The Day. The Drama. The...love, we hope.

[morphitudinous]

Who: Ronnae, Billy, and various wedding guests!
Where: In Light's Hope Chapel, with party to follow at the Drunken Dragon Tavern.
What: Two are getting married. Will someone faint from shock? Will anything break? Will it be a happy night? Stay tuned!

After preparation, anticipation, and vivid memories of nights they won't soon forget, Ronnae and Billy are finally ready for a little ceremony.'Little' was what they had in mind, but there was a chance it could end up being a relative term.

The location was the Light's Hope Chapel in the City, a tiny little place with enough memorial statues and open space to give a majestic, hopeful atmosphere. There were no singing birds or bright skies, just a little shelter from the world in which to have a dedication as lifemates. That would be more than enough for them.

What were the right words to say? The ins and outs of dancing? The foods on the table? Theyd' find out soon enough, creating a day to remember. Whether that remembrance was fairy-tale sweet or a simple overcoming of the odds would remain to be seen.

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[morphitudinous]

"We're cute friends?" Billy asked, slightly confused. Great, just what he needed. To scare her off even on their wedding day.

He shook his head. "It's okay! Everyone's more emotionally observant than usual today, it's to be expected."

[purplephilic]

Nokosi shrugged his shoulders and offered a lopsided smile to signal his unspoken 'I don't know, either'. Before she had a chance to scurry off, however, he roped her back in by sliding an arm around the much shorter girl's shoulders.

"That's as much cake as you want to eat?" he questioned, then reached out to grab the edge of her plate.

[shiest_sunbeam]

"N-no! I s-said these were for the guests, not m-me!" she squeaked out as she was dragged back to the group. Gods damn it Nokosi can't you see she's trying to run away! Sheesh!

[morphitudinous]

Billy knew better than to laugh. He smiled gently at her, picking up another small bite of cake to nibble on.

"I was going to suggest that you feed him, but it's too late for that isn't it."

They were doing the tradition entirely the wrong way. He didn't care.

[purplephilic]

"Actually, I didn't mean that this," he said, gently pulling the plate from her hand. "Was for you. I meant, was that small piece of cake Billy fed you all that you were going to eat?" the elf questioned, raising a brow as he did.

"If not, I will gladly stuff my face alongside you if it makes you feel any better," Nokosi said, then opened his mouth.

[shiest_sunbeam]

"Ah, well, no, it wasn't I just...." Needed a breather Nokosi! "N-nevermind." she finally replied and slowly took a piece of cake. Ronnae moved it from the plate and placed it near Nokosi's mouth, obviously very red faced still and her eyes drifted a bit to the side.

Why are you putting her on the spot like that?

[morphitudinous]

Billy's smile was smaller than Ronnae's had been, but he was happy all the same. He wouldn't voice his thoughts: he was sure they could guess them already.

It's strangely endearing. Ronnae was correct---they both were.

"Choo choo?"

[purplephilic]

It's because he loves you, obviously! Also? He noticed that side-glance, you know.

Nokosi took a large bite of the cake and slowly chewed, then licked any remaining frosting from his lips. He then leaned his head in close, mouth near her ear.

"It is a day for celebration, so celebrate a little. As I understand it, it is a day unlike any other and one you will not be able to repeat, as Billy is your one and only."

[shiest_sunbeam]

Nokosi... great job at making her flip her tray as she flailed, turn completely red faced and look like a deer caught in headlights from embarrassment. It's quite the sight, unfortunately not one she wanted to be in.

"I, s-sorry!" she replied quickly, picking up the tray and placing it back on the table as she cleaned it. "I'll c-clean it up! S-sorry..." she said again as she took a napkin to try and clean the small bits and pieces of the cake that had been on the tray she was carrying.

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"Don't worry," Billy rushed to say, snatching up the nearest cloth he could find. He'd promise to wash them later, but there was now a mess to help clean. In a moment, he'd rolled his sleeves up and scrubbed a good half of the table.

"Believe me, this wasn't the worst thing that could happen. Back at home, every time I appeared in the general vicinity of a cake, someone would fall into it without fail."

He smiled hopefully at her. Come on, Ronnie, cheer up!