Isa would be quite nervous as she and her Bridesmaids would put the Finishing Touches on her Dress. She had decided on a Lovely Dress that was a Mix of a Kusarian Wedding Kimono and a traditional Western-style dress. It was a beautiful piece of work and would greatly complement her body, and would hug her figure without revealing too much. After all, her body was only for John to see. She would love him and was so happy that she would be becoming his wife. But parts of her were also still nervous; she didn't know why, as she had no reason for it. His Children loved her and had accepted her as their new mother; she had even had his Daughter Aiko as one of her Bridesmaids. And the Girl looked wonderful in her Bridesmaid Dress, she was sure that John would smile when he saw her like this. Isabella had made sure that her bridesmaids would look as good as she did. Isabella wasn't a Bridezilla who wanted to have her Bridesmaids look worse than the bride. She wanted to share this day with her friends and wanted everyone to look good and be happy.
Isabella: okay Ladies i wanted to thank you all for being here with me today. If it wasn't for you, I might get a heart Attack from how nervous I am. I mean, he is the Love of my life, and if I loved him a bit more, then I would surely have my heart give out. So to have all of you here to help me and calm my nerves really helps me.
She said and smiled as she got a glass of Champagne given by one of her friends. Isa wasn't really someone who drank much alcohol, but today she would be thankful for the Drink. And after all, thanks to her little roommate, she would not get drunk anyway. She would drink it down and enjoyed the lovely taste of the Drink and the Calming effect that it would have on her. As it was, Time Isa would be much calmer and smiled as Aiko put the Viel on her head. Isa would hug her quickly and thank her as she went on her way to the Chapple. She would smile with each step she took, as it was one step closer to spending the rest of her life with John. She would see the large Crowd of people in front of the Wedding Venue and was instantly nervous again. But then she would feel how Aiko took her hand and smiled. This would calm her nerves immensely. To feel the approval of Aiko was the reassurance that she needed; to see that John´s Child had accepted her as her mother and would support her was a huge morale boost for her.
Now that all of the important people were in place, the wedding could begin. Isa would walk to the Doors of the Wedding Venue but would still wait. After all, there were some Traditions to be respected. One of them was that the Groom would wait for the Bride, and of course, the Bridal Walk to the Classical Wedding Music. Isabella would breathe through and wait for the sign. As the doors would open, she would step forward as the Classical Wedding Music would play. She sadly didn't have a Family anymore, so she would walk the Isle alone. As she would see John in his tuxedo, she would almost stumble as he was so beautiful. He looked so wonderful and strong, and her heart would skip a beat as love flooded every cell of her body. She would slowly walk forward; every step she took felt like the most important one she had ever taken. It wouldn't take long till she would have reached the Altair and would stand before him. Harlen would be dressed in his best robe and smile down on the Couple. He had seen many Couples in his life and had done many weddings, but these two were definitely a match that the Divine had brought together.
Jill remained still as Isabella reached the altar, her composed posture hiding the quiet emotion that had built with every step Isa had taken down the aisle. From where she stood, she had the perfect vantage point. Not just of the ceremony, but of the people within it. The friends, coworkers, some family perhaps?
Isa, radiant and steady despite the nerves Jill knew so well. Over these past years Isa was not just a friend or a co-worker. She had become family. And then there was John, who looked as though the entire world had narrowed down to the woman in front of him and around them, a gathering of lives, histories, and futures all converging into this single moment. She loved them both so much that she could not think of them as friends anymore. They were in fact, her family. And with that Jill’s hands rested lightly in front of her, fingers interlaced—not out of formality alone, but to keep herself grounded. There was a certain weight to this role. Not heavy, but meaningful. She wasn’t just a witness. She was part of the structure holding this moment together. Her gaze softened as Isa finally came to a stop.
There it is.
That quiet certainty Jill had noticed before, and it hadn’t faded. If anything, it had deepened. She was still nervous, yes, but it was no longer leading her. It followed. Love had taken its place. And with that, Jill allowed herself a small breath, something close to relief. Then her eyes shifted, briefly, toward the guests—finding Anya almost instinctively. Her sweet daughter Anya sat with surprising stillness, clutching that plushie bunny tightly against her chest. Jill caught the way Anya leaned slightly forward, completely absorbed in what was happening. There was no restlessness, no distraction—just quiet fascination. Jill’s lips curved ever so slightly. "You’re taking this seriously too, huh?" She thought to herself as she looked at Anya. And for a mere second, Jill imagined what Anya saw in this moment. Not the ceremony, not the symbolism—but the feeling. The closeness. The way people looked at each other when something truly mattered. Jill hoped she would remember that, in her own way.
