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When Scott and Tango were planning for their wedding,the year before when they first got engaged,it was both the first and the last thing on Scott's mind about their vows.
He probably should've started writing them atleast a month ago,when they were double-checking venues,picking out cake flavors,and deciding on possible honeymoon destinations.
He probably should've been memorizing them last week when they were finalizing.When he was checking RSVP'S and checking with his bridal party.
He probably should've had the vows all finished,all polished by last night when he was just talking with Tango about their wedding,talking about their day together,how they're finally getting married
And now he's an hour away from walking down the aisle,make-up half finished and hair still not dry as he's trying to think up wedding vows from the top of his head.He deserved to be sued honestly.Having to sleep on the warm side of his pillow for the rest of his life,to always have a bad hair day on important occasions.He deserved it,because he is now sitting at the shared vanity,trying to think of what to write.
"Scott." Cleo warns the nervous bride-groom-to-be. "If you don't stop frowning and shaking the table with your frantic writing I'm going to burn the hair off your head." Cleo hissed into his ear,yet they still carefully parted his hair in front of the dryer,making sure she didn't actually get it trapped and rip out a chunk of hair.Extensions wouldn't actually been able to cover such a large spot close to his crown.
"Cleo I need to finish these.How do I even write vows?I've been the one officiating weddings,never actually been one of the people in said wedding,getting married.They don't write tutorials on this on Google." Scott groaned miserably,crossing out his previous illegible scribbles.
"These were due to be done so long ago mate,You had an entire year to write these!" Pearl looked up from where she was trying to polish her heels,accidentally dropping foundation on them.
"I didn't actually remember to write them until,like,a week ago.It's not the first first thing that comes to mind when you plan a wedding."
And Scott's searching up on YouTube now on how to write his wedding vows.When Martyn pops back in after finally finding his missing necktie,he stops short at Cleo yelling at a hairdryer,Pearl trying every trick in the book to try and get off the foundation stain,and Scott hunching over his phone miserably.All three of them looking like madmen.
"Woah,what did I miss here?" Martyn chuckled nervously,staring at the other three suspiciously.He couldn't tell if he missed something in a groupchat(which he has all of them muted) or if they are skinwalkers. (which he would probably not care if they were)
"I dropped makeup on my heels,Cleo's hairdryer sucks,and Scott forgot to write his wedding vows." Pearl calls from her spot on the floor where she is now using makeup wipes,aggressively scrubbing the dark blue stilettos. "Still wondering why you chose Dark blue for a spring wedding Scott." She eyed the blue-haired man who was currently writing something down,probably copying vow examples word for word.It's funny seeing the usually calm man so stressed,she would say,but she doesn't wanna try to upset him.Nevertheless,dark colors for a spring wedding is a horrendous idea.
(Not like she's planning to have a spring wedding and get married in black if she ever does.No,that would be crazy haha.Right?)
"I don't have time for this Pearl,argue with Martyn he's doing nothing." Scott tapped his pencil against the wooden vanity,mind blanking out on him.His fae wings fluttered nervously behind him as he tried thinking what to write next.He really,did not have time for this.
"Martyn go help Scott write his vows or something,the necktie can wait." Cleo shot Martyn a pointed look,the zombie hybrid growing tired of her friends nervous antics.Martyn returned her look with one of slight bewilderment and annoyance.
"I haven't gotten married before,what help do I offer?"
"None of us have gotten married before!Just-Just think of something poetic or something,you're like,the most dramatic guy here." Pearl looked up again,seemingly getting out the stain from her shoes now as she was currently sliding her feet into them,taking a few practice steps. "Aren't you also engaged,actually?You and Scar are getting married next fall."
"Yeah,thanks Scott for this being a reminder of the list of things for me to NOT do on my wedding.You folks and your cheesy vineyard wedding and flowers and stuff,nah I'm getting married at IHop.I'm just gonna invite me,Scar,maybe my mom if I feel like it.Maybe you three too."
"No,Martyn you just proved yourself wrong." Cleo sighed,long and tired,sounding like she was emotionally drained just from speaking with the elf. "Who gets married at an IHop?"
"Folks who want to save money and have an elaborate destination honeymoon instead-"
"I don't need help,it's alright." Scott sighed,slumping forward.Literally everything was done,all dressed and styled except for Cleo still trying to dry his hair to now.Everyone was in their clothing,dresses and suits,accessories and everything.Hair all styled,a spectrum ranging from a painstaking,hour long process of Cleo arranging their hair in a very glorious half-updo,the rest of their long,curly auburn hair hanging down to their knees.The spectrum ending at Martyn,with his stupid headband on and what Scott suspected was hair that had an unhealthy amount of dry shampoo in it and hadn't been washed in a couple of days.
