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[SUMMARY] posting as Anthy because Marjory doesn't have access
First, Meg, hypnotized, comes to help Marjory with her dress. Meanwhile, at the wedding,
Tom finds himself by the lake, puzzled, and is horrified to discover that he has been summoned for the great puppet wedding of '05. And that he is the Maid of Honor. The puppets menace him into submission.
Meanwhile, Anthy discovers that she has a basket of flowers all ready. Ali G has some misconceptions about its concents, of which Anthy does not disabuse him. On the contrary, she offers him some nightshade. He collapses, and Anthy wanders off, like the nice helpful girl she is.
Prospero watches also. Yet here he is, watching from a suitable distance, while...apparently, a sentient piece of footwear prepares for its nuptials.
Indy's chillin' like a villain -- like an archaeologist? -- and he chats a bit with Anthy before she wanders further on to her flower girl duties, with rows of magically-appearing chairs to take her place.
Ron's late, and actually here of his own free will, to lend Xander moral support. He's horrified to have groomsman duty added to his noble sacrifice, and also horrified to find his little sister there.
Miss Edith is intrigued by Dru's mention of little people being joined together for eternity, and she receives an offer of suicide assistance from the Triplets. Strangely enough, it seems to be have been given with the best of intentions.
Lastly, the Triplets arrive, and are given the task of Ring-Bearing. (They will take the Ring to Socko . . . though they do not know the way . . .)
Finally, Father Smythe arrives, as does the blushing bride, carried by Meg. Her groom is entranced. Socko's little cotton heart could burst right now. And if it does, he will let Marjory taste it. Because he loves her.
And the wedding begins! Tom and Ron grumble a lot, Xander winds up stuck as wedding organizer, and Meg is unusually silent, thanks to asudden attack of mun-vanishing and subsequent godding her hypnotized status. They walk down the aisle, and Anthy tosses nettles, nightshade, and belladonna, and the Triplers -- er -- throw the ring at Father Smythe, who takes it all in stride. Tom, touched by Marjory's lonely misery on what should be the happiest of her life, proves that he is a big softie by walking Marjory down the aisle.
The Impressive Clergyman begins the ceremony, with some assistance from Xander on the minor matter of the bride's and groom's names, and the puppets exchange vows. Without . . . speaking . . . um, yeah. When Father Smythe asks if there are any objections, the Triplets chime in, until the tire knocks them out of range. They vow revenge on Xander, because everybody blames the transparent guy, and the wedding proceeds. Xander and Ron put the rings on Marjory and Socko, and Father Smythe pronounces them man and wife.
They kiss. Marjory eats Socko. Now they'll be together forever!
The guests are largely horrified.
-- except for Indy, who is watching with cheerful bemusement.
"Well, that was different."
Tom finds himself by the lake, puzzled, and is horrified to discover that he has been summoned for the great puppet wedding of '05. And that he is the Maid of Honor. The puppets menace him into submission.
Meanwhile, Anthy discovers that she has a basket of flowers all ready. Ali G has some misconceptions about its concents, of which Anthy does not disabuse him. On the contrary, she offers him some nightshade. He collapses, and Anthy wanders off, like the nice helpful girl she is.
Prospero watches also. Yet here he is, watching from a suitable distance, while...apparently, a sentient piece of footwear prepares for its nuptials.
Indy's chillin' like a villain -- like an archaeologist? -- and he chats a bit with Anthy before she wanders further on to her flower girl duties, with rows of magically-appearing chairs to take her place.
Ron's late, and actually here of his own free will, to lend Xander moral support. He's horrified to have groomsman duty added to his noble sacrifice, and also horrified to find his little sister there.
Miss Edith is intrigued by Dru's mention of little people being joined together for eternity, and she receives an offer of suicide assistance from the Triplets. Strangely enough, it seems to be have been given with the best of intentions.
Lastly, the Triplets arrive, and are given the task of Ring-Bearing. (They will take the Ring to Socko . . . though they do not know the way . . .)
Finally, Father Smythe arrives, as does the blushing bride, carried by Meg. Her groom is entranced. Socko's little cotton heart could burst right now. And if it does, he will let Marjory taste it. Because he loves her.
And the wedding begins! Tom and Ron grumble a lot, Xander winds up stuck as wedding organizer, and Meg is unusually silent, thanks to a
The Impressive Clergyman begins the ceremony, with some assistance from Xander on the minor matter of the bride's and groom's names, and the puppets exchange vows. Without . . . speaking . . . um, yeah. When Father Smythe asks if there are any objections, the Triplets chime in, until the tire knocks them out of range. They vow revenge on Xander, because everybody blames the transparent guy, and the wedding proceeds. Xander and Ron put the rings on Marjory and Socko, and Father Smythe pronounces them man and wife.
They kiss. Marjory eats Socko. Now they'll be together forever!
The guests are largely horrified.
- Xander: Sweet JESUS, you ate Socko! You cannibal.
Tom: What... the... bloody... fuck?????
Ron: ...Guess she's not going to be hungry for wedding cake then.
-- except for Indy, who is watching with cheerful bemusement.
"Well, that was different."
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I adore you all.
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Meg, you taste like pink and snowflakes!
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*should, possibly, be more disturbed than she is*
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O_O
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Also wah Eddie dream.
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Send . . .
Help . . .
AND OXYGEN. *passes out*
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