Her attention returned to the front just as Harlen began to speak. His voice carried with practiced calm, filling the space without overwhelming it. Jill listened—but only partially. Because part of her remained in that quiet, reflective space she had slipped into.
She thought of the past weeks. The long hours. The endless decisions. The balancing act between leading the Academy and being present for Anya. There had been moments where everything blurred together into obligation. But this… this cut through all of that. This was why people kept going. Why they built, worked, endured. For moments like this.
Her gaze flicked once more to Isa, then to John. And briefly—unexpectedly—her mind touched on a distant memory. A conference hall. Neutral lighting. Formal voices. Structured discussion. Javier. Not because he belonged in this moment—but because he represented something adjacent to it. A question, perhaps. A path not taken, or simply not explored. A reminder that her life, while full, still had spaces she hadn’t quite defined. Jill didn’t linger on it. She couldn’t afford to—not here, not now. And truthfully… she did not need to.
Because when she looked back at Isa, at the quiet strength in her posture, at the certainty in her eyes, Jill felt something else entirely. Not longing. But clarity. Different paths didn’t mean lesser ones. And she had chosen hers and would keep choosing it.
Jill straightened just slightly as the ceremony continued, her presence steady, attentive, exactly where it needed to be. And when Isa’s eyes flickered—just for a moment—toward her, Jill met them with a calm, reassuring look.
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"Well, Doc, it's time," Grady told his friend as he looked at his wristwatch. Doc nodded. It was time indeed.
"Grady, I told Henry that he could stand in for me," he explained, "I did not know if you would be here."
"John Henry, I will always be here for yeh," he replied almost offended. "I shouldn't have te tell ye dat Mind yeh, I understand. Henry is your boy. Loike it or not, I will be standing next teh him!"
Doc just slapped the back of his burley friend's shoulder and smiled, "I know you will." Together, they exited the room to the staging where he would stand and wait for Isabella.
Standing on the stage was Henry, all dressed in his tuxedo. If he wasn't so Kusarian in appearance, he would look like a mini Doc Holliday. On the other side was Aiko in a dress selected by the bridal party. Jill and Anya were also there. Before Isa would arrive, he gave his niece, Anya, a big hug. He loved her as his own. He then took Jill's hand and kissed her cheek.
"You and Anya both look radiant," he said softly. His nerves were tense and if anyone would tell, Jill would. Still, he took his place, as did the others before he looked around the lounge. That's when the first dose of reality hit.
Just about everyone on ship and the academy was crammed into the lounge. Some security doors were opened to make more room. He scanned around him. The staging where he stood was an island surrounded by people. Yes,, this was a bigger deal than he thought. He envisioned a lot of people but this? The walkway where Isa would be coming was just wide enough for her to approach and a small string quartet was close by. The ship's climate control was doing well to keep things comfortable. Still, Doc did well to calm his nerves. He was doing fine until the quartet started playing and a few people stepped back at the end of the walkway as Isa stepped out.
Doc just put his hands together before him as Isa, all dressed in wedding lace and holding a bouquet of flowers stood at the end. He sighed hard and gulped. There she was, his fiancée, the woman who would shortly be his wife, standing and looking.
"She is probably as nervous as I am," he said to himself. Both Grady and Henry checked to be sure Doc wasn't going to fall or something. Jill, ever alert, made sure that Isa was ready. She gave a simple soft yes. Her eyes seemed to be fixated on him and his on her. The short time she stood at the end of that walkway seemed like an eternity.
She began the slow walk to him as the music played. He stood like a statue in wait. The closer she got, the more taken in by her he was. She would see another sigh from him as she got closer. He seemed to be more nervous than the first time he married. He just wasn't sure why. Anya had the rings on a pillow and Jill was doing well to contain the jumpy child.
In hind sight, it was both a walk of sadness and one of joy. She walked alone. She had no family left. Her parents were gone. She never had a sibling and she had no children of her own. Any aunts, uncles or even grandparents were unknown. Her lone walk was symbolic of this and sad as she was alone. But with each step, she got closer to what would be her family. A husband and step children. Even Grady considered her family as did Jill.
