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20 July 2007 @ 03:39 pm
The Art of Effectively Crashing a Wedding [30 Rock; Jack/Liz]  
TITLE: The Art of Effectively Crashing a Wedding (OR: Liz versus the stupid jerk Phoebe)
FANDOM: 30 Rock
SPOILERS: Season one 'til maybe midway through "Hiatus"


Phoebe's a stupid jerk. A big giant stupid jerk, who's probably not even British. Liz has to wonder about that, because seriously? The accent is flawless, but that one time it disappeared just as flawlessly.

Liz has been listening to a lot of Queen lately, and she wonders if Freddie Mercury knew Phoebe when he wrote "Killer Queen." Because that's just what she is. A spoiled little queen bee who would probably end up killing Jack in his sleep (or poisoning his wine or something) and then running off with her old, ugly ex-lovers with all of Jack's money.

Just like Marie Antoinette, Liz kinda wants the same fate to befall Phoebe. Because if she had the opportunity without getting in trouble, she'd totally guillotine her ass.

Well okay, maybe that's harsh. Maybe Liz has been thinking too much about guillotines since Jenna made her watch Marie Antoinette. Five times. In a row. It was kinda brutal.

But the image of a beheaded Phoebe is still rather pleasing, especially as Liz looks in the floor-length mirror at the hideous bridesmaid dress she's wearing. Phoebe's such a jerk.

Granted, the cut is nice; it flatters her waist and hips with a gentle flare. It's the color that's making Liz want to barf and tear Phoebe's head off -- maybe at the same time. It's not a blue, and it's not exactly a purple. It's this hideous, dark, like... blurple... dress. It's obnoxious. And it's just really the ugliest thing she's ever seen. Therefore, she decides that it is so perfectly Phoebe.

"She seriously must have no other friends, because why would she ask you?"

In all her guillotine madness, Liz has forgotten that Jenna's helping her get ready for Jack's wedding. "What?"

"Well nothing against you, honey, but... Phoebe kinda hates you. Not to mention she thinks you're in love with Jack. Which... granted, that's not so far off the mark, but she's still kind of a wacko."

"Excuse me?" Liz turns to face her friend and thinks that maybe she's the wacko. "I'm not in love with Jack."

"Okay, fine. Maybe you're not in love with him, but... you're smitten just a little bit."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too infinity."

Liz rolls her eyes. "If I was smitten with him, don't you think I'd be just a little bit more upset about him getting hitched to a fake-British gold digger?"

"You're bitter. That's close enough. Liz, you told him -- hell, you begged him -- not to marry her."

"Yeah, because she's a phony! Because she's a phony and she's gonna steal his money and have him whacked." Liz narrows her eyes. "I bet she would have ties to the mafia. She seems like the type."

Jenna rolls her eyes right back. "Liz, you have got to stop this."

"Liz! You have got to stop this!"

Liz spins and sees Jack's high-strung assistant rushing into wardrobe, looking panicked. Then again, Jonathan always kinda looks like that. "Have you been eavesdropping?"

"What? I'm talking about the wedding! You've got to stop it."

Jenna raises her eyebrows. "You're in love with Jack, too?"

Jonathan, bless him, doesn't play into Jenna's teasing. He just glares and snaps, "He deserves so much better!" and then turns back to Liz, grasps her arms, and... it kinda hurts. For a little twig of a thing, he's strong. Lowly, voice filled with conviction, he tells her, "I know you've got doubts about this, too. I know that you saw Phoebe with someone else. And I know that--"

"She's not British," Liz finishes, and raises her eyebrows as Jonathan's eyes just about pop out of his head. "That's not what you were going to say?"

Jonathan shakes his head slowly, still gripping her arms, and then reiterates, "You've got to stop this from happening. She is going to annihilate Jack."

"Do you think she has ties to the mafia too?"

It's at that point that Jenna rolls her eyes and excuses herself, and Liz only waves to her for a second before becoming immersed in her conversation with Jonathan again. "I want to stop this, Jonathan, I told Jack not to marry her a week ago and he just accused me of being in love with him!" She makes a face and blows a raspberry.

