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[madcofrainbows]

"Ok Jack-a-lantern, can you get aunt Jo some more sand in this bucket?” the brunette questioned as she handed the kid a little toy bucket and watched him run to the side, not so far away from where they were all sat around the little sand construction they had started minutes ago, a bright grin plastered on her features. Johanna was a woman with conflicted habilities: she didn’t know how to ride a bike and she couldn’t grow a plant for the life of her, but she knew how to built sandcastles that could put Scotland to shame, the reason why she had suggested the activity to the kids and their mother in the first place. 

Once the toddler returned and sat next to the brunette after handing her the bucket and recieving a polite thank you in return and a kiss on the top of his tiny head, Johanna let the kids make shapes with some plastic molds as she returned her attention to Cecelia, expert hands working on putting yet another tower and molding the rest of the castle. “I went for a walk this morning, I know, shoker. But you and Lara were nowhere to be found and I was getting restless and I came accross this really dope farmer’s market, I got a bunch of stuff for us so, I am pleased to announce Bar Jo is open for business with fresh ingredients for one night and one night only. So, once it’s the little’s time to nap, wanna get our freak on? I added Childish Gambino’s new album to that playlist I made for you. You can tell me how is life as a married woman and I can paint you a mental picture of what it looks like in my head. Spoiler alert, for some reason you’re always wearing either a 50′s dress or jeans and a bandana on your very pin-upy hair.”

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[mindovcrheart]

“May I have this dance, Mrs. Vandenberg?” Alexander called to the bride in front of him as he extended his hand to her, a smile that extended ear to ear playing on his features as he dragged his friend to the dance floor; a chuckle escaping his lips as the song started to play in the background, one hand holding onto hers as he placed the other on her back gently, swinging them around in sync of the melody. Blue eyes searched around the crowd, looking for his friend, the lucky man who had officially deweded the woman of his dreams before returning his gaze to said woman, features softening, almost apologetically so. “I take partial blame for Harry’s hangover today, you can kick my ass later and I won’t fight it, sorry” he began sounded apologetic before shooting her another grin “Congratulations, Cece. You two make an incredible couple, I’m happy I got to be part of the celebration of your love and I am incredibly happy for you, you have no idea” he mused sincerely.

The agent’s eyes drifted from the bride to a certain blonde for a brief second, involuntarily so, before returning his undivided attention to the woman dancing with him. “How are you feeling? Was it better than you could’ve expected? He’s so whipped, you know that, don’t you?” his grin turned into a playful smirk as he recalled the days leading to the wedding, how enamoured Harry had seemed, how happy he looked and Alex felt nothing but grateful that two people like Harry and Cecelia had found eachother. 

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[madcofrainbows]

Johanna had a headache. The entire week had been a nightmare for the brunette and she was slowly but surely starting to lose her mind, the eternal inner battle between giving up to the urge to reach over and take the first bottle she could find or to seek help. Disappear for long enough to let things get back to normal and help her sister, her sister-in-law and Cece and Lara with a fresh, healthier mindset. 

What did Johanna do whenever something was troubling her, whenever she felt like she was about to weaver? Call the one person she knew could trust and would get the best advice from; Cecelia. And even if the two friends didn’t always talked about their problems, Johanna could always find relief just by being near the royal. Although the music producer often joked about being another one of Cece’s children, it wasn’t that far from the truth as she had found a very maternal and supportive kind of companionship in the other; one she was extremely thankful for.

The brunette entered the little café she’d chosen for the ocassion, wearing an pologetic look as she approached the table Cecelia had picked for them. It was little, cozy and fairly unknown which meant people didn’t know they were there, hopefully. “Shit, sorry I’m late. I had to change my pants because I spilled an entire bucket of Mountain Dew in them, don’t ask. Hi lady, you look glowing. Had a good Valentines?”

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[madcofrainbows]

‘Something Olde, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue, A Sixpence in your Shoe’ was a phrase Johanna grew up hearing and never quite understood the sentiment of, until she received Cecelias ‘bridesmaid’ package. Never had the music producer deemed herself a wedding lover, less alone a wedding crier yet somehow since receiving the news one of her closest friends was finally getting what she wanted and what she deserved, was marrying the love of her life, Jo hadn’t stopped crying over it. Alas, the minute the package came in the mail (and after crying for a good amount of minutes), Johanna started the quest to find one of the things the phrase listed, a piece of jewelry that had more story than the music producer could ever express out loud.

