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Getting married is always difficult.

*sighs* Magazines overwhelm. Nothing seems right.

Those magazines never helped me. Then again, I ran out on my fiance. So the wedding was a bust.

When are you getting married?

*eyes widen* Did not determine a date. *holds head a bit distressed* How could did I fail to determine such a key component?

Do you really think so? Because we could, if you wanted to...

*crawls into his lap and curls up against his chest* As long as the result is the same the method is unimportant.

This is very true. Either way, you will be my wife. *strokes her hair softly* I love you, and whatever you want, we'll do. Just say the word, River-mine.

*she purrs and presses her lips against his throat* I love you too. *pulls back and looks at him* I think people would be hurt if we excluded them but something small is managable. I only have 6 people other than you. How many do you want to invite?

*groans happily* I'm honored that you do, River. *smiles a little* Well, Caz and Becca, Sweep and Steph, Sooty and Scout, Judge and Mina. My sister and brother-in-law would come if I asked them. So, ten? Maybe 12.

*smiles* Twenty is sufficient. You need to speak with your sister to see when her and your brother-in-law can make the trip. We need to determine a date.

They'll come whenever we want them to, baby. We set it, they'll be here for it. My sister doesn't work, and her husband has loads of time to take off of work.

When is the other wedding?

Sweep and Steph's? This next week, I think. As soon as Sweep can get a suit. Well, tuxedo, I think. Steph's got a real wedding dress, so I imagine he'll dress up.

April 18th.

Sounds good. I'll let everyone know. *grins* Nervous?

*stares into his eyes so deeply she felt like she could crawl into them then she smiles and shakes her head resolutely* No.

*cups her cheek, kissing her softly* Good. Neither am I.

Crow: You know to be fair, elopement would save you from being nice to all the grimey old relatives and in-laws.
Gypsy: No crappy wedding gifts to pretend you love.
Servo: No drunk aunts singing at the reception.
Gypsy: Yeah, I'd say that's the way to go!

*Stares and nods slowly*

Servo:...What? Can I help you?
Crow: Um, lady are you ok?
Gypsy: Poor dear. All this talk of a wedding has her so stressed out, she's nearly snapped.

*pushes her magazine on to the floor and creeps closer to look closer at the working of the little robots* Capable of Type C specifications which also acquire information from the environment for intelligent motion...

Servo: Ummm...yeah, that's pretty much us, I guess.
Crow: Man, I never thought I'd say it, but I almost PREFER the dumbass, overasked, 'What ARE you guys?'
Servo: CROW!
Crow: ALMOST. I said 'almost'!
Gypsy: Guys! Come on, be polite. She's obviously a very...worn out young woman *looks at her very concerned*

*giggles* Who is your creator?

Servo: Well you see, when a computer and a bull robot love each other very much, they turn off their firewalls, turn down their gamma settings...
Crow: Ummmm...I'm totally a Buddhist. Yeah. Definitely.
Gypsy: We were built by a very nice man named Joel, if that helps at all.

*laughs and pats Servo on the top of his head*

I know I'd wished I'd done that sometimes, back then. Don't worry, sugar, it'll get better. *Laughs*

*looks up and smiles a bit* We decided not to elope but it will be small.

Well, that's for the best, I'm thinkin'. Don't need to make to much of a fuss.