Jonathan furrows his eyebrows, like he's confused. Did she stutter? Or did he think that was totally preposterous too? "You're... not?"

"What? No!" She wrenches her arms out of his grasp. Everyone's insane. Why is she always the straight-woman to all these wackos around her?

"Oh. Huh. I always thought you were."

"Well, I'm not, so let's just move past it. How the hell are we supposed to stop this, Jonathan? It's happening in just a few hours. Jack is going to be down to get us in like ten minutes!"

"I don't know," he sighs, and for a second Liz feels kinda bad for the kid. Because he is very obviously in love with Jack, whereas she obviously is not. So. Yeah, she feels bad for him. That has to hurt.

"Jonathan, Lemon, there you are!" Jack rushes in, decked out in his full tuxedo, holding what looks like part of a flower in his hand. "The limo's waiting outside, and we're all set to go."

"Where's Phoebe?" Liz feels the need to ask, even though she's sure it's pretty obvious in her voice that she doesn't care. If Phoebe fell off a cliff randomly, she'd pretty much be okay with it. Or had her stupid hollow bones crushed by a gust of wind blowing on her too hard or something. Liz kinda smiles evilly at the thought, but luckily Jack doesn't catch it.

"She's at the church, getting ready. Here..." He holds out the flower, and it's then that Liz realizes it's a boutonniere. "Lemon, can you please..."

"Oh, sure!" She takes it from him, and it's really kinda pretty. It's a creme cala lily with a pin attached. She reaches up to his lapel and tries to remember the last time she did this. The one time she went to prom she was pretty sure her mom pinned her date's boutonniere on for him. So. How the hell was she going to do this?

Liz furrows her brows and decides to just get it on there the best way she knows how, and peeks up to see Jack smirking at her. "What?"

"Have you ever done this before, Lemon?"

"Nope, but I'm all ya got, so... there." She tries not to blush at her choice of words, but... what does it matter, anyway? So, maybe Jack thinks she's in love with him. She's not. At all. So. Big dumb deal. "Here, I think I got it."

Jack touches his lapel and looks down at his boutonniere, and one hand finds her hip just innocently as she stands in front of him, trying to readjust the way the lily's facing. Liz kinda jumps and sucks in her breath. Maybe Jack rubbed his shoes on some really staticky carpet or something, because she kinda felt a weird little shock when he touched her there.

"That will do, thank you Lemon."

"You're welcome." She steps away before he gets any more ideas about her being in love with him.

He holds out his arm and gives her a smile, and it almost looks... smug. She wants to yell at him to knock it off, because hello? She's not in love with him. As much as he'd probably like her to be, she's just... not. Really.

She decides to show him. She loops her arm through his like it's no big deal and flounces forward. She hears Jack chuckling at her just a little on their way out, and she looks over her shoulder at Jonathan. They exchange a look before he grabs her puny little bridesmaid bouquet and follows them out.


The limo ride is... kind of awkward. Jack smiles like a big dumb idiot the whole time, gushing about the honeymoon they've got planned (Paris again, how original of them), and he pontificates on how Phoebe will look in her wedding dress. Meanwhile, Liz pretends to sound enthused and happy for him but she really couldn't care, and Jonathan keeps looking at her nervously, like he might want to jump out the window just to escape having to sit through the hellish ordeal this is sure to be.

Liz doesn't know what the hell she's supposed to do. She wants Jack to be happy, but she knows that Phoebe is going to kill him. Or drain him of all his money. Or both. If she speaks up, and says something in the middle of the wedding, Jack will assume she's in love with him. So will everyone else. But apparently everyone else thinks that already, so would she really be embarrassing herself that much?

They get to the church and Jack pretty much jumps out of the limo like an eager little boy and runs inside. Liz and Jonathan are much slower to follow, both kinda wishing they could hide in the bushes until the whole thing's over. "You need to say something during the ceremony," he hisses as they go inside, and Liz wonders for a sec if he's clairvoyant or something.

"If I say something, everyone's going to think I'm in love with Jack. And I'm not." Maybe if she says it enough, they'll believe it.

