Wedding Hell: Finale (2P!Canada x Reader) PREVIEW

A young woman strode up to the Vargas villa. She carried a violin case and looked more bored than anything. She rang the doorbell. She noticed a lot of things, a camera bell, a camera bush, a camera bush, and well cameras all over the place actually. Her (h/c) hair was pushed into a side bun, she wore a lovely (f/c) and black dress walking with elegance as she stopped in front of the large iron gate. She pressed the button and waited.

“Si?” she heard an Italian voice. She looked at the screen with a bored expression.

“Morning, I’m the violinist for the wedding,” she said pleasantly. The man looked at her. She looked back non-flinching.

“We didn’t order a violinist,” said the man gruffly. She frowns.

“Compliments of Mr. Endlestein,” the man changed his tune.

“Please, please come in!” he buzzed her in. She strode inside and was greeted at the entrance of the villa by Feliciano. She offered her hand. He kissed it and ushered her into the villa.

“Have a discussion with your doorman. He was quite rude,”

“Of course, bella!” he said making a mental note to switch him out.

“Show me where the wedding will be taking place,” he nodded. He glanced at her. She had a cold expression in her eyes. Chilling to be honest. She didn’t seem like she knew or cared just how powerful he was.

“S-So Roderick sent you?”

“Yes. He heard about your wedding and he wanted me to be your wedding gift,”

“If you don’t mind me asking, dear bella, who are you to him,”

“That’s none of your business. I came to do one thing and one thing only and leave. How if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to need to prepare. I need to see where you’re going to have the wedding, a tour of everything, and a small soundproof area for me to practice,”

“Si! Of course!” they walked around the entire villa where the wedding was going to take place. She looked at the finery, the luxury, and everything in between with complete boredom. The final stop was her soundproof room. She opened the door.

“And I’m going to need to see the bride before she’s married so I can deliver something on Roderick’s behalf and even if I did know, I would not tell you,” he nodded slowly.

“What did you say your name was again, bella?”

“My name is of no importance of yours,” she snapped. Feliciano looked at her. Feisty but cold as ice, he wasn’t going to fuck with that, “I’m the Elegant Violinist and don’t you forget it,” After a quick look inside, she immediately spied a camera. She glared at him. He almost immediately took it down, “And I wish to not be disturbed until the bride is ready to see me and the wedding is about to start,” She strode in and closed the door. She could tell the sound was suppressed inside. She started warming up her violin until she was sure Feliciano was gone. She took out her cell phone.

“I’m sending you the feed now,” she said, “got it (A/RC)?”

“Got it! Thanks (R/RC)!” (A/RC) started typing away. After the incident during the last siege years ago, Gaul, Britannia, and Athena decided that they should have a surveillance area under Roma’s radar that they can come and go as they please or needed. After thinking and searching, they settled on an abandoned looking building that to the casual observer was just someone’s vacation home or a place no one seem to care anymore. One the outside, it looked ran down but up enough where people were deterred from breaking in. There were automatic lights and things and sounds to make double sure. One the inside, it was a well furnished haven that looked more like a headquarters of an organization if anything. (A/RC) was able to hook up her computer and wreck shit from the couch with Alfred and Roderick staying put/

“Shit Sexy Legs, you know how to fuckin’ handle shit,” said Alfred, “You bein’ cold and shit, kind of a turn on,”

“I’m surprised Feliciano didn’t bother her,”

“Feli knows better,” said Roderick, “Though we all know Schatzchen can be scary,”

“About that, why is the Italian bastard afraid of you?” said Alfred.

“He knows why and trust me, he’s not going to fuck with anyone I send over but I think he’s more afraid of Schatzchen than he lets on,” he takes (A/RC)’s phone, “But just remember, when everything goes down, you’re getting out of there,”

“I have no desire to stick around for this, just don’t manhandle me,”

“Aww Schatzchen, you know I only do that in bed,”

“Don’t spread my business like that you jerk!” she said blushing badly from the live feed.

“Alfred knows and I’m sure Kannichen knows!”

“I don’t want to know about my best friend’s bedroom practices!” (A/RC) said blushing as she finished typing something on her computer, “And Phase One complete. All of the security cameras and have been disabled. The only footage everyone is going to see is a normal day the villa,” Alfred cracked his back while Roderick made a phone call. He then looked at (A/RC) who cracked her neck and prepared for Phase Two.

“Poo, I’m tell you this now, under NO circumstances are you to do into that villa, I don’t care if I’ve been hurt, if Daideo gets hurt, or even if Sexy Legs gets hurt, your little corgi butt is staying put, got it?” she nodded and hugged him, :If anything happens to you, I’m going to fuck a lot of shit up. Do you want to responsible for so many murders? Do ya? Huh?” he gently and playfully pushed her. She giggled but then looked seriously at him.

“Just be careful, okay?” he grinned and pecks her cheek.

“I will babe,” He and Roderick exited the house. Roderick looked at him.

“Corgi butt?”

“My little nickname for her other than Poo,”

“I’m going to regret asking but why?”

“Because it's cute and fluffy and makes me want to rub my face in it,”

“You sick ass little fuck,”