It's About Time George Met His... Other Half...
"Ah! Is this one here to be purified, darling~?"
"N-No, Angela. And Put that down..."
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"Ah, why, hello darling~ You look rather lovely today..."
"Ash~!"
Sexy Georgey time.
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"Yes.. it is indeed true. And if I am correct, our flight leaves in about an hour, love."
GEORGE AND ASH ARE OFFICIALLY MARRIED GUYS.
MR. AND MRS.LANDERS.
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"Indeed,Mrs. Landers~" he whispered back as he escorted him from the church to their waiting limousine. Upon opening the door for his bride, he waved and smiled at the group of people wishing them a lovely honeymoon. Ash was terribly excited, and could not wait to enjoy his new wife's every aspect.
There stood Ash Landers at the altar of St. Paul’s Cathedral, on the day had had waited eternity and longer for. Today he would marry the love of his life, George Dragonelle. As he stood on marble steps, George’s brothers to his right, and George’s mother, as well as a few of his love’s female friends on his left, he fidgeted a little with a slight smile on his face. When from the organ came the opening notes of Pachbell’s Canon, Ash closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up to see his soon to be wife standing under the stained-glass arch at the end of the aisle.
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Ash could have almost cried out with sheer joy. He had found love, and was now tied to his love for all eternity, and it was the most amazingly blissful feeling he had ever felt in all his years of existence. After a few moments, Ash pulled back from the kiss, looking into his eyes for a moment before pulling the pinkette tightly to his chest.
There stood Ash Landers at the altar of St. Paul’s Cathedral, on the day had had waited eternity and longer for. Today he would marry the love of his life, George Dragonelle. As he stood on marble steps, George’s brothers to his right, and George’s mother, as well as a few of his love’s female friends on his left, he fidgeted a little with a slight smile on his face. When from the organ came the opening notes of Pachbell’s Canon, Ash closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up to see his soon to be wife standing under the stained-glass arch at the end of the aisle.
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"And I love you as well, darling." He just couldn't bring himself to call him any fake name, not at a time like this. The rest of the ceremony went by, they said their vows to love, and to cherish, and stay faithful to one another in sickness, and in debt, and forever more. As with tradition, Ash slid the large, high-priced, shimmering wedding ring onto George's finger, and in turn accepted the simple but attractive silver band George slipped onto his ring finger with a wide smile. He stood joyfully awaiting the priest's final blessings.
"You may now kiss the bride."
Ash eagerly swept George into his arms, pressing his lips against his in a loving, but gentle, passion-filled kiss
There stood Ash Landers at the altar of St. Paul’s Cathedral, on the day had had waited eternity and longer for. Today he would marry the love of his life, George Dragonelle. As he stood on marble steps, George’s brothers to his right, and George’s mother, as well as a few of his love’s female friends on his left, he fidgeted a little with a slight smile on his face. When from the organ came the opening notes of Pachbell’s Canon, Ash closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up to see his soon to be wife standing under the stained-glass arch at the end of the aisle.
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Ash gasped softly as he stumbled, a concerned look passing through his features. He let out a quiet chuckle once his betrothed was back on his feet, taking his hands into his own once he was safely at the altar. He looked down at him with bright eyes, smile widening as the priest announced their names. He fought the urge to correct him upon referring to George as 'Emora', the female name his dearest had chosen. Of course, Ash always felt that urge. Such a shame, love was denied by gender, he thought to himself.
There stood Ash Landers at the altar of St. Paul’s Cathedral, on the day had had waited eternity and longer for. Today he would marry the love of his life, George Dragonelle. As he stood on marble steps, George’s brothers to his right, and George’s mother, as well as a few of his love’s female friends on his left, he fidgeted a little with a slight smile on his face. When from the organ came the opening notes of Pachbell’s Canon, Ash closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up to see his soon to be wife standing under the stained-glass arch at the end of the aisle.
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I'LL DATE YOU BBY
Woops. Its valentines ball. Not prom. Pfft
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There stood Ash Landers at the altar of St. Paul's Cathedral, on the day had had waited eternity and longer for. Today he would marry the love of his life, George Dragonelle. As he stood on marble steps, George's brothers to his right, and George's mother, as well as a few of his love's female friends on his left, he fidgeted a little with a slight smile on his face. When from the organ came the opening notes of Pachbell's Canon, Ash closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and looking up to see his soon to be wife standing under the stained-glass arch at the end of the aisle.
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"Yes.~ But NO looking now. I changed my mind." he grinned before squealing. "Mother is helping me in getting ready~! If I'm right, my brothers will be waiting outside for us."
Ash nodded, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. "I'll meet you at the altar, darling."
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"The wedding is taking too long. And I'm inpatient." he pouted, poking his lip out. Crossing his arms, he let the magic cover over him fade. "As you can see, it's either the wedding soon or the babies."
"I see, hm." He paused for a moment. "Well, Father Jeremy informed me the ceremony would be taking place in about half an hour... Shall I escort you to the powder room to get dressed, love?"
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I want to show you my wedding dress. IT'S FINALLY FITTED RIGHT.
"If I'm correct, you've been obsessing over me not seeing your dress, in fact."
"However, I would love to see it, darling."
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH
"Yes, darling?"
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"ASH!"
“If my hubby isn’t here this instant I’m going to throw a fit that the Queen will even feel it.”
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"Now, now, no need to worry, darling~" He held their marriage certificates, as well as George's fake birth certificate in hand as he kissed his forehead. "Just had to go pick these up..."
"ASH!"
“If my hubby isn’t here this instant I’m going to throw a fit that the Queen will even feel it.”
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Ash stared the demon down, muttering under his breath. "You ever contact him again, I will end you, Faustus." He released him warily, then lifted his fiancé's limp body into his arms. He ran out of the demon's lair, slowing down once he was closer to their own home a few blocks away. He thanked his God that his George was still with him.
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"George, please! Tell me it isn't true!" he pressed down harder on the demon's neck, staring pleadingly at his fiancé. "Please, tell me you still love me..." he was in hysterics, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
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