Obviously Jonathan doesn't, because he just kinda looks at her. "Okay." Then he leans close, like he's got this big enormous secret. "Don't tell anyone I told you this, but... Jack has made it very clear -- to me, anyways -- since the beginning, that you... mean a lot to him."

Liz makes a face, because what? "What?"

"From the moment the two of you met it's been obvious that he's very taken with you. There's adoration in his eyes sometimes, when he looks at you. So if you spoke up and said something... even if you're not in love with him... it might get him to listen."

"I'm not going to lie to Jack."

"Never said you had to, did I?" Jonathan raises his eyebrows pointedly and goes into the church.

Liz just makes a face at him behind his back and follows, bumping into Colleen Donaghy on the way. "Oh, sorry!"

"Elizabeth!" Liz winces as her arm is grabbed. Hard. "Darling... please tell me this is not happening."

Liz chuckles nervously and gets a good look at Jack's mom. She's wearing dark glasses and all black -- like she's going to a funeral. It makes her wonder if she's going to have another heart attack to prevent Jack from going through with this wedding. "Oh, it's happening."

"You don't like her either, I know it." Colleen shakes her head. "He can't marry her. He just can't. I will not have my son married to some bony British harpie."

Liz can't help but smile. It's moments like this that she pretty much loves Jack's mom. Colleen must catch the smile on her face because she chuckles and reaches out to pull Liz randomly into a hug, "Aww, honey." Over her shoulder, Colleen whispers in her ear, "He should be marrying you."

"Oh." Liz pulls away and makes a face, waving dismissively. "Well..."

"You're perfect for him, darling, I can tell. He needs someone like you to balance him out before that Donaghy insanity gets the best of him. He needs someone smart that's not after him for his money, and he for once needs to chase after someone for something other than looks."

Liz frowns. "Um... thanks."

"And you're there for him when he needs you, and even when he doesn't. And you don't even want to know how often your name has come up in conversation. He loves you, Elizabeth, not that British chippie. A mother knows these things. If only he could wise up and quit being such a dumbass."

Liz just kinda smiles, because she doesn't know what else to do. Then Jack's mother is gripping her hands and pulling her arms out away from her body, looking up and down at the dress.

She flicks Liz's tummy for just a second and cocks an eyebrow. "Now... can we talk about this hideous thing she's making you wear?"

Liz can't help but laugh. Yeah, she really likes Jack's mom.


Liz manages to avoid Phoebe until the ceremony, and pretty soon she and Jonathan are walking arm-in-arm down the aisle. Liz tries hard not to look at Jack standing at the altar. "So?" Jonathan hisses at her quietly. "Have you figured out what you're going to do yet?"

"No, and I don't know that I'm going to do anything," she hisses back, faking smiles for all the guests that turn around to watch them. She sees Jenna raising her eyebrows and smirking, and she sees Tracy with his wife Angie, his arm slung over the back of the pew, both of the looking incredibly bored. "I mean... Phoebe somehow makes Jack happy. Who am I to get in the way of that?"

"You're his best friend, Liz! You have to do something!"

"I'm his what? No I'm not."

"Yes. You are. Trust me. Jack doesn't spend as much time with anybody as he does with you. You have to be the one to help him out of this."

Liz sighs and feigns a smile along with Jonathan for the photographer, and they part ways when they reach the altar. Liz immediately ducks her head and pretends like her flowers are super fascinating just so she doesn't have to look at Jack. The one time she does catch his eye, he smiles at her like he's insanely happy, and... it kinda makes her heart hurt. But she's not exactly sure why, since she's not in love with him.

Then Phoebe's coming down the aisle and Liz doesn't hurt anymore. Now she's kinda filled with a blinding rage, especially when Phoebe smiles all sweetly at Jack like she loves him so much and... ugh, whatever she's such a stupid phony jerk. Liz's eyes go to Jack's mom in the front row, who is sitting with eyes closed, muttering to herself. So either she's... praying for Phoebe's eternal damnation, or she's putting a hex on her. Liz is pretty okay with either scenario.