Finally she arrived at the staging that was their alter. She stepped onto it with her long dress, turned and faced the man that would soon be her husband. The bridesmaids made sure the dress was wrapped around her and free of snags. Between them was Harlen. All of them waited for the music to stop. He would raise his hands and begin the ceremony. Doc and Isa just faced each other as he began.
Matilda and Red are in the kitchen where the post-wedding reception is being prepared, and Red is really angry.
Matilda - Stay still, don't move. "she says to Red while she ties his hair"
Red - Do we really have to do this?
Matilda - You know very well that we do have to do this! Marius gave us specific orders.
Red - I'm talking about my hair! And this damn suit!
"Matilda smiles"
Matilda - Come on little brother! Can't be here like yours ... loose hair and wearing a t-shirt of that old music band from Sol ...
Red - Iron Maiden are timeless and can and should be listened to anywhere in the universe.
Matilda - Done! Looking good little brother * she smiles while Red mumbles" - Now you know what to do! After the ceremony, the newlyweds come into the room, and you're going to serve them drinks. And the one to Doc, it's this one, got it? It's important that you do it correctly, because this is where the nano locator is.
Red - Why so much work and not just kill him here and now?
Matilda - Red! We talked about this! Marius have a plan and we're going to follow the plan. Now ... smile ... take the tray and wait for the ceremony to end and for them to come to you! Come on little brother, off you go! " Matilda kisses Red's cheek and smiles.
" Red takes the tray and goes to his position while muttering" Red - I could end this here and now, without having to wear this stupid suit and this even worse hairstyle.* Red is in position humming" -Run, live to fly, Fly to live, do or die, Won't you run, live to fly, Fly to live, aces high!
Isa would blush and smile as she stayed in front of John. To have her friends around her did calm her a bit and would make her calmer than before. Especially with this beautiful man standing before her. This suit really looked well on him, and she could almost see him being her prince, in this being a magical tale.
Isabella: h....hi...
Was the only thing she could say. She was too nervous right now to say anything else. And she was quite happy that she had that Bouquet in her hands. Otherwise, she would...well, she would most likely clutch her own dress. So she was quite happy that she had something to occupy her hands. To have Jill Nearby also helped her quite a lot. She didn't have a family anymore, and Jill was the closest one that she had to a sister. That Anya would take her role as the Ring Bearer so seriously would make her happy, too. The Young Girl Looked absolutely adorable in her dress, and she was quite happy that she would take some of the attention away from Isabella. All of these eyes that looked at her made her quite nervous after all. But of course, she was the bride, so a lot of that Attention was on her and John. She would breathe through as Harlen began to speak, and the Murmur would die down as the place fell silent.
Harlen: Dear Congregation, Friends, Colleagues, and Esteemed Guests of the Groom and the Bride. We all came here together today to celebrate the Love of these Two Souls that will take the next step in there life together. No Matter the Religion you have, or the God you believe in, all the Faiths have something in common. And this is the Ultimate Union of Love that a Couple could do is the Marriage. To marry someone means to dedicate your Life to the Person you love, to go the Path together and share the burden that life places on your Shoulders. To love and care for each other and to honor this Promise till the Divine takes you back to it. These Simple Basic Teachings are found in every religion, and they are my favorite part of it. No Matter if you pray to Jesus, Buddha, or Deux, love is always the answer.
He said and smiled at the two of them and looked kindly at them. A bit like a Grandparent who calmed a nervous child. He could see how nervous she was and how she would try to keep her composure. She did a good job, and he tried not to draw this out too long and make her feel more nervous than she had to be.
Harlen: So it is no surprise that the Religion of Deux believes that the Family is one of the most important Parts of the Great Plan to Defeat the Evil. A happy family is a Cornerstone of the Great Plan; it's like a Cog in a Great Machine that keeps everything together and keeps it running smoothly. When two Souls like these find together there union is blessed by Deux. And we, as their friends and family, should encourage and help a love like this to bloom. To love someone is the Highest good in every religion and is blessed by every Deity. To find a Union of Love is what we humans seek; we aren't meant to be alone. The Divine Created Humans to form bonds and to become more than what we can be alone. Together, we created marvelous things and advanced Humanity. If we had always stayed alone, we would still be living in caves on Earth and be afraid of fire. So today is a Day of Celebration, dear Congregation, a day of Happiness and Cheers. And I am proud and happy that I have the honor to be the priest of these two souls and celebrate this Wedding with them. They have Dedicated there lives to helping others and ease there pain and suffering, and now they get rewarded by Deux with Love and Happiness themselves. But I think you have heard me speak enough now. The two of them wanted to Speak there own vows, and so I should give the word to them now.
