Cora Hale (
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Entry tags:
- allison argent,
- bonnie bennett,
- cami o'connell,
- caroline forbes,
- cora hale,
- derek hale,
- elena gilbert,
- fiona o'malley,
- isaac lahey,
- jason nakagawa,
- jordan parrish,
- klaus mikaelson,
- landon cale,
- laura hale,
- leah o'malley,
- liam dunbar,
- lydia martin,
- malia hale,
- matt donovan,
- melissa mccall,
- nadia kirsanov,
- nik kirsanov,
- peter hale,
- scott mccall,
- sheriff stilinski,
- ship: derek/fiona,
- ship: isaac/malia,
- ship: jason/laura,
- ship: klaus/cami,
- ship: landon/liam,
- ship: matt/elena,
- ship: parrish/lydia,
- ship: peter/nadia,
- ship: scott/allison,
- ship: sheriff/melissa,
- ship: stiles/cora,
- ship: thomas/talia,
- ship: tyler/caroline,
- stiles stilinski,
- talia hale,
- thomas cartwright,
- tyler lockwood,
- verse: spamalot,
- victor kirsanov
Pre-Ceremony
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Which is why Stiles has recruited Liam to do him a very big favor. He had a digital camera and he was bored, and he had sat on the bed, half dressed and took a few photos of himself in his shirt, boxers, bowtie hanging over his shoulders. It was obvious someone else was taking them, but it showed him just fooling around with the guys and getting ready. Then in the little journal he wrote to her,
So since I'm not allowed to see you for a few hours, I thought I would let you know that I'm alive. I maaaay be a bit hung over, but Jason totally took care of the dehydration. Totally Klaus' fault, for the record. But I'm sitting here, thinking about just how lucky I am, and how by the end of the night this dream I've had since I was seventeen is finally going to come true. How we're finally going to be married and starting a family. We took a really, really big detour getting here, but we're here and this is the best day of my life. And I know you're busy getting primped and made over under probably enough layers of fabric that I'm going to have a hard time getting you out of later, but I just wanted to say hi and tell you that I love you. See you at the alter!
you better be there, missyAnd Liam, being the junior groomsman and, as Scott had dubbed him, the personal valet of the groom, ran across the distance between Peter and Talia's house and went to deliver the camera and journal to Cora.
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"It's bad luck, Stiles!"
Yep, that's it. That's all he gets.
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"Malia, stop terrorizing the poor child," Lydia chides as she keeps adding to Cora's make up.
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"I have a delivery for Aunt Cora."
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The Wedding
The Wedding
Cora was his last, his little angel that he had hurt so much, and when worked hard to fix and have that relationship with her again. He had become more protective of her over the years than the other pups, wanting to never let her think that he didn't love her. He would keep trying to prove that to her until the day he died.
"Baby girl, it's time." he finally spoke, smiling at her.
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She's going to be Stiles's wife forever. She only gets today to be a bride.
Once she's sure everything's settling the way she wants it to, she takes that breath, lets her shoulders settle, before turning to face him again. "Okay. Let's go."
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And he will walk with her on his arm along the fabric path leading from the house to the ceremony.
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Reception - First Dance
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And it's totally not told to the bride. Because it's a surprise, okay?
So when the DJ is cuing up the PLANNED intro music to introduce the couple, Stiles had mentioned that he left something in the bathroom and will be right back and hasn't returned yet. And as the groomsmen and the bridesmaids head in, leaving the door closed behind them, Cora is going to find herself alone in the hallway at the door.
Well, her and Liam. Liam, the junior groomsman who has the biggest job of all at the moment. DON'T LET CORA LEAVE THE HALLWAY.
He's just grinning though, because he knows what's coming. He's watched Stiles working with Landon on the dancing. So he goes to stand next to his aunt who he's actually the same height as now, and grins. "You okay, Aunt Cora?"
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She glances around for a moment, before turning back to Liam, confused. "Have you seen Stiles?"
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She sounds dubious because she knows her husband and she knows he's up to something but she'll wait. For now. It'd be weird if she went into her own wedding without her husband.
"Fine."
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The music in the room would change, and Cora would hear Scott and Isaac at the door grabbing the two handles and opening it as they both broke into chanting. Yes, they were both smirking. Their jackets were off, sleeves rolled up and their ties were on their heads like headbands.
"Just remember, you married him," Liam pointed out, motioning her to enter as everyone was on their feet, clapping in time to the chanting as Stiles cheered them on before turning to his wife.
"I can't stop this feeling
Deep inside of me
Girl, you just don't realize
What you do to me..."
He started to sing, actually on key, also sans jacket but his tie is just loosened. He's holding the mic, focusing just on her. He came close, taking her hand with one of his own, but he's not about to start dancing with her just yet...
"When you hold me
In your arms so tight
You let me know
Everything's all right..."
He guides her to the center of the dance floor, twirling her once before getting her there, getting her a few feet away before he goes to run and slide on his knees in front of her as he finishes with,
"I... I hiiii, hiiii.... I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me!"
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Reception - Dancing & Mingling
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"So, keeping with the traditional dance requirement of a wedding, we have a few dances to get started with to work off some room for the cake. First up - the Daddy/Daughter dance. So Thomas Hale, come on down!"
Thomas laughed, going to stand up slowly. "Hope you picked a slow song for me, angel. Not so light on my feet anymore."
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She takes his hand as they make their way out onto the dance floor and the opening song begins to play. Cora doesn't dwell on the words that much and just steps into her father's arms, getting ready to enjoy their dance together.
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"Have I told you how beautiful you look today, angel?"
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Reception - Speeches
You Don't Have to Go Home, But You Can't Stay Here...