Well,his hair and the vows.Besides those,everything else was done!
"Scott,You're still on the third sentence and you spelled your own last name wrong." Cleo tutted from over his shoulder,clicking different buttons on the hairdryer.The zombie going frustrated with it not working.
"Who said their's a minimum of to how long your vows had to be?"
"Well I mean..it would sound pretty half-assed to have your vows literally be less than a paragraph.I would totally think you were cheating on me and just marrying me for the money.Pretty horrible.Not a recommended marriage experience." Martyn remarked.
"Fine,help me." Scott glared at the blonde man,all this chatting and flair,no actual help.
"Write about how you and Tango met?"
"We met when he crashed his car into mine.How romantic is that?" Scott groaned.
"Well,sweeten it up.Say something like, 'It was love at first sight..when I finally woke up at the hospital to a stranger offering to pay my hospital bill as long as I didn't sue them.' See?So romantic!"
"Gee,thanks Martyn." Scott deadpanned.
"Make it more like a metaphor..like be more playful about it.Like, 'Everyone says love hits you,at the first glance,first words.So it actually hit me in the form of a car.' Do something more loose." Cleo prompted.
"Well it's still a car crash..ugh..you know what?I'll write about it,still gotta put how we met,can't say that I was born,24 years later,boom.I meet this guy.Liked the guy.Now we get married-"
"These sound like a hallmark movie director wrote them.You should really pitch these ideas to one." Pearl complained.
"You got something to share with the class then Pearl?Maybe some wise valuable insight for us little losers who apparently suck so much at writing wedding vows.If you're so pro at it,go on,give it a try Pearl.Prove us all wrong,make us feel like newbies." Martyn stuck his tongue out at her.
"Yeah actually,Talk about your future,talk about how much you appreciate Tango,Tell the story of how-"
"Did you just pull these up from Google?"
"Yeah-"
"..."
"PEARL THAT DOESN'T HELP THEN."
"Stop yelling at me,you asked so I delivered!" Pearl sniffled dramatically,feigning offense.
"Honestly,yeah just go with the Google script at this point.Wedding starts in half an hour Scott." Martyn turned to face Scott from where he was sitting on a small bench-sofa with Pearl.
"Half an hour you say?Stars..I've only wrote like 2 more sentences.." Scott frowned at the paper.
"Describe Tango like this was to some new friend you made."
"Well,he's warm and funny and he says the dumbest shit to help me feel better when I'm sad.He's like a little puppy following me around,and at the same time reminds me of a cat.One that hates water.He's talented,my head would explode trying to learn redstone..He's a great baker,just don't ask him to do regular cooking.He's amazing in bed-"
"Too much Scott.You don't just tell any new friend all of that." Martyn sneered,fake gagging.
"Alright uh fast round!Let's just throw in random stuff to add in the vows and see if you can add them in." Cleo chimed,finally done with the hairdryer on Scott's hair. "Yeah,if you want to curl your hair or anything do that yourself or ask Pearl,my arm's sore."
"Oh my god..alright uh,any ideas?"
"Talk about after the hospital thing!How sweet he was dropping by with baked goods and checking in on you during recovery!"
"Talk about your first date!"
"Wait,write about purchasing your first apartment together."
"The picnic!The one for uh-Gem's birthday!You two were all over each other that day!"
"Talk about the moment when you proposed to him and got engaged.The whole scavenger hunt to the park shit..that was a lot of clues and stages but it looked fun!"
"Maybe talk about all your gifts to each other over the years..?"
"Write about that baking date you two did a few months ago.Where you guys had to remake the cake twice because you forgot eggs and then Tango added too much sugar."
"We got food poisoning that night Martyn.."
"Talk about his amazing qualities,how much you appreciate him.Compliment him!"
"Does sharing about the time both of you started pinging all your different group chats,different numbers,literally everyone,because there was a big spider in the kitchen count?"
"Wait,actually that one is perfect Pearl."
"I'm not writing about that Pearl." Scott turned to meet her eyes.
"Why not,it's comedic!Not everything is heartfelt and touchy-feely,if there isn't a good laugh in there,no one's paying attention." Pearl pointed out.
"She has a point." Martyn piped up. "Also talk about the time you both had an argument about pots and pans.That was so stupid,yet you both took it so seriously.Boom,how to work out problems with your lover!"
"Fine,fine,at this point I just need to fill this with moments." Scott was writing so fast his wrist was aching now,he had like a good paragraph and a half now,everyone's ideas actually half decent.Considering the fact he isn't a big writer,and the fact no one's going to read this besides him probably,he abandoned the fancy,round script for what looks like a medication prescription,completely illegible to everyone besides the person who wrote it.