He smiled and would move the Microphone so that everyone could hear the Vows they would speak. It was Isabella who would do Start and smiled under her Veil. She had some happy tears in her eyes as she slowly started to speak. She had written her Vow on a paper note and would now read it. Still, her voice was quite shaky, and she had to take a couple of pauses.
Isabella: John...you are the Love of my Life. You brought a Light and a Warmth into my life that I hadn't thought was meant for me. Your Love is what gives me strength and Happyness on my Darkest Days. I can't imagine a life without you anymore, and I don't want a life without you anymore. I want to build my life together with you and grow old together. I want to be with you in our Good and Bad times. And I want to share our Victories and Deffeats. I know that if we stay together, we can weather every Storm. I want to fill our lives with Love and Laughter. But above all else, I simply want to be with you and be your wife.
She said and smiled as she would look at him and breathe through. She didn't want to make her Vow too long, but she had said everything that came right from her heart. And to say all of this had taken away a lot of that nervous energy from her. She was now a bit more relaxed as she had managed to take her nervous feelings under control. She would look over to Jill and Anya, she knew that Anya had the Rings and would give them to them. It was a lovely idea, and Isa was happy that Anya and Jill loved the idea too. To thank them, Isa had prepared a little vacation package for the two of them. After all, she knew that Jill hadn't taken a day off in a while. So as she had booked the Honeymoon, she had also booked a Holiday for Jill and Anya.
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They were facing each other. She had given her bouquet to a bridesmaid to hold so that she could take his hands. Her "Hi" was faint. He knew it was nerves. He was looking at this radiant woman through her veil.
"You look absolutely beautiful," he told her barely in a whisper although many around them hear him say it.
He could feel a light trembling in her hands with his own. The veil didn't give him a clear view of her face but he saw the nervous smile on it. If she was blushing, he couldn't tell.
It seemed like eternity as they faced each other while Harlen spoke. His words had power and strength. His words also had meaning and a message within them. But more than all of that, they contained truth, a truth that Doc believed in. Med Force Enterprises was more than a dream and more than a collection of medical professionals and scientist, it was also a family. Him and Isa weren't the first people in that family to marry nor would they be the last. Regardless, it was a family that he was proud to have created. When Harlen finally finished, speaking, Isabella gave her vows.
He stood quietly as he looked into her face and kept her hands in his. He absorbed her words as she spoke them. Nervous she was and everyone could hear the nerves. Finally, she had spoken her piece and now it was his turn. He was nervous too but he kept his voice strong but gentle like only an ambassador could. He smiled a little at first.
"I have been over this in my head about a thousand times," he started. "I did not write anything and it has gone through my head a thousand different ways."
He clutched her hands just a little tighter. Not hard but more in a re-assuring way. "Isabella, I remember a day when you entered my life. You were close to death when I found you." He snickered a little. "I even saved the piece of ship's armor that stuck in you."
The quip generated a short wave of laughter. He continued.
"I was alone. I was still grieving. I was depressed. You showed me what it is to be happy and to love. You showed me that I was not weak. You accepted my children, my bad habits and you understood that I had an Enterprise first...."
He softened his tone a little. "But it is easier now with you..." He looked to Jill, "....with Jill..." He scanned the crowd around them. ".....with all of you." He returned his eyes to hers. "I do not have to do things alone anymore."
"Isabella, I promise to love you until my last breath. I promise to keep you happy and to treat you like the queen that you are to me. I make these promises before the people here, the church of Deux but most importantly, I make them to you. I love you, Isabella, with every ounce of what and who I am."
With that, he went silent as he turned the ceremony back over to Harlen. With a few words, the rings were next.
The moment Harlen’s voice shifted toward the exchange of rings, Jill felt it before she even consciously registered the words. Something in the air changed—subtle, but unmistakable.