The ceremony starts and Liz feels this weird lump in her throat. Like she's sad or something. Or maybe she's getting a cold. Yep, that's gotta be it. The vows are stupid and sentimental and make her kinda want to barf. From the look on Jonathan's face as Jack and Phoebe read them to each other, he'd really like to barf too. At one point he rolls his eyes at her behind Jack's back and she has to keep from giggling. Maybe Jonathan's not so bad after all.

Then the priest gets to the part where he goes, "Speak now or forever hold your peace." And oh crap, she's supposed to say something.

Jonathan is looking at her in that panicky way that he has... Jack's mother is looking at her on the edge of her seat (literally)... Jenna is staring at her with raised eyebrows... and hell, even Jack quirks his eyebrows, like he's challenging her.

But anything she could say gets stuck.

So the priest moves on. "Then by the powers vested in me--"

"Wait!" Liz shouts suddenly and takes a step forward.

A collective gasp sounds throughout the church and Liz kinda wants to glare and tell them all to shut up. She looks at Jonathan and he looks ecstatic. Then she looks at Jack and he looks... well, he doesn't look surprised. Phoebe looks furious, and that's actually kinda funny. But Liz knows this is no time for laughing. "Jack, please don't do this. You can't marry her." She points at Phoebe quickly, who looks like she desperately wants to say something. "Don't you dare say anything." She shoves right past her and walks right up to Jack.

Liz has no idea what's come over her. She just sees the looks on everyone's faces (well... Jenna, Jonathan, and Colleen) and knows that she has to do whatever it takes to stop this train wreck of a wedding. "Jack, she doesn't love you, she loves your money. And okay, maybe you're right!" She throws her hands up in the air in an exaggerated shrug and kind of inadvertently tosses her flimsy little bouquet over her head. "Maybe I am infatuated with you. Maybe I'm even in love with you, Jack. But it's not for your money, and it's not for your power, okay?" She takes one last step into him and grabs his lapels. "It's for just you."

She kisses him before anything else can be said, and another gasp fills the church. She just barely feels Jack's lips respond, just barely feels his hands touch her waist before she's yanked back and away from him... by Phoebe. "What the hell is your problem?!" she shouts, and there's not even a trace of that stupid British accent. It's all American.

And Liz's stomach is still somersaulting from the fact that she actually kissed Jack, but... it seems to be somersaulting more with the realization that Phoebe has just dug her own grave. The shock on Jack's face makes her kinda feel bad, because... he seriously never saw it coming because he was so happy. "Phoebe..." he murmurs. "Your accent."

Phoebe's got that deer-in-the-headlights look and Liz would totally be enjoying the hell out of it if she wasn't so concerned for Jack right now. As if sensing that Phoebe might attack Liz, Jack tucks her behind him and steps toward his phony fiancee. "Liz was right, wasn't she?"

"She's a bloody daft wanker!" Phoebe shouts, and Liz kinda can't help giggling a little behind Jack's back, because... come on, that was so fake.

Jack's breathing really hard now like he might want to punch something, or... swear if he wasn't in "God's house" or whatever. Liz can see his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides, and she feels like maybe she should reach out and squeeze his hand, but... she doesn't. She's caused enough of a scene already.

"Phoebe, you've lied to me this whole time. You're not even English. What else don't I know about you?"

"What do you expect, Jack?" Phoebe shoots back, in her American accent. "You knew me for a day before you popped the question. You did this to yourself."

Jack fumes silently for another second before he takes off, stomping down the aisle and out of the church. Phoebe sets her sharp glare on Liz and Liz is in no mood for it. But Jonathan jumps on her before she can say anything.

"How dare you lie to Jack like that! He puts up with so much and he doesn't need fake-British gold-digging hussies, just--"

"Jonathan!" Liz has to grab his arms to keep him from physically attacking Phoebe. As amusing as it'd be to see little Jonathan snap every stupid hollow bone in Phoebe's stupid body... this is neither the time nor the place.

She steers him outside and makes him lean against the side of the church, where he automatically takes deep breaths. So he's had little outbursts before. That's... great. At least he knows how to handle them. Liz leaves him there and decides she'd better look for Jack before he gets drunk and... tries to pick up a hooker again. She is not going to carry around a hooker again. Just... no. Not gonna happen.

