This is a Bonus book for both of the books of Oh, Fuzz Buckets (by Kittycatyellow) and I Rise with YOU (by Kittycatyellow). Enjoy.
*whoooosssshhhhh* BAAMMM! And you're transported back nine centuries. Y/N grew up with a relatively normal life, and b...
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Ya'll, I know this isn't Douxie, but it's the closest I got. Just focus on the kind of hair he has, okay? 😊
(Y/N POV)
I paced back and forth in the my chamber in Camelot, anxiously running my fingers through my hair. Oh, my God, I'm actually doing this. I'm getting married. Oh, my God, I'm getting married. Oh, my God, I'm getting married!!! For like, forever! Woah, okay, really, Y/N? I had no clue marriage was supposed to be forever.
Eye roll.
Oh, God. Oh, God. I can't do this. I can't do this! What if our marriage fails!? What if one of us dies!? What if I trip on the carpet on my way to the altar?! What if I say something wrong!?!? Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, crap, crap, crap, crap, I'm so nervous...
"Stop it! You're going to mess up your hair!!" Mary exclaims as she places a wooden box filled with all kinds of materials on the floor. "Oh, God, Mary, I don't know if I can do this. I mean.. what- what if what I'm doing is wrong? Or were rushing it? What if it turns out to be a mist-" I was cut off.
"Now, you hold those words right there, young missy, because I know for a fact that you would regret them." Mary scold, before removing the two fingers she had pressed up against my lips, and pushes my shoulders down onto the hairstyle chair. I take a deep breath, to which Mary hums. "That's it, deep breaths." I copy what she said, and breathed in very deeply, and let it out again. "Now, you have nothing to worry about. You and Douxie were made for each other, literally. You're each others halves!"
I listen to her encouraging words, letting them calm me severely. "Now, sit back, and lemme work my magic on ya, girl." But it wasn't Mary who said that, but Darcy. Darcy came up behind me, took my hair, gently brushing through it as she brings this portable table with a sink over. She puts the chair to lay as far back as it could, so she had full access to my hair. "What scent would you like?"
Just as that sentence left her mouth, Aja came in and waved at me with a beautiful big smile. I waved back. I opened my mouth to reply to Darcy, before I saw Aja grab something that looked like wrapping paper. "What is she-?" I start asking, pointing at something blue Aja was wrapping. Darcy took my chin, and made me look up at her. "Don't look her. That's for you to find out later. Now, answer the question, please."
I opened my mouth, having absolutely no clue as I look at the bottles she held up, and Mary started grabbing a facial mask. "I-i have...no clue." I chuckled nervously. "Okay, let's go with Lavender, Lilly, and Jasmine." All I did was nod at her suggestion, and she got to work with washing my hair. "How are the caterers doing? Is everything set up out there?" "Yes." They both replied immediately. "What about the guests? The food? The seating?" "Yes, everything's in order." They both replied again, continuing with their job as I continued to nervously ask. "How is the decoration? How is Claire?"