Upon finding the piece of jewelry a week after receiving the package, Jo knocked on Cecelia’s townhouse door with a bouquet of flowers and a gift bag on her arms (she had plans for Harry’s gift too, but today was about her friend). Alas, she waited for someone to answer the door in silence, a hopeful grin plastered on her features.

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[madcofrainbows]

“Oh my god look at that body!” Johanna exclaimed as she approached Cecelia, wrapping her arms around the petite frame of her friend, the music in the background bringing a grin to the music producer’s lips as she pulled away to see the woman in the eye “You’re so hot, if I wasn’t so into your relationship with Harry and I wasn’t sure you are just into penis I would be hitting on you hard” she winked at her friend playfully, resting her hands on the girl’s shoulders “So, can we take a minute to catch up and dance? I have a ton of energy and we deserve at least one song. I know the DJ and I can have him play Dancing Queen for us. Are you in?”

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[madcofrainbows]

Johanna needed a break. She needed a place and an activity where she could just— escape from the demons in her head and she needed someone who didn’t know all the crap going in her life, someone who didn’t see her as a fuck up, someone who hopefully still believed in her to an extend. It was sad, she realized, to only have people who knew how much of a wreck she was. Was there really not one person who still had faith in her? And then, two people that came to mind, making her smile, calming something deep within her just by thinking of them. It was only lucky that both of the people in the girl’s mind liked Disney movies and looked like Disney pricessess themselves (probably were, Jo couldn’t be sure they weren’t. Royalty had always been confusing to her. After all, Anastasia had been based off a real story; who was to say Snow White wasn’t?). 

Alas, the music producer found herself sneaking into Manhattan, making sure no one who knew about her old life saw her on a burough she had been banned from; a set of movies in hand one hand as she rang Cecelia’s doorbell, already feeling the anxiety that happeend to run over her body on a daily basis wash away the minute the door opened to reveal someone from Cecelia’s staff. “Hey, uhm... is Cecelia home? I have a marathon of Disney movies with hers and the kids’ name on it. I’m forcing her into a day off from royal duties because for the life of me, that girl NEVER slows down.”

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[madcofrainbows]

If there was something Johanna appreciated of being sober, that was how lucid she was now and the power said lucidness gave her when it came to spending time with people she cared about who were actually good for her, A perfect example was the Windsor family; who in the last couple weeks had taught her more about family than her own blood ever had. Spending time with them in the new little family the three friends had created had healed Johanna in ways she didn’t even anticipate and for that, she was extremely grateful. She was also aware of Lara’s traumatic experience and once she made sure it was appropriate for her to visit Cecelia, she did. Home-made cake in one hand and two gifts back in the other, she made her way inside Cecelia’s place (previously announced by Cecelia’s help), a big and bright grin plastered on her features “Hello, ma’am. Have you seen the most bad-ass princess that’s ever existed? I made a cake for her” she announced, greeting her friend with a kiss on the top of her head “How you holding up, sweetie? I also brought Teddy’s costume and two lightsabers for the kids” she then approached to the princess to whisper in her ear “And the other thing we discussed that will go on unused. Merry Christmas.”

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[madcofrainbows]

The music producer found herself in the middle of a dancing circle, drink and glow-in-the-dark acessories provided by some guy the brunette couldn’t even remember the name of, hands clasped together with some party-goer that probably (hopefully) wouldn’t remember her face the next morning, eyes wandering around the room in an attempt  to plan her getaway from the situation. 

It wasn’t until she found a very well-known figure somewhere in the room, her grin turning sincere as she made her way through the crowd, only to hug her friend from behind once she got to her destination, kissing Cecelia’s cheek gently. “Happy New Year honey, how does it feel starting off a new year, engaged with the love of your life?” she whispered on her friend’s ear before chuckling. “And before you ask yes, Penny and I will be flower girls. You gotta tell me everything about the proposal.”

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