I'd do anything for love... but doing that may not have been the best idea [completed]

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Character(s): Vyers, Gwen, Genie, Urd
Content: Date + Contest = Disaster
Setting: Elysian Fields
Time: Week 28, night
Warnings: none!

His arm entwined with Gwen's, Vyers couldn't help but wonder just what he had gotten himself into. He hadn't been expecting so many offers to help over the journals. Really, all he had wanted was a suggestion so he would be able to take her out to dinner. Although now that he thought about it, he really should have known, shouldn't he? He himself had noticed a few similar entries on the network from time to time, hadn't he?

Vyers supposed he should be somewhat grateful for Urd and Genie's offers to help, but instead he felt quite nervous about the whole thing. There was some sense of foreboding deep down that he couldn't shake about this whole thing, as though something--or many things--were about to go horribly wrong. He tried to keep his worries to himself, however, and keep Gwen from noticing.

He needed to be more optimistic, that was all. Everything would go just fine.

He didn't really believe himself.

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Genie examined each piece of cutlery carefully to ensure it was clean before placing it down on the table. He was dedicated to making every last detail of this evening perfect for Vyers and his lady. His placement needed to be exact, causing him to go so far as to measure the distance between things, such as the wine glasses, to ensure they were both within this same amount of reach. Both crimson napkins were folded exactly three times and propped up as triangles in front of each of the two chairs around the table. Like the table, they too were made from a thick and white woven straw. However, regardless of being made from straw, there was no doubt that they could support the weight of both Vyers and his date. With Genie’s magic, they could probably support the weight of an entire elephant – though he had no intention of ever testing this. Soft, fluffy cushions had been added to the two chairs to prevent any discomfort from their stiff or oddly textured structure. They were a dark red and matched both the napkins and red candles he had placed on and around the table. Genie had been tempted to add even more candles by creating a trail on the ground to help strengthen the atmosphere, but the way the moons light hit the grass and made the field itself glow, he needn’t bother. It did a remarkable job on its own. The table itself was set inside a curtained area found a secluded part of the field to convey a sense of privacy. However, such thin, white sheets did not offer much, especially when the tall patio lanterns around it lit the area enough to cast a shadow of those inside.

It was getting late and by checking his watch Genie realized his guests were sure to arrive at any moment. He had been so focused on details, he completely lost track of time. In a mad panic, he made all final adjustments; aligning a fork placed askew, straitening a napkin standing lopsided, and fixing his bowtie which had become crooked. He had been sure to dress his finest this evening in one of his many black suits fashioned with a matching cummerbund and bowtie. The genie slicked what little hair he had back with his palm before stepping back and proudly admiring his work.

Perfect. Everything was absolutely perfect. Romantic candle light, a beautiful dinning enclosure and an absolutely stunning view of the field and neighbouring table. … Wait. What neighbouring table? Looking out from his own, the genie did a double take, taking note of another table in the field, sitting close to his own. He blinked several times, wondering whether or not he was imaging things. But the longer he stared the more he realized that this was not a figment of his imagination and that there was in fact another table sitting maybe forty yards away from his own. Not only that, but that table belonged to none other than Urd. Now what on Earth was she doing all the way out here? Was she catering to someone out here as well this evening?

“Urd?!” he called out, staring out at the goddess in disbelief. “What are you doing out here?”