It doesn't take her long; all she has to do is walk around to the back of the church and there he is, sitting on a wooden bench overlooking a small man-made pond. He's sitting very still, hands in his lap, and he's just staring out at the pond. She steps up just behind the bench and hears his voice. "I should've listened to you, Lemon."

Seriously, how the hell does he sense her like that without turning around? And how does he render her completely speechless like that by telling her that she was essentially right? All she can say is, "Are you okay?"

She moves around the bench to sit beside him, keeping a safe distance of a few inches. She braces her hands on the bench and looks over at him, still awaiting his response.

After a few moments of silence, he nods... just barely. "Yes," he murmurs. "I'm fine."

No he's not. "You don't seem fine."

"I just..." He sighs, and for a moment Liz realizes she's never seen Jack look this broken. Except when she asked him that 'marry, boff, kill' question about Bianca. "I keep making bad decisions, Lemon. You'd think at this stage in my life I'd have everything in place. I'd be able to find a woman that just... loves me. That puts up with my stupid crap and loves me in spite of it."

Liz glances down at her lap, her own words coming back to her; that maybe she was in love with him, but not for his money or his power -- just for him. "Jack... what I said--"

"I know you didn't mean it, Lemon. I know." He pats her hand, and the motion is so sweet and earnest, it... makes her really unbelievably sad.

She can't stop herself from squeezing his hand. "Look, Jack. You're a great guy." She angles her body toward him and watches him shake his head. She insists, "You are. I mean, you're thoughtful, and you're kind... for the most part. And you seem to be a really romantic guy. I mean... all those gifts you get for your girlfriends? I wish I had a guy that did that kind of stuff with me. I've never had that. And, I mean... you're handsome. Jack. You're a... a good looking guy, and I really care about you, and someday you're going to--"

Jack surprises her completely by leaning in and capturing her lips suddenly... sweetly. Liz sucks in a deep breath through her nose as her eyes snap shut and her eyebrows fly up. It's completely different than the hurried kiss she laid on him in the church to stop him. It's, like... romantic. Jack angles his body toward her and lays his arm over the back of the bench before wrapping it around her. His other hand goes to her face, and the backs of his fingers stroke down her cheek gently -- lovingly? -- and Liz hears herself sigh.

She can't believe that she's actually enjoying kissing Jack... that her heart is fluttering... that he's being so gentle and sweet with her. Almost like he... loves her or something. Weird, right?

By the time they pull away, both of Jack's hands are on her face and Liz's hands are over his wrists. Their foreheads meet, and Liz takes a deep breath to calm the butterflies before she opens her eyes. What she sees just sends them into a frenzy again.

Jack's staring at her in... shock or awe, she's not sure which one. Kinda like he's found something he had no clue that he lost. His mouth twitches slightly like he wants to say something. Liz would kinda like to say something to, but... what the hell do you say after something like that? What had she been talking about anyway before he kissed her?

It's even harder to remember when Jack leans in again and she leans to meet him, because then they're kissing again and it's really hard to have a coherent thought when you're being kissed this well. Like, this may be the greatest kiss. Of all kisses. Ever. In the history of kisses. But no way in hell will she ever tell Jack this.

And okay, maybe she's smitten with him a little. A lot. Maybe she was upset about him marrying Phoebe for reasons other than Phoebe being a stupid jerk. And maybe, begrudingly, she loves him just because he's him.

Not like she'll ever tell him this. He'll have to pry it out of her with either medieval torture, or... maybe really good sex. She shudders anxiously at the thought, and Jack breaks away again, smiling at her.

His thumb strokes her cheek and Liz kinda wishes he didn't make her feel this melty. And she really wishes he didn't know that he makes her feel this melty.

What he says next, in that low honeyed rasp of his (that yeah, okay, fine, is kinda sexy) makes her heart jump straight into her throat. "Marry me, Liz."

Her first instinct is to say yes, but... that's just... bonkers. What's wrong with her? She kisses him again and really loves that it already feels so familiar, like they've been kissing each other all along, for years. When they pull away again, his forehead leans against hers, and she shakes her head against him, eyes still closed. "No."


