Chapter Text
Years later
“Ah Miss Clay, may I introduce Prince Tarvek Sturmavorus,” Gil said, gesturing to the cute red headed man who’d come in, “My fiancé.”
Agatha felt a jolt of disappointment. She had rather liked the Baron’s son, but it had been a pipe dream all along. She was nobody, not even a spark ,no matter what Gil said.
Later
“We’ll get married,” Gil said his smile wide and his voice full of spark harmonics, “My father will understand once he learns you’re a spark”
Agatha swung the torque wrench at his face and Gil stumbled backwards away from the airship.
“You’re already engaged,” Agatha yelled at him.
“Oh,” said Gil clutching his nose, “right”
Months after that
Anveka Sturmvarous was just as pretty as her brother. Prettier even because she had that incredible clank body. Agatha happily told her all about what had happened aboard Castle Wulfenbach. It was only after she had finished that Agatha realized she probably shouldn’t have said anything at all. The wine was really strong wasn’t it.
“Agatha Heterodyne,” the princess said, “I’m going to need your voice”
Not all that later
“Agatha’s not dead,” Gil said in realization, staring at the strange woman in the tank.
“Herr Baron,” a messenger said, “There’s been an explosion in Sturmhalten Castle,”
“It is as I feared,” the Baron said, “The girl is the Other,”
“The Summoning Engine,” Gil said, “This is why Tarvek wanted it destroyed,”
“Yes,” the Baron admitted, “I suppose he does have the best interests of the Empire in mind,”
And then
“I’m back,” Agatha cried.
“Oh good, it worked,” Tarvek said breathing hard, “I had hoped Barry Heterodyne had been prepared for this,”
“You!” Agatha rounded on him.
“I’m here to help, my Lady” Tarvek said, “Gil and I agree that it will be better if the Baron doesn’t catch you,”
“Really, why?” Agatha asked.
“Well,” Tarvek didn’t quite meet Agatha’s eyes, “A Heterodyne as an ally is better than one as an enemy,”
“Now, that’s smart,” Krosp said.
“Alright,” Agatha said, “You can come along, but your going to tell me everything you know about my mother and her plans,”
“Of course,” Tarvek said, his smile sharp.
In Castle Heterodyne
“I’m here to help,” Gil said, “I figure if I’m in the castle my father won’t just carpet bomb the whole thing. Plus, you need all the sparks you can get. Right?”
Agatha glared at him for a long moment then sighed.
“Your lucky I need a doctor,”
After the Si Vales Valeo
“Tarvek,” Gil said softly, “I think I’m in love with Agatha,”
Tarvek snorted, “I know,”
“Oh,” Gil said softly.
A long pause, then Gil continued.
“I don’t- I mean, I, the way I feel about us,” Gil scratched awkwardly at a stain on his shirt, “it’s the same.”
Tarvek huffed a laugh through his nose, and bumped his hip into Gil’s, “I know,”
“Oh, Okay” Gil said.
The silence hung for a long time.
“She can marry us both.” Tarvek pointed out, “She’s the Heterodyne after all,”
“Oh,” Gil said and then louder, “Really? Oh!”
Tarvek laughed and leaned in to kiss him.
Far too many years later
The wedding was the event of the century. Everyone important in Europa and many places far beyond it were in attendance. Even Tarvek’s father, his head preserved in a jar held by a very smug Anveka. Queen Zantabraxous spent a good amount of time harassing the wedding planners about including aspects of traditional Skifanderan weddings. Klaus managed to convince them not to hold it in Castle Heterodyne.
Colette Voltaire and Bangladesh Dupree both give very embarrassing, very detailed speeches about their part in uniting the triumvirate of Europa. Cementing their place in history as the two greatest peacemakers of all time. Later historians will dispute any references to a vicious homicidal pirate queen as horrible slander. Any attempt to question Colette Voltaire the Queen of Paris results in laughter that lasts for days.