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Reverend Lovejoy #1

Requested by @Spade_Karma, thanks for requesting! Hope you like it.

You heaved a nervous sigh as you sat there and watched yourself in the mirror in your wedding dress. You were finally marrying the love of your life, a certain Springfield minister and you had to admit that you were feeling a little scared, but you knew that this was what you wanted so you persevered.

You had gotten to know him real well in the time that you knew him and began dating. His name was reverend Timothy Lovejoy, and he had told you he was married before but had recently divorced. You felt bad for him  it at least that have you a chance to meet him and now marry him.

It was time now to walk down the aisle and you regrets were now creeping into your mind. You tried and tried to rid yourself of them but they kept popping up. He was standing there already, eagerly waiting for you, and then the vows started. It was a different pastor marrying you two, of course.

 "We are gathered here in the presence of God, family, and friends to unite Timothy Lovejoy and (y/n) (l/n) in holy matrimony" Started the old priest. You knew how this went and so your mind started to trail off. You tried to deal with all the doubts and worries and you turned your head away, looking down at the ground with a worried expression as you clutched your bouquet of flowers. Timothy saw the look on your face and put his hand underneath your chin and lifted your head up gently to face his smile. When you saw him you smiled back and you remembered why you were here and realised why you were doing this and just how much you loved him and you wanted nothing more on this day but to just marry him, the one you loved.

 "If anyone has any objections, speak now, or forever hold your peace" The man took his eyes away from the book he was reading from and said so in a solemn voice as he looked around at the church.

 "I object!" You heard a voice say and someone burst open the doors. Everyone including you and Tim gasped. It was Helen!

 "Helen! What are you doing here?" Timothy asked, astounded at what he was seeing as she approached the aisle.

 "Timothy, look, doesn't this remind you of when WE did this? Instead of you and whatshername"

 "It's, (y/n)" you frowned at the woman.

 "Whatever"

 "Helen" he shook his head. " You made it pretty clear you didn't want us to be together and now here we are. I'm marrying, (y/n), now is that a problem? " he asked as he put his arm around you.

 "I just think we should be together again! You don't even know her that well like you know me"

 " I'm sorry, lady, but you had your chance with him and you blew it. It's my wedding day, please leave? " you pleaded with her.

 "Who asked for you?" She sassed.

 " What?  It's MY wedding! Not yours! "

 "Well you don't deserve him! Little witch" she muttered.

 You gasped at this and you were finally losing your temper. "Listen up, you HAG! I love Timothy now and we're getting married so please just let us do so!" You argued.

 " Oh, you asked for it! " 

This ended up escalating into a full-scale fight. Everyone watched in horror as you were throwing fists, clawing each other, punching kicking and screaming. 

"(y/n)! HELEN! STOP IT!" Timothy SCREAMED as he tried to break you two up from tearing each others flesh with your acrylic nails. You donkey kicked her with your high heels and She went flying backwards and landed in the cake, splattering it everywhere!

She got up and threw the rest of the cake at you. You gasped as it went hurtling through the air and landed on you, making a huge mess of your wedding dress. "MY DRESS!" You squealed like porquee pig. You flew at her and both ended up rolling on the floor making a huge scene.

 "STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" Tim cried as she was now standing behind you and strangling with your own veil.

 "Helen" he facepalmed and took a sigh. "We are over! You know that so why did you have to come here and make a scene?" He asked, traumatised at this point.

"I just thought this would be the perfect opportunity for another chance!" She sniffed through her bloody nose.

"Well it was the worst possible! You ruined everything"

" Well you have a choice to make now " you said as you studied your black eye to see how bad it was.

"No I don't. I'm marrying you today, (y/n), and I don't care what anyone thinks. You're the woman I love" he smiled as he took you aside. "Now please, leave" he said to his ex who left sulkily.

"Oh dear, now where were we?" Asked the old priest, fixing his glasses.

 " I believe we were getting married " you smiled.

"Alright, do you..." But before he could get the words out of his mouth, you threw yourself on your new husband and kissed him passionately as he did the same.

"Oh, well I assume you do. I now pronounce you man and wife" he smiled warmly and the whole church cheered.