"Pfft,Jimmy just sent me a photo of Tango and Skizz arm wrestling." Pearl held up her phone.
"Theoretically if you and Tango ever get divorced,who's getting the pets?"
"Martyn,they aren't even officially married yet,why are you talking about divorce?" Cleo called out from where she was fixing up her dress next to Scott,the only mirror being the vanity one.
"Well,I'm just saying I know this awesome guy who could be your divorce lawyer if they ever do-"
"Scar isn't a good divorce lawyer,Martyn.Stop promoting your fiancé's unethical law expertise."
"I'm just saying,he's an amazing lawyer in all areas.Well-rounded,isn't he?Smart,talented,great body.."
"It looks cloudy out,if the sun doesn't clear up the photos are going to look so bad." Pearl changed the topic as she looked out the window,reeling back nervously.
"Better than totally sunny,then everyone ends up looking orange in the photo-Ah I'm almost done!" Scott was writing like his life depended on it,completely forgetting to put periods and skipping grammar entirely.It looked like an entire new language.Maybe the procrasinators language it should be called.
"Scott do you have to memorize this or..?" Cleo peered down at his paper.
"No,goodness no.Me and Tango both agreed to be reading it out from paper.Thank God for that,or else I would be totally screwed over." Scott sighed,his patience dwindling down to a tiny flame inside of him.In which,the flame is on the verge of being extinguished every time someone speaks.
"Honestly,I have half the mind to personally text Tango that you only just finished writing your vows.That's his future husband right there,writing vows the day of their wedding!" Martyn teased,reaching out for his phone in his pocket.Scott chuckled,not paying mind.
"Do you even have his number?I thought you deleted it after you guys fell into like,a huge falling out." Pearl looked at Martyn.
"Yeah,no,I got his number back a couple of months back.During uh,what was it,the holiday party thing?"
"Don't you dare text him." Scott warned,spinning around to tell Martyn off.
"What's in it for me?" Martyn looked at him smugly,a stupid grin on his face that looked too joyous.He probably wouldn't even care what he got as long as it was some sort of reaction.
"Martyn don't text Tango I will break your phone if I have to." Cleo sighed,rummaging through her bag for something,making a small 'aha!' when she found what looked like a perfume bottle.
"So defensive,wow." He rolled his eyes.
"Martyn don't forget I still have a key to your apartment." Scott looked at him through the mirror.
"Right,sorry Boss-uh Boss man." Martyn immediately straightened up,clearing his throat.
"Scott,did you even put on your eye contacts?" Cleo looked at the untouched contacts case.It was sitting on the edge of the vanity,had been since the morning probably.They were scared to even see the vows now,all the illegibility not comprehensible,not even to a former teacher no less.While Scott had great handwriting,stress him out a bit and it's like deciphering hieroglyphics all over again.
"Shit,wait let me just write this real quick-"
"Wash your hands!Don't go blind because you put contacts in with dirty hands!" Cleo interjects immediately,relief spreading their face as Scott ran to the bathroom,washing his hands.
"Oh my god, the forecast is showing rain at 7." Pearl groaned.
"Like..7 minutes or 7 P.M?" Martyn's eyebrows shot up.
"7 P.M,good grief Martyn!Still,isn't most of the afterparty outdoors?" Pearls brows knitted together over her sky-blue eyes as she met his pale,almost grey ones.
"Oh yeah,it is..well we still have the er,what do you call,it the dining hall indoors and that's big enough so everyone won't be cramped.How long is it going to be raining?" Scott struggled with his contacts,trying not to poke his eye out.
"Just a drizzle for around 20 minutes?A bit less?" Pearl guessed.
"Ehh,might be a bit damp and muddy out..I guess it's passable." Scott sighed.While they could fit everyone in the dining hall,just would be plain boring especially if someone is seated away from their friends.They did think of this if it rained during the wedding in planning.They got some packs of uno,cards,and some board games just in case if guests were bored.They could just transform it into a games center.But still,most of the stuff like the DJ,the actual cake area and dancing booth were set outside.Along with the photo props for wedding photos.
"Oh,oh!I hear the music!" Pearl cranes her ears through the door.
"We need to be out and to the aisle in about..5ish minutes.Judging by the music,which is your cue by the way Scott,that means almost all,if not everyone is here." Cleo informed the blue hair man who was washing ink stains from his hands.
"Yup,yup!You guys walk first though,remember?Oh-Martyn can you bring my bouquet you're right next to it?"
"Yeah,And are those our bouquets on the back windowsill?"
"Yeah grab those." Scott pointed to three bouquets in the back.Tulips,dahlias,and zinnias,all in various shades of orange and red.Accented with smaller flowers and greenery and tied off with a navy velvet bow,they looked adorable.
