Prologue

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                       Meme loved Wiktoria so much. It had been clear to him the day that Socks introduced her to him that she was the love of his life. They had started dating almost immediately. 

                               Meme remembered all the precious moments together. Even the small bad times they'd had helped them grow as a couple. Meme couldn't help but fall more and more in love, even when Wiktoria had revealed that she was part cow due to a curse that had been put on her family years ago.

                                                                Some  would've found it weird, but Meme didn't care. She was the best person he'd ever met, and he'd be damned if her being part cow would affect that at all, and he made sure to tell her that.

                  Socks had been so happy for his friend, and was so excited when Meme confessed to his best friend that he was in love. Socks had been hoping for this. Meme was a great guy, and deserved love.

                              You see, Socks believed Everyone deserved love in life. Even the people who weren't the nicest. Humans were naturally drawn to it, like a moth to a flame, and Socks was confident that it was the best. He saw how happy it made Meme, and didn't everyone deserve that happiness?

                                             Blaza had just been glad that his friends were having the time of their lives now that Meme had Wiktoria. The whole group enjoyed having her around. She was nice, funny, witty, and fit their chaotic energy perfectly without ruining the vibe at all.

              That was very important.

                                                           Besides, Blaza liked talking to Wiktoria, even when it wasn't just the whole gang together. She actually listened to him, and offered him actually smart advice, which Blaza really appreciated since he felt so dumb sometimes.

                                      Overall, he was very happy about the situation. It suited him just fine that everyone was happy for once. Even Woolfster, who was lowkey depressed sometimes, seemed to let his guard down around her. 

                                                                           Nadwe loved having Wiktoria around, though he didn't show it much. She was the closest thing to a mom that Nadwe'd had in a long time. 

                                        Wiktoria took care of him, and occasionally would stop the others from harassing Nadwe about being fourteen whenever it started to really bother him. 

                                                             Meme didn't tell Nadwe this, but the day Wiktoria had met Nadwe, she had walked up to Meme.

                                  "So what's the deal with Nadwe? Is he emancipated from his parents, or what happened there?" Wiktoria had asked.

                                                "No...he's technically in a adoption agency, but they kind of just let him have his own place and stuff as long as he lets them visit and check up on him from time. The crew would've done something, but none of the others are really responsible enough to handle him yet, and I didn't really know how..." Meme admitted, giving rise to a thought he'd had once or twice before.                                

                        "Meme, I want to adopt him." Wiktoria told him. Meme's eyes widened. 

                                                                     "Wicky, I'm down for that, but what made you want to?" Meme asked, slightly curious.

                                            "Every child deserves good parents in their lives, and I can tell that Nadwe wants some. Besides, he's a good kid." Wiktoria admitted.

                                 "Alright. I gotta admit, I'm so happy about this. He's going to be so happy once we do the paperwork and it's official." Meme said, grinning.

                                                              "Okay, but let's keep it a secret until then. I wouldn't want to get him excited yet just in case we aren't actually able to adopt him." Wiktoria suggested.

                      "Good idea, Wicky." Meme told his girlfriend, grinning.

                                                   God, he loved this woman.

                                 Little did she know he was going to propose that night.

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                                                           Meme had proposed, and the wedding planning had actually gone pretty quickly. Meme decided to wear a wedding dress as a practical joke for the wedding, as per his usual sense of humor, and Wiktoria laughed when he admitted it, vowing that she'd wear a tux then.

                                                  The couple had put Socks in charge of making the wedding come to life, and both eagerly awaited the wedding day. 

                                                          Plans were being made, and they couldn't have been more excited and giddy then in the the days leading up to the wedding day.

                       

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