He sounds like such a little kid that it makes her giggle. Yes, giggle. Shut up, she can giggle if she wants. She leans back and smirks at him. "Buy me dinner sometime first and we'll see how that goes."

"Fair enough."


{x-posted to 30_rock and jack_liz}
Tallymusical_junkie on July 20th, 2007 09:03 pm (UTC)
Yay for Queen references.
And the M.A. thing.
Just like Marie Antoinette, Liz kinda wants the same fate to befall Phoebe. Because if she had the opportunity without getting in trouble, she'd totally guillotine her ass.

Well okay, maybe that's harsh. Maybe Liz has been thinking too much about guillotines since Jenna made her watch Marie Antoinette. Five times. In a row. It was kinda brutal.

I love Jack's mom!!
a.: L; i wish you'd take a walkregalish on July 24th, 2007 03:38 pm (UTC)
Bwahahaha! Thanks so much, glad ya liked it!

Had to drag Mama Donaghy into the mix because she's just way too delightfully brash. Hehe!
a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancyquietdecember on July 20th, 2007 10:11 pm (UTC)
Oh wow...
this is completely awesome... :D
everything is dead-on...
He just glares and snaps, "He deserves so much better!"
heehee and Jonathan is awesome!!
a.: P; she was winsome;regalish on July 24th, 2007 03:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm so thrilled you enjoyed this. It's what happens when I get bored at work, haha.

I love Jonathan, so I was just waiting to make him a larger part of a fic somewhere. ;D
Sadako Yamamuraanonymousgirl7 on July 20th, 2007 10:59 pm (UTC)
This is so awwww! fic , lovely. And really love your Colleen (no queer way)
a.: R/K; save me from myself;regalish on July 24th, 2007 03:41 pm (UTC)
Hehehe! Thank you so much!
meganp6 on July 21st, 2007 12:01 am (UTC)
First: Jacks mom is the greatest!
Second: You just made me love Jonathan even more!!

I loooooved this story! I received an email about a new post on your blog so there was I, expecting to see another chapter of Intoxicated Valentines and then the page loaded and there was a completely different story that made me fall in love with Jack all over again!! Bless you, Caroline! :)

Hope you post something soon!! When you write it only takes a couple of lines before we find ourselves 100% addicted!! Take care sweetie!

a.: J/L; why fight it nowregalish on July 24th, 2007 03:44 pm (UTC)
Haha! Thank you so much, Meg! I'm glad you enjoyed this fic -- I was super bored at work, so this perked me right up! I just love Jonathan AND Jack's mom, so I had to make sure they were an important part of this fic. I think what I love most about his mom is that she loves Liz so much, gwahaha. Because it probably freaks him out. Which is awesome.

And that's so sweet of you to say! I adore writing so much; it's my little escape from work stress and any kind of stress really. It just transports me into the heads of these characters, and I almost get to be the "puppet master" which is SO fun. I gotta keep them as the characters they normally are... I just make them do what I want :D

Thanks again!
thiswaltz on July 21st, 2007 12:23 pm (UTC)
Awwww That is the sweetest sweetest thing! *huggles it* really perfect ending. ^___^
a.: L; i learned the truth at seventeen;regalish on July 24th, 2007 03:46 pm (UTC)
Awww, thank you so so much! Everyone needs a little Jack/Liz fluff now and again, right? ;D
Cross Word: Jack and Lizgoodtoast on July 22nd, 2007 03:17 am (UTC)
Yes! Fluff! We can always use some more fluff! Especially hilarious fluff.

Because if she had the opportunity without getting in trouble, she'd totally guillotine her ass. *giggles madly* Yes, of course you would Liz.

So, I've decided my favourite thing about your Jenna is that she's entirely too blonde, obsessed with fashion, and rich men, but she's still kind, insightful and multi-dimensional. Not that canon!Jenna isn't these things, but we haven't gotten to see too much of her like that. I'd love to see her grow into the kind of girl you write.

