spamalot } { of weddings and happily ever afters

[impetere]

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Pre-Ceremony | The Wedding | Reception - First Dance | Reception - Dancing and Mingling | Reception - Speeches | Goodbyes

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[fadingspark]

"Right. Yes, I must stay alive for the honeymoon." That evil grin broke out on his face, because yup, thinking about what they were going to spent most of that honeymoon doing.

[impetere]

She rolls her eyes at him before shoving him playfully. She knows what he's thinking (and she's not saying he's wrong), but that's not what they need right now. "Save it for the honeymoon, husband."

[fadingspark]

"Yes, Dear."

[impetere]

"Good boy." She finishes off her plate before sighing and leaning back in her seat. "So how much do we have left to do before our flight."

[fadingspark]

"I think we have to dance with our parents, have Scott embarrass me with a speach, cake, bouquet, garter, and then we can slip away and try to maybe sleep for an hour before we have to go back and get to the airport."

[impetere]

"Good. Then we have a list," she says with a nod. "I want some more of this dinner, though."

[fadingspark]

"Yes, eat before Scott starts talking. Otherwise we're going to end up choking on our food."

[impetere]

Her eyebrows go up a bit at that. "It's that bad, huh?"

[cluelesspuppy]

Scott walked over and smiled, a microphone in his hand. "Let's just say that last time, I had to have my speech approved by the bride. This time no such rule was imposed on me."

[impetere]

Cora sighs heavily. "Please don't make me regret that, Scott."

[cluelesspuppy]

"Too late now. I've already got the slideshow cued up."

"Slideshow?" Stiles' face paled.

Scott just grinned and motioned to the bartender. "He's going to need another round," he pointed at Stiles, and winked at his brother as he pushed away to head towards the DJ.

[impetere]

Cora just laughs as she leans back in her seat reaching over to give Stiles' hand a squeeze. "Maybe it won't be so bad."

[fadingspark]

The slideshow started with a picture of Scott dumping a bucket of sand over Stiles' head in preschool. Thankfully another flute of champagne arrived at the table at the same time and Stiles went to down it.

"Not so bad, huh?"

[impetere]

She laughs a bit, before leaning back with a smile. "Relax. It's not like anyone here doesn't know you."

[fadingspark]

"No, but my daughter is at an age where she will remember these things."

[impetere]

"Worried she'll use it against you later?"

[fadingspark]

"Of course I am. She's my daughter!"

[impetere]

She laughs. "She'll forget all about it soon enough. I'm sure of it."

[fadingspark]

"Let's hope so."

[impetere]

She smirks a bit, before leaning in to give him a kiss on the cheek. "By the time we get home, she'll have moved on to other things."

[fadingspark]

The kiss helps, making him smile. "Yeah, like what she's going to do with her cousins while we're on our honeymoon."

[impetere]

She laughs, before reaching up to smudge away the lipstick left behind. "I'm sure she'll have a blast."

[fadingspark]

"Maybe we'll get lucky and she won't want to come home right away, and we can extend our honeymoon a few extra days."

[impetere]

She laughs. "Let's not get your hopes up there. We're going to be gone a long time. I'm sure she'll miss you."

[fadingspark]

He looked out where Dina is with her cousins. "I know. And I'm going to miss her too. It'll be the first time I'm away from her for more than a night."