[M.E.] Not our day. (Invite)

[ichirinnohana]

Adrian, Emi and Molly can join in. IT'S AN EFFIN' FOURSOME?! =DDD Adrian's got an effin' harem. XD Lucky bastard?

Well, well - Haruka's getting married. Haruka Yamato, of all people. The thing was, she was not attracted at all to males (or so she says) and has a thing for females. The why was quite simple - they were all complete, vain jackasses.

There was this thing in her mind, saying that if all the girls who had boyfriends in this god-damned school turned ugly, their boyfriends would head to the hills and pray everything was a nightmare.

Basically, she had gotten into a bawl with several of her classmates a week back - and they had unfortunately gotten hold of the fact that she was, first and foremost - female.

And now she was dragged onto being married to some people - yup, not one guy. Probably more than one!

This was not Haruka's day.

"Lemme go!" Haruka demanded, as she tried to squirm her way out of the chair she was tied to. "What da eff do you fackers want with me...?!"

"You're getting married."

"Teh eff?!" Haruka exasperated. "You can't be serious."

"Well, Rob, James and Harold are getting your brides and husband now."

"Eh?"

[Emi Hitokata]

"Hey Emi!"

Emi turned and saw a guy she recognized from her biology class. However, she could not remember his name, and she was silent as she racked her brains for the boy's identity.

"Oh Robert. Um hi."

She had never really spoke to the guy, not even to say "good morning". Her right eyebrow raised; why was he talking to her all of a sudden? She could have sworn that he was never interested in her.

Suddenly, she felt something wet touch her face. Everything around her blurred until she could only see pitch black. Robert caught the petite Japanese girl before she could fall. As if she was a sack of flour, he lifted her over his shoulder and carried her outside. His destination was the same building that Adrian was being held in, the only difference being that she was down the hall.

A groan escaped from her lips before she slowly opened her eyes. She slowly lifted herself up, but fell back to the ground; the world around her was swirling and she felt like she drank a gallon of beer the night before.

"Good, she's waking up. You got the dress, right?"

"Where am I?"

"You're getting married, dear!"

"WHAT?!"