Her attention moved immediately, instinctively, to where Anya sat and for a heartbeat, the rest of the world seemed to fall away. The gathered guests, the soft murmur of the ceremony, even Isa and John standing before one another at the altar—all of it blurred into the background. What remained was a very small girl, her daughter, clutching a plush bunny beneath one arm and holding something far more important in the other.
The rings!
Jill drew a quiet breath, steadying herself. Alright… sweetheart. Just like we practiced. Anya didn’t move at first.
She merely looked down the aisle, then at the small cushion in her hands, and finally at the bunny tucked tightly against her side. The hesitation was small, almost imperceptible to anyone else—but to Jill, it was everything. A familiar tightness settled in her chest. Not fear exactly, but that quiet, protective instinct that came with motherhood.
Okay… she’s thinking. That’s alright. Just thinking.
Anya shifted slightly in her seat, her grip tightening around the bunny as if drawing courage from it. The room, so calm and beautiful just moments ago, must have felt enormous now. Too many faces. Too many eyes. This wasn’t the quiet, safe space of home. This wasn’t practice. This was real. Jill felt something in her posture soften. The composed director, the poised maid of honor—those roles slipped quietly into the background. What remained was something simpler, more instinctive. She leaned forward just slightly, her voice low and warm, meant only for one small person in a very big room.
“Anya, hey… it’s alright. Just like we practiced, remember?”
Anya looked up. Her eyes were wide, uncertain, searching. Jill smiled—gentle, reassuring, unwavering.
“You take the rings… walk to Uncle John and Isa… nice and slow. you can do this!”
There was a pause, a fragile moment where it could have gone either way. Then Jill added, softer still—
“Mommy is right here.”
And something shifted. It was small, barely noticeable to anyone else, but Jill saw it clearly. The uncertainty didn’t vanish, but it settled, making room for something steadier. Anya gave the faintest and sweetest nod. Then, with a determined little breath, she pushed herself up onto her feet. The bunny stayed exactly where it belonged, tucked securely under her arm, as if it were part of the task itself.
Jill felt a flicker of warmth. Good. Bring backup sweety.
Anya took her first step and it was careful, deliberate, as though she were placing each foot with great thought. Then another step followed, and another, until she began her slow journey down the aisle. Jill watched, her hands now lightly clasped together in front of her. Time seemed to stretch, each step feeling longer than it should have, drawn out by quiet anticipation. Then, halfway down, Anya slowed. For a moment, she hesitated. Her gaze drifted slightly, uncertainty creeping back in. Jill felt her heart skip. But she didn’t move. Didn’t rush to intervene. Instead, she offered the same steady anchor as before, her voice calm and certain, reaching her daughter without breaking the stillness of the moment.
“That’s it, Anya… keep going.”
Anya paused, just for a second longer. Then, as if reminding herself of what she was supposed to do, she gave a tiny nod and continued. Step by step, until she reached the altar. And when she finally stopped, she looked up—first at John, then at Isa. Her expression had changed. The hesitation was gone, replaced by something as though she understood, in her own small way, the importance of what she carried.
Jill felt the breath leave her lungs in a quiet release.
You did it.
Anya carefully held out the cushion, still clutching her bunny close, unwilling to let it go even now. And in that moment, something settled deep within Jill. Pride. Relief. Love. All at once. Their eyes met, just briefly and Jill smiled, a soft, private smile meant only for her daughter.
Isa would almost melt from the cuteness that would be Anya. The Little Girl would be a bit hesitant to walk down the aisle, but that was something that Isa could totally understand. She would try to encourage her by smileing calm and warmly at her. That Jill would allow this was something that Isabella would hold in high regard. And not just her was smitten by the cuteness of the situation. The whole Room would have fallen silent, and you could hear a Feather Falling. As Anya reached out for the pillow with the rings, she would smile and kneel to make it easier for the girl. She would give her another warm smile and a little nod. Then she would take the Ring that was meant for John and would hold it in her hand. The Metal of the Ring would sparkle in the Light. It was a Simple Golden Ring that had a beautiful engraving inside that would read "In Never Ending Love from Isabella".
Isabella: Thank you, Anya. You are a brave little Sunshine. Once Uncle John has his ring, you can go back to your Mommy. Please hug her from me.
