|Requiring an answer.
||[Sep. 5th, 2006|09:34 pm]
|||||rain on the roof||]|
Oliver, I need you to tell me at once that you will marry me. There is nothing else for you but to have the child and remain unwed, or... I daren't say it, but you know that it's monstrous and impossible. I cannot wait longer. Please tell me.
Sorry this took so long...I, uh, I had to think about it. I-it's a big step like this but...yeah sure I'll marry you.
I... you know I never wanted to put you in this position, but there was nothing else I could do.
No, it's really okay. We can only do what seems right, I suppose.
Oh wonderful news! When's the wedding, dears?
Niccolo DiFiume, you are a first-rate, blue-ribbon, grand-prize douche.
Thank you, darling Nookers.
I-I don't know. Is there some sort of waiting time or procedure we go through?
I'd ask the bridegroom about that. September weddings are fashionable, though.
Oh T'akh, I call being the ring-boy! The Mhirai can be the flower-girl, Vivian can give you away, we'll get Genji to perform the ceremony, Niccolo and Mat can be the best men and Chinook can be the bride's maid! *is enjoying this far to much*
I don't think you'll be able to talk Nookers into a dress, he's had some sort of hair across his ass all week. And I dunno about Genji doing the ceremony... wouldn't they both end up pledging their souls to Nyembe or something?
Well, it's the thought that counts, isn't it? And can you think of a better, prettier idea?