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All hell had seemingly frozen over.
Nolan stood in front of his son, unknowingly having crashed his wedding, the rest of the audience in a quiet shock.
“Mark, you need to come with me”
“Now? I-it’s my goddamn wedding dad!”
Nolan froze, now seeing the ring on Mark’s finger, then turning to confront Ramona.
“You must be his bride I presume…are you gonna tell me your name or what.”
Ramona stood unfazed, walking towards the Vilturmite with a look of confidence.
“Ramona Flowers…soon to be Grayson, and right now Mark’s not available to help at the moment.”
“...She’s right, dad…I don’t really have time to help with whatever thing thats going on in deep space, but I do wanna know how your alive…Conquest told me you were dead.”
Nolan froze again, his son had fought and won against Conquest?
“...I had some help, that’s really about it, but Mark, you and your brother need to come to space, the-”
“I said not tonight…just- let me enjoy my wedding night, then i’ll be sure to come help you with whatever threat it is.”
Omni-Man didn’t answer, no agreement or disagreement, but he just began to slowly trot towards his son.
Ramona stood next to Mark, the latter pulling his fists up in case of an attack.
All Nolan did however, was hug him.
“Alright…i’ll see you then, and congratulations on your marriage”
Without another word, Nolan flew back off into space.
Mark stared at the cloud of dust left behind, while his wife silently hugged him from behind.
“Don’t worry about me Rammy…just a little shaken up” Mark nervously chuckled, Ramona giving him a nod
“That’s fair…you wanna continue our wedding where it left off?”
“Hell yeah”
Ramona gave him a smirk, before the pair kissed each other once more.
Their new lives, now about to begin.