[Tori]

<sub>Vivi spun in front of the mirror, admiring how the skirt of her dress flared out. It looked stunning on her, the intricately beaded fabric hugging her thin frame just right. Today was the day she would finally tie the knot, the day that would mark the beginning of the rest of her life, side-by-side with the best thing that had ever happened to her. It was barely minutes until the wedding and her heart was racing so fast she feared it would jump out of her chest. It was so close she could taste it.

Gently, she slipped into her dainty heels and turned to face her bridesmaids in their flowing pale green dresses. This was it. She couldn't wait to finally be his wife.

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[MythicDusk]

The golden lucain paced the front of the makeshift aisle, whining and sniffing around the trees that bowed over to make a kind of doorway. The arch that flowers were tangled into gave a soft rustle as the wind gusted lightly through them, making the lucain jump and yelp, obviously able to sense the tension in the air. A young woman, wearing her usual clothing of band t-shirts, hoodie and jeans, but strangely barefoot on the soft grass reached up and grabbed the much taller male's tie. "Blaidd, hold still, you hair's a mess." She sighed, making him sit in one of the chairs, teasing his hair into somewhat-neatness. "Mom." Blaidd sighed, looking up at him, a delicate pink flower in his waistcoat, his silver eyes overjoyed. "Mom, my hair's always a mess." He grinned, Shy tapped him scoldingly on the nose. "It isn't gonna be in a mess on your big day now, is it?" She chuckled and Blaidd smiled. "No ma'am." Shy grinned wider, allowing him to stand. "Good boy." She then turned to the pacing golden lucain. "Heel, Monty!" She shouted and the lucain perked it's head and ears, trotting to her side, looking up at her with his large, golden eyes, rubbing against her legs, his mouth wide and panting. "Good boy." She grinned, grabbing one of his wingblades and wriggling it gently. Monty wagged his tail harder, and Shy drew out a large brush. "Now c'mere boy, we need to get you ready." At this, Monty whined lightly and sped off, Shy crying out after him, the brush held in her mouth as she ran after him, calling to him every so often.

At this scene, Blaidd began to laugh, a grin splitting his face as he turned to someone who walked up behind him, brandishing a dickie bow. Blaidd sighed and turned up his chin, allowing the designer to remove the tie and apply the bow. Upon closer inspection, his suit was of a much nicer quality, possibly silk, his shirt having a ever so slightly pink tint to it. "Thank you, Miss Thomas." The woman simply smirked, her green eyes flashing. "Ah, if only I was a few years younger." At this, Blaidd flushed, turning a full 180 to watch Monty being wrestled into submission, having himself being groomed, trembling lightly until Shy calmed him.

[Tori]

<sub>Not long after the bridesmaids had left for the park, Vivi's limousine rolled into the gravel driveway and the driver's side door popped open. She trotted forward from the doorway, meeting the driver halfway with a tight embrace.

Henry looked strange in his human form, probably because she was used to seeing him as a humongous Hollowheart. In this form, he looked older than she thought he was, practically old enough to be her father. He was her closest friend, her mentor, her therapist, her chauffeur, and now he was giving her away at her wedding.

He held her at arms length and gave her what she imagined to be the look of a father to his most cherished child, tears forming at the corners of his pale green eyes as he looked her over. She pulled him into an embrace yet again. No words needed to be spoken. He was so, so proud of her, and he always would be.

Are you sure you're ready for this? he whispered into her mind, giving her a slight squeeze.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

With that, they headed toward the limousine and began the quiet drive to the park, where her fiancé waited.

They didn't speak during the entire drive. To say she had butterflies in her stomach would be an understatement; they swarmed through her entire body, making her hands tremble so hard that she had to keep them folded between her knees to keep them still. Was she nervous? Probably, but she was more excited than anything.

When they arrived at the park, Henry rounded the car to help her out. He gently locked his arm through hers, placing a rough hand on her dainty fingers, and they started toward their destination.

All of Viv's friends were in attendance, beaming proudly at her as she approached the beginning of the aisle. She caught sight of her beautiful Blaidd, Shy, and her jolly golden 'cain, and tears of happiness welled in her eyes. She had found love, but had also found family.

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[MythicDusk]

Having changed into slightly more formal clothes, being a dress suit, the jacket delicately embroidered, her hair neatened and straightened, her glasses in her breast pocket, Shy couldn't help but smile, bowed lightly to hold Monty's brown leather collar, listening to him whine gently. She hushed him into silence, stroking his head gently, her hands trailing across his neck and shoulders before rubbing under his chin. His trembling quietened and he pressed into her legs, unused to all the people. Blaidd, on the other hand, looked almost frightened, and then he looked up to watch his fiancée approaching them. He fought every urge to run to her, to hold her tightly in his arms, to never let her go. He shifted his stance slightly, biting his bottom lip as he shook out his hands, sighing lightly to try and calm himself.

"Easy boy..." Shy murmured to the lucain at her feet, before she moved to sit down, allowing the cain to crawl under her seat, where she reached to pet him softly. She could hear a murmuring from Blaidd's side of the aisle, questioning the purpose of the lucain, who quickly silenced themselves as Shy shot them a venomous glare.