And sheesh, can you make me fall in love with Jack any more? He's so sweet, and wonderful, and just ahhhhh.....*melts into a puddle on the floor*
a.: J/L; why fight it nowregalish on July 24th, 2007 03:50 pm (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much! I'm so thrilled to hear you enjoyed the fluff. I can't resist writing the Jack/Liz fluff. ;)

That's so sweet of you to say about my Jenna. I just love her so much; I love that she's superficial and shallow and all of this stuff that is so perfect for her "celebrity" status, but that underneath she loves Liz and actually does have a bit of a brain -- she just shows it when she wants to. I really hope they do develop her character more -- and I hope they make her drop Jack/Liz-ish hints to Liz more than what they did in Black Tie, hahaha.

Also, I LOVE JACK SO MUCH. I love him so much it required excessive use of the capslock function. I fully believe that he is very sweet and thoughtful underneath the sexist, kinda alpha-male stuff we've seen him do quite a bit. And all the gifts and stuff he gets for his "lady-friends" and all of that makes me believe he's very romantic. So, to sum up.... I LOVE HIM.

Hehe. Thanks again! :D
Miamiecsi_miamie126 on July 22nd, 2007 03:27 am (UTC)

Awww. Such fluffage makes me happy. I loved the idea that Liz stops the wedding. Haha! In your face you phoney!

Jonathan. God, his love is as obvious as Jack's fireworks fiasco. Heehee! He's begging for the wedding to stop!

She's wearing dark glasses and all black -- like she's going to a funeral. It makes her wonder if she's going to have another heart attack to prevent Jack from going through with this wedding. "Oh, it's happening."

(Your) Mama Donaghy rocks! Cheers to the head hen of the Jack/Liz ship!

You have,once again, given us a fic worthy of print outs.

a.: MB; and i'm your favorite doll;regalish on July 24th, 2007 03:52 pm (UTC)
Awww, thank you so so much! Hehehe. This was such a blast to write -- particularly because I got to drag Mama Donaghy and Jonathan into it, two of my favorite supporting characters. They're both so entirely delightful. Jonathan's overwhelming love for Jack will never cease to amuse me.

Glad you enjoyed this! More Jack/Liz to come! :D
stephen@charleneforever.com: 30 rock: jack/liz (and nut up!)michellek on July 26th, 2007 11:59 pm (UTC)
I don't know what bits to quote, as I love this fic entirely. It was very funny and adorable. And, oh man, I loved Colleen showing up in black. SO MUCH.
a.: J/L; my manners leave a lotregalish on August 8th, 2007 03:24 am (UTC)
Hehe, thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked this. And the Colleen in black was the VERY FIRST thing I'd thought of, before I even started writing this, HAHAHAHA. *shrug* It just seemed like her. ;D
Uther Pendragon's Loyal Wench: jack and liz blacktiefirthgal on July 28th, 2007 02:49 pm (UTC)
Oh, this was so incredibly sweet! I LOVE your Jonathan, he was great. And the moment where Liz was pinning the flower on Jack's jacket and he was just grinning at her, oh that made me girly giggle like crazy, such a cute moment. And Colleen is brilliant, naturally. That woman knows her stuff. And Liz stopping the wedding was written so perfectly, it's very Liz-ish to speak up at the last moment, and that kiss! Woo! I also love how even Jack was challenging her to stop the wedding. My favorite part? The moment on the bench. Broken Jack is so undeniably adorable, and there he is saying he wants a woman who loves him for him (after Liz had just told him she did) and he even gives her an out saying that he knew she didn't mean it. Aww, poor Jack. But then Liz reveals her feelings again, woohoo! And the kisses on the bench were so squee worthy and I absolutely love the bit of dialogue there, especially the part where he says, "Marry me, Liz." Squeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! I absolutely adored this story! Amazing writing, as always. And this was such a wonderful way to start my day, by the way!
a.: J/L; strange as it seemsregalish on August 8th, 2007 03:29 am (UTC)
Awwww, yay! Hehehehe. Glad you liked this, and I'm glad I could start your day with a little Jack/Liz. They're part of a complete breakfast, after all ;D

My very first thought before writing this fic was, "I HAVE to include Colleen. And she HAS to be in all black." LOLOL. I love broken Jack, too, so it was a necessity to include him as well.