She spoke with a Motherly Voice that was full of Warmth and Love. Isabella was more than thankful that Jill and her daughter would be willing to make this Cute moment happen. But of course, Isa had also had Anya and Jill in mind. From the beginning, she had told her friend that Anya would come first and that they didn't want to pressure her into doing something that she would not be ready or willing to do. After all, both Isabella and John would love the Little Girl as if she was there own. And she could see that the little girl would love John as well. As Anya would walk back to her mom, Rose would look at John and Smile as she looked at the ring in her hand that would shine in the light.
Harlen: Now then, that Rings are delivered by the Most Cute Ring Bearer that I have seen in my Long Life. Now then, it's time to exchange the Rings. But first, the part that I don't like. What the Divine brought together shall not be driven apart by man. So to anyone that haves any objections to these two entering this holy Union may speak now or be silent forever.
Of course, no one would raise any objections, but it was part of the Ceremony, and Harlen would honor old Traditions. And in all his years as a priest, he had never experienced that anyone would have raised a Valid Objection. Just one time, he had experienced how a bride would have run off on her own wedding. But he had no fear that this would happen in this situation. He could see how much they would love each other and how these two were meant for each other. He was basically just here to make sure that everything would follow the standard Procedure. So when Isabella would look first at the crowd and then at Harlen. But no one objected, and so he would need to go to her so she would be able to continue with the Ring Exchange.
Isabella: With this ring, I will take you as my Husband. I promise to love and honor you. To be with you in Sickness and in Health. To lift you on the Hard days, and to be happy with you on the good days. My Heart will be yours for all Eternity.
She said and would shove the Ring over his finger. Or at least she would try it, then she was quite nervous, and her hands would shake a bit. But then the Ring would glide on his finger, and she would be relieved. The Ring would look wonderful on his finger, and now he just had to do the same with hers.
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There was the pause in everything as Anya brought the small pillow with the rings. Would she stand still? Would she jump like an excited little girl would? No, she stood still, letting Isabella take the rings. Once he took them and got her smile from Isa, Doc knelt down and turned toward her, giving her a gentle hug.
"Thank you so much, Anya," he said softly to her. He then gave her a little nudge toward her mother. "Uncle John has something special for you later." With that, she made her way back to Jill. People just watched as she made her way back. When he turned back to Isa, she was holding his ring while Harlen had the other.
It was a bit of a breach of protocol as tradition was he placed her ring on first but, Isabella was ready and wanting. Doc just opened his left hand a little and let her slip the ring on his left ring finger. He would snicker when she tried forcing it because of nerves but he just re-assured her with a soft, "Relax."
Quote:With this ring, I will take you as my Husband. I promise to love and honor you. To be with you in Sickness and in Health. To lift you on the Hard days, and to be happy with you on the good days. My Heart will be yours for all Eternity
Those few words said much as the ring was now firmly on his finger. Their hearts already belonged to each other, so it seemed but today they were giving them to each other before the huge crowd around them. She finished speaking and for a second or two that seemed like forever, he just looked at it. It shined in the light. It felt so good seeing that finger occupied again with a band. Now, it was his turn.
He took the ring from Harlen. In it he had a Latin inscription. "Duo corda nunc ut unum palpitat, amor John" He would tell it's meaning as he began sliding the ring on her left finger.
"I take you, Isabella, to be my wife. I too promise to love and honor you, in sickness and in health, no matter what our days are like. As the inscription reads in Latin inside, "Two hearts now beat as one. Love, John." The rings now on their fingers, they stood before each other.
The vows and the rings were exchanged, all that was left was for Harlen to make his declaration for them.
Red waits patiently... he remembers his wedding with Silver... nothing special, they were basically dressed in everyday clothes, except he wore his favorite Iron Maiden t-shirt... they didn't want any parties... just... just enjoying that moment in a simple... honest... true! He will never forget her smile and that's what matters, even more so now that soon, the fruit of this love will be born... a baby girl...!
Red listen people talk about a little girl who went to deliver the wedding rings to the bride and groom, and remembers a joke - A little girl is attending a wedding for the first time. She looks at the bride and groom at the altar and asks her mother, "Mom, why is the bride wearing white?" Her mother replies, "Because she's very happy, and today is the happiest day of her life." The girl looks at the couple and asks her mother again, "Mom, if the bride is wearing white because she's happy and today is the happiest day of her life, then why is the groom wearing black?" - Red giggles a bit, but he composes himself and looks at the clock " Come on!" He thinks. " Hurry up!"
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