PotC fic: Someone Left the Cake Out in the Rain (Estrella, G, 1/1) Title: Someone Left the Cake Out in the Rain Author:shyaway Rating: G Characters: Estrella Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean and its characters are owned by Disney. Summary: Estrella and friends make the best of the ruined wedding. Author's note: For camille_moineau, whose idea this is, and who will probably hate me for this title. :-)
"Look at that," Estrella said, peering out into the rain from the chapel entrance. "Ten pounds her shoes cost, and they'll be ruined. Them and the dress if she sits out there much longer."
Ruth, her fellow lady's maid, sniffed and plucked at the sleeves of her own best dress. "After all our hard work, too. That gown was a wretch to pin into place - oh, here's the groom."
They watched Will Turner arrive in chains, and Lord Beckett arrest the bride.
"Well," Ruth said when the soldiers had left with the prisoners, followed by an indignant governor, "I've never seen a wedding like that before."
The other guests began to disperse, all chattering excitedly.
"P'raps we should help clear up," Estrella suggested. The kitchen servants were already moving the china.
"Might as well."
They joined Polly the kitchenmaid in carrying trays and flowers to shelter. "Put them over there," Polly said, "next to the cake. We brought that in when the rain started."
The three of them stood and looked at the four-tier confection.
"It does seem a shame," Estrella mused. "We shouldn't let it go to waste."
"It won't go to waste," Polly objected. "Fruit cake keeps."
Ruth shook her head. "Not for ever. It could be a long time before Miss Swann and Mr Turner have their wedding again. And what if they're executed?"
"Just the top layer," Estrella suggested.
"You're supposed to save that for the christening."
"There won't be no christening, will there?" Ruth argued. "Not without the wedding."
"Well..."
Estrella picked up three plates. "It'd be no use sitting in the pantry. The rats would get it."
"Oh, all right," Polly said. "I love fruit cake. Where's a knife?"