Once again, I'm glad you enjoyed this! I'm hoping to come back to Jack/Liz (OR finally post a Kandy fic, LOL, not sure which one!) very very soon.

csiAngel: 30 Rock J/Lcsiangel on September 17th, 2007 09:18 pm (UTC)
How have I not read this sooner???

Brilliant! I love Liz's persistent insistence that she isn't in love with Jack - and that everybody else thinks (well, knows) that she is. Hee!

You're great at characterisation, I could see and hear the whole thing. It's so totally 30 Rock :-) Go you!
a.: J; look for the girl withregalish on October 1st, 2007 11:58 pm (UTC)
OMG I am such a jerk! LOL. I totally forgot this was sitting in my inbox, awaiting my reply. *fails*

I'm glad that you enjoyed this! One of the downsides of leaving my job? Now I won't get to use bouts of boredom between calls to write fics like this one, hahaha. Because yeah. This was a boredom-at-work fic :D

something holy used to love mehyacinthian on October 27th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
So I first read this fic like two months ago. TWO MONTHS AGO. This is an important fact to remember. I loved it (though sadly, didn't leave feedback, which, heh, sorry). But this fic is insane. In a good way and slightly odd way. Slightly odd way, you ask? I've never cared for Queen (apart for a handful of songs) and now, because of that ONE sentence in your fic which I read TWO MONTHS AGO I can't stop listening to "Killer Queen."

Yeah, I blame you. *points violently*
a.: jan; me i'm just a housewife;regalish on October 27th, 2007 04:09 am (UTC)
Hahahaha! You are awesome. *totally will take the blame*

I actually never listened to a lot of Queen (except "Bohemian Rhapsody" & stuff) until someone used "Killer Queen" in reference to one of the leading ladies from one of my OTPs (can't for the life of me remember which one now). I've been kind of obsessed ever since.

I'm glad you like the insanity of this fic. This, seriously, is what happened when I would get bored at work. My muse refused to stay bottled up during the workday. Which was great for fic productivity, but... not much else :D
I work, I function like i'm a girl.: jack/lizokelay on March 23rd, 2008 07:11 am (UTC)
i hadn't read this one! it's awesome! i can so see this happening
jack's mom is really cool. here at least.
great work!
a.: jack/liz; affectionregalish on March 27th, 2008 10:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked this. I spent the better part of a workday writing this (oops! hahaha) because the idea just wouldn't leave me alone. That and I wanted to bring back Mama Donaghy ;D

Thanks again!
modernaudreymodernaudrey on June 27th, 2008 02:47 am (UTC)
Go Liz. Phoebe is a stupid jerk.

"Kinda like he's found something he had no clue that he lost."
This is the line that really got me. I loved the whole fic, but that line completely changed it from awesome story, to story that I will read over and over. Does that make sense? At all? Anyway, I loved it:)

Also...Jonathan! I get that you wrote this partially to showcase Colleen, but Jonathan totally stole the spotlight for me. "He puts up with so much!" Much as I hate to resort to net-speak...lmao!

Thanks for the awesomeness.
crazybitchcrazybtich on July 29th, 2008 05:43 am (UTC)
"I just..." He sighs, and for a moment Liz realizes she's never seen Jack look this broken. Except when she asked him that 'marry, boff, kill' question about Bianca. "I keep making bad decisions, Lemon. You'd think at this stage in my life I'd have everything in place. I'd be able to find a woman that just... loves me. That puts up with my stupid crap and loves me in spite of it."

Liz glances down at her lap, her own words coming back to her; that maybe she was in love with him, but not for his money or his power -- just for him."

This was about the point where my heart actually started to hurt. Not many fics can do that but my God, this fic was so good, it did. I can't help it, I love hurt!Jack waaaaaaaaaaay too much.
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full moon pills got me out on the street at nightswing_set13 on February 4th, 2009 04:16 pm (UTC)
Awesome and sweet! So many people wanted to hurt Pheobe, makes me wonder if she really does have bird bones...hmmm...It was a real treat to read.