“But Sir!!” his servant pleaded “Your guest insists that its very important.”
“Nothing is more important then my beauty sleep!!” Edgar declared into his pillows
“Very well Sir.” the servant sighed, and left the room. Edgar quickly drifted off again....
“Wake up sleepy head!!” an all to familiar voice sang about five minutes later
Edgar remained unmoving until he felt a pair of hands roughly grab him by his shoulders and hurl him to the hard floor.
“Ouch!!” Edgar yelled rubbing his stinging bottom “Do you realize how early it is Locke!!”
“2:30 PM is early to you?” Locke Cole shot back, smoothing his blonde hair smugly “You must be dreaming.”
“Or having my worst nightmare.” Edgar murmured, climbing slowly to his feet “And just what is it that you want?”
“What!?” Locke cried slapping his face lightly in disbelief “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten already.”
“Forgotten what?” Edgar replied, his navy eyes suddenly widening with realization “You can’t be serious!!”
“Would I be here if I wasn’t?” Locke declared loudly
“I..I..was drunk!!” Edgar stammered helplessly
“A bets a bet.” Locke remarked
“Ohhhhhhh..no!!” Edgar wailed “I don’t want to ask Terra to marry me!!”
“Guess I’m the new King of Figaro then.” Locke announced proudly
Edgar released a loud groan. “You know I can’t just give up my throne, especially to a thief, that’d blow over real big.”
“Treasure hunter.” Locke corrected coldly “And if you want to keep your throne I strongly suggest you ask Terra. Today!!”
“I can’t..I’m afraid she’ll say no.” Edgar admitted “I wish that night had never happened!!”....
“How money dinks did ya hav tonight?” Setzer Gabbini asked, wobbling unsteadily on his bar stool
“Bout ten.. or twenty.” Edgar replied, his glazed eyes rolling in their sockets
“Me too!!” Setzer laughed before fainting onto the counter top
Instead if helping him, Edgar only laughed and took another sip of his beer. “Havin fun Lockey?” he called to his friend
Locke merely sent a frown his way. Obviously unhappy that’d he’d gotten the shortest straw when they picked that night. “As happy as a designated driver in a rowdy bar can be.” he quipped coldly
“Good for you!!” Edgar replied ignoring his sarcasm
“If only Terra could see you now.” Locke growled loud enough for Edgar to hear
Spitting out the beer in his mouth Edgar spun in several circles on his stool “Terra? Where!!” he cried
“No not here in general you drunken idiot.” Locke snapped “I said if she was here.”
Edgar stared at him dumbly for about a minute before bursting into laughter for no known reason. “I love Terra.” he commented and then went back to drinking like he had said nothing. Locke’s jaw was hanging wide open though. He had had no idea Edgar was in love with Terra!!
“Say Edgar.” Locke cooed pushing Setzer onto the floor and sliding up beside him, knowing an opportunity when he saw one. “How’d you like to make a little bet?”
“A bet?” Edgar mumbled with his mouth full of vodka “Sure, anything.”
“Anything.” Locke muttered to himself “How about if you don’t ask Terra to marry you in one week I get to be King of Figaro?”
Edgar actually appeared to think it over for a few moments. “Why not.” he replied his eyes red-rimmed and confused.
“Great, I’m going to hold you to it.” Locke said, smiling evily now. “Sometimes its good not to get drunk.”
“Uh huh.” Edgar grumbled suddenly looking quite green, obviously not really understanding anything that had just been said....
“You know its not nice to take advantage of drunk people.” Edgar remarked, glaring at Locke
“I do what I have to do.” Locke replied looking over Edgar’s closet
“Your lucky us Figaro’s take honor very seriously.” Edgar snarled “Otherwise I’d just skip this stupid bet.”
“Right.” Locke responded not really listening “You know I’m not very good at this kind of thing. We need some experts in here.”
“Who?” Edgar questioned suspiciously
“Nevermind. Go take a shower.” Locke insisted crudely “You look like hell.”
“Thanks.” Edgar mumbled as he made his way towards his shower “What a pal....”
“Surprise!!” Celes Chere shouted jumping out from behind Edgar’s bedroom door several minutes later.
“Ahhhhhhh!!” Edgar screamed nearly dropping the towel he was holding loosely around his waist “What are you doing here Celes?”
“Locke called me over.” she replied inspecting a tangled strand of Edgar’s wet hair “You need a haircut.”
“I just had one.” Edgar snapped pulling out of her grasp and tightening his grip on his towel
“Well they didn’t do a very good job.” Celes replied hurrying after him as he attempted to get away “You still have some spilt ends. Terra won’t want to marry a crumb bum.”
“I hardly think I’m a crumb bum.” Edgar shot back hotly “And how many people did Locke tell about Terra?”
“Just me.” Celes replied innocently, Edgar knew immediately that she was lying.
“Sit down.” she added before Edgar could question her further “I have alot of work to do.”
Seeing that she wasn’t going to take no for an answer, Edgar reluctantly sat infront of his vanity table. Celes came up behind him and started brushing out his knotted hair.