"Oh,these are so cute.Are they supposed to be like Tangos colors and the groomsmen match?" Pearl looked at the bouquets,marveling at the orange floral.
"Yeah,I'm guessing so right now because Tim just sent me a photo of Tango's bouquet and it's all blue flowers." Martyn leaned to Pearls side,showing her his screen as Pearl went over and over about the flowers.Scott very well,choosing some of these flowers on their meanings,flower language holding a place in his heart after all,next to his to-be husband.
"Come on,everyone stand in the mirror,I want to see how everyone looks." Cleo called the other three over,All of them having to carefully squeeze,being so the vanity isn't that large,and same with the mirror.
Considering Scott just told them to wear navy blue,he was pretty happy with how well they coordinated outfits.Martyn just wore an old suit from a high-school dance of his,which it fit relatively well considering how long ago that was,and black tie and some well-polished dress shoes.
Pearl managed to find a dark blue tea-party dress,shimmery and flouncy that complimented the bouquets.Her heels showed no impression of the old stain she worked tirelessly trying to get out of,all shiny now.Hair down and flowy,styled by Cleo(who did everyone's hair)and held back with some barettes.Large crow wings were folded neatly on her back and much to Pearls delight,experimentally they had tried spraying glitter onto them,and it had worked.
Pearl not minding the news that she will never get the glitter out now matter how much she preened and washed her wings.She knows Grian will be absolutely pissed about it,Jimmy would admire her wings,then ask a million questions about the glitter being itchy.Then Tilly licking her wings,wondering why they were suddenly so shiny after the wedding.
Cleo wore a more simpler velvet off-shoulder ankle length gown which looked cohesive and popped against their long,curly ginger hair that was currently in an elaborate half-up style.A strand of pearls around their neck and some dark colored pumps.Maybe they did or didn't purposely choose the pumps over flats just to be the tallest in the photos.Either way,they were probably the tallest person Scott knew,absolutely regal and towering over anyone and everyone.
Next to them,with a bigger orange and red bouquet,Scott admired his own white and pastel blue suit which stood out from the dark navy of his friends clothing.Fae wings fluttering about slowly,almost rhythmically.His hair(thankfully all dry)was down,organized messy but tamed with a flower crown around his head.Pointed ears having multiple piercings on each,gold jewelry hanging from every piercing.
"Martyn take off that damn headband." Cleo reached out for it,Martyn immediately reeling back in response.
"The headband stays on." Martyn wagged his finger in front of their face,the elf taunting her clearly. "I mean,what has the headband personally ever done to you?Hmm?Care to explain that Cleo?"
"The headband personally victimized me,that wretched thing photobombs every single thing.Even if you're in the background of a photo,literally facing away from the camera,I still see your headband.I learnt to recognize you with the headband.Why can't you just..take it off Martyn?" Cleo sighed,pouring their soul out.
"Well,you for one Cleo know that the headband is my personal brand!You just said it yourself,now haven't you?" He grinned at them,"And I wouldn't say the headband ruins photos,it just adds a bit off a..modern touch?"
"If you mean modern as of,like,1985,then yeah Martyn.Real fashionable and modern of you." They deadpanned.
"Ehh,let him keep it on.Just wait until he gets married and insists it stays on at his own wedding.It doesn't stand out too much I guess." Pearl shrugged.
"Yeah,alright,places!Walk out!" Scott clapped his hands as it was nearly time.
"Wait,wait one photo!Please!" Pearl pulled everyone again,in front of the vanity,angling her phone to try and fit everyone into the frame.One photo,turning into many little selfies and one actual,big,proper shot.
"Can I just say,thank you guys for helping me write those vows,because my god were they stressful." Scott broke the silence after the photos,squeezing everyone into a hug,heavily protested by Cleo and Martyn in particular, Pearl laughing tiredly in the back.
"Scott,we are happy to help,just don't dump this on everyone an hour before deadline next time,okay?" Cleo patted his shoulder while Pearl peeked out of the dressing room doors,gasping audibly.
"Guys we should really get going now.." Pearl turned back,crow-black wings tucked neatly on her back as she peeked back outside,before facing everyone again.
"Right,alright,let's get moving people!"
".."
"Martyn you still forgot to tie your necktie-"
"IT'S ON!"
"IT'S ON BACKWARDS MARTYN!"
"No one.Is going to know." Martyn shushed Pearl.
"Martyn,I can obviously see it..Here just..take off the necktie.You know what,exception made,take off the necktie." Scott sighed,the incompetence and competence of this man was so complex he'd rather get divorced than ever try to read him.
"Great,are we all finished now." Martyn grumbled after undoing his necktie.
"I think I left the curling iron on..hang on!"
"FOR STARS SAKE PEARL!"