Wedding crashers

The city has been quiet for a few days. You would think that is for the best but that always put me on edge. Today I was taking a chance to work on my motorcycle. It was sounding a little off and having it explode while a building is coming down would be a little inconvenient. That is when I got a text. It was from an unknown number. A picture then one of the most baffling requests I had ever had sent to me were announced over my speaker. ’Can you come to my sister’s wedding with me. My ex is also invited, and I don’t want to show up as a total loser.’ I had to pause what I was doing and blink. How do you even answer something like that, from a random number no less. The way I walked over to the bench here my phone was sitting, it looked like I was in a trance. Come to find out that it was the super villain that puts the city into fear and constant anxiety. And this man had the audacity to find my phone number and ask me to his sister’s wedding to show up his ex? I had to just stand there and look at my phone for a few minutes. I looked around, pinched myself and looked back at the phone. I had so many questions that I didn’t know how I would be able to ask them all. ’When is the wedding?’ Why, WhY, WHY!!! Why was the one that I started with. Before I could delete it, it was seen. ’In three days. I can pick you up at 10am outside your gate.’ … ‘how did you possible find where I live and what my number is? Don’t you have a building to blow up?’ ‘I do not, I’m busy getting ready for this wedding. I have been trying to get all the table placements all worked out. Do you have the time to come or not?’ ‘That still doesn’t explain how you got my number!’ I started to go inside the house I felt like I had to sit down. Normally I don’t wear a mask, it gets in the way. The city gave me a very nice house with a large yard and good security to keep all the normal creeps out. Finding my address was not impossible. But all personal information has been scrubbed, and they have a system to make sure all the information gets taken out as soon as posted. So, someone, specifically the man who keeps blowing up buildings and bursting pipes and poisoning water and just trying to do the most damage possible. At this man now has my very private phone number. ‘I got it from my brother. I needed a date and said you were single. I figured if you wanted to leave early, I could rig something, so you have to go fix it. It’s only for five hours, we can leave right after the afternoon reception. Please be there?’ I tossed my phone at the couch before sitting down. The audacity. I waited there for a minute. It would be at least a few hours that I could keep an eye on him. If I say something about staying for the whole time it would be at least one day where I don’t have to worry about the city. ‘Fine, what colour do I wear?’ Instantly back, a shade of blue.’ He sent me a picture of the tie he had just in case I wanted to match. I’m sure I can find something in the same colour. I put it in my calendar when I needed to be down there and just sort of sat and stared at the wall. How did his brother get my number. There are three people who have my number. The city mayor, since this place is a hot spot. The national emergency service so I can go help anywhere when there is a natural disaster and my mother. Those are the three people, everyone else has an email that goes to an assistant. Some of them I get an automatic forward to like the group I go skiing with every year. So, I texted two of the three people, I doubt my mother would have given out my phone number to someone’s brother. Although she is still trying to find someone to be my friend no matter how many times, I say I have friends. The national emergency person texted that he had no idea who I was talking about. Fair, fine, alright. The mayor on the other hand had a very different response. ‘I didn’t know he would actually do it. Normally he is super to himself and closed off. I was shocked he said he would be coming at all. I figured he would be too scared to actually text you. I’m so sorry if he was creepy in any way.’ ‘Just slightly, um, did you also know that your brother is the guy who keeps tearing up your city?’ … ‘yeah, that makes a lot of sense. I’ll talk to him about texting you before he does anything. I have to go help with finding another caterer, the one we had just pulled out at the last minute. I can take to you next week about it if you stop by my office.’ And just like that I was ghosted. Both of the brothers were busy doing other things and I just had to trust them? Just Trust? I put on a movie and started playing a game on my phone. I needed a mental break before bed from all this. Maybe tomorrow I can go look for a dress. Something long and breezy since it was towards the end of summer and supposed to be warm outside. The truth was it has been a little annoying being so quiet. Every few days something is going to happen and if this information is correct, I was going to go for almost a full week without anything happening. I have a couple hobbies that I can do but nothing that would fill six days’ worth of my time. I guess I could go out and see if anyone needs help like a construction crew moving a few things. I have telepathy and telekinesis in minor forms. Telepathy helps when needing to calm down people or move large groups of people but only those I can see and if I use it too much, I get a headache. Telekinesis is pretty much the same thing where I can lift pretty heavy things but only if I focus and if I use it too much, I can get a headache. Going to this wedding would give me a break will keeping the boredom away at least.