“Ow!!” Edgar howled “Are you trying to make me bald?”
“Oh shut up.” Celes replied, viciously pulling the comb through his long hair “I comb my hair like this everyday, and mines perfect.”
“Yeah but yours is down to your ass.” Edgar quipped “You can afford to lose alot.”
“Quiet, or I’m going to give you a bowl cut.” Celes teased holding a pair of scissors to his hair threateningly
Edgar immediately shut up, visions of mullets and bowl cuts dancing before his eyes. “Don’t take off more then an inch or two.” he pleaded
“Yeah, yeah.” Celes said, snipping away “Your going to look so good!! Terra will fall head over heels for you!!”
“I sure hope so.” Edgar grumbled watching tuffs of his hair fall towards the floor
“Done!!” Celes declared pulling Edgar’s dry hair into a ponytail “Good as new.”
One quick glance told Edgar that his hair was indeed not ok. It was still long on one side, but the other kind of hung of at a lower angle.
“Thanks Celes, it looks nice.” he commented quickly standing up with his towel still clasped at his waist “I’m going to get dressed now.”
“That’s Setzer’s area.” Celes announced moving towards the door “He’s very good with clothes.”
“I can choose my own thank you.” Edgar snapped opening his walk-in closet doors and stopping in surprise “Where are my clothes!!”
“They were all out of style, so I gave them away.” Setzer announced entering the room as Celes was leaving “I brought you a brand new stylish outfit.”
Feeling his face fill with rage Edgar shouted “I want my own clothes!!” Turning back around he discovered there was a nice blue one shoved in the corner. Grabbing it he stepped into the closet and put it on.
“Mines better.” Setzer declared when he exited the closet
“Its a bit dusty and wrinkled but I’m sure it better then whatever you brought.” Edgar sneered making his way towards the door
Quickly opening it, he started into the hallway when he heard a loud RIP and was almost tossed backwards.
“What the hell!?” he cried finding he’d just torn his cloak almost in half
“Looks like you have no choice.” Setzer declared walking up with the new suit still in the wrapped package “Go put it on.”
“She’s going to laugh so hard at me.” Edgar sniffed as he looked at himself in the mirror “I look like Kefka!!”
“Nonsense.” Setzer replied straightening Edgar’s purple cloak “Purple and pink is a very nice color on you.”
Edgar frowned at the man in the clashing purple and pink suit with the crooked hair, in the mirror. What a shame that guy was him!!
“Alright.” Edgar sighed unhappily “Let’s go get Terra.”
“Now remember be sweet.” Locke instructed
“And look sincere.” Celes added
“But don’t look wimpy.” Setzer chimed in
“Whatever.” Edgar grumbled staring at the clouds looming before them. Setzer was driving his airship over to Moblitz, where Terra was currently living.
“Do you have the ring?” Locke questioned
“Of course.” Edgar replied “I need it don’t I?”
“Which one did you buy?” Celes asked
“The platinum one with the heart-shaped diamond.” Edgar responded looking over the side of the ship. There were almost to Moblitz!!
“Ooooooooo that was the most expensive one!!” Celes gushed “Terra is a lucky girl, her guy doesn’t steal her jewelry.”
“Hey!!” Locke cried defensively “Lots of girlfriends I know of don’t have any.”
“Knock it off you two.” Setzer snapped “Your unnerving Edgar.”
“To late!!” Edgar thought to himself as Setzer professionally landed the ship near Terra’s small house
“OK, the hour is upon us.” Locke sang
“Go for it Edgar, we’ll be waiting for you!!” Celes added
“Make us proud.” Setzer cheered, lowering the rope ladder onto the ground
Slowly, like a man being sent to his death, Edgar trudged over to Terra’s door. Knocking gently he waited as she creaked it open.
“Edgar!!” Terra cried rushing foreword to give him a hug “How nice to see you. You uh.. look great.” she added wrinkling her nose a bit at his suit
“Thanks.” Edgar replied following her into the living room “You look wonderful yourself.”
“Hehe, thank you.” Terra answered politely “What can I do for you today?”
“Well, I uh.. er..” Edgar stumbled
“Actually.” Terra began ushering him into a chair “I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”
“Huh!? What?” Edgar cried in surprise
“Well..” Terra stammered dropping to one knee infront of him “I really like, no love you, and I think we should get married. So will you marry me?”
Edgar felt his throat close up. His eyes even clouded over with tears. She had a handsome silver man’s ring with diamond chips in it.
“You know I was going to ask you the same thing!!” he choked out, falling onto the floor beside her.
“You were?” Terra replied her green eyes widening as he produced her platinum ring
“Yeah.”
“So is that a yes or not?” Terra demanded with a laugh
“Yes.” Edgar answered seriously “I love you.”
“I love you too!!” Terra cried falling into his arms for a kiss
“Edgar?” Terra asked when they came up for air
“Huh?” Edgar responded
“Who does your hair and clothes?”
