. I'm surprised she could walk down that aisle with a straight face." Waving off her daughter's feelings, Sophia turned to Blanche. "I mean, come on, at least you had the decency to wear something appropriate to your own wedding."
Smiling, Blanche rolled her eyes. "True. But times have changed. What people can get away with now a days is different than when we were young."
Dorothy put a hand on Sophia's shoulder. "Don't even say it." Withdrawing her hand, Dorothy brought it to her face. She scrubbed it over her eyes. "I just want this day to be over."
A loud moan filled the house. "Oh, god, Miles!"
Dorothy froze. Frowning, she dropped her chin to her chest. "Does anyone else want to go out to eat?"
"We'll take my car." Snickering, Blanche cast a look down the hall as she stood up.