'~WARSICK: A Never Ending Battle~' Skephalo Edition-Book 1

XXXIII

Nikki's POV:

We had given Zak some food from the snack table. Hopefully the rest of the chocolate covered strawberries would hold him off till later in the wedding. I was currently standing on the left of the altar, Darryls groomsmen standing on the right. Darryl was already on the altar, waiting patiently.

People sat in the chairs in front of the altar. They were all full of joy and excitement. Mrs. Ahmed sat in the left front row. Mrs. Ahmed had a big smile painted on her face. Rocco, Zak's dog, and Lucy, Darryls dog, who he called Rat, sat on the grass, behind all of the rows of people.

Rocco had on a tuxedo and Lucy had on a purple skirt. Rocco was a Labradoodle dog. He was a big dog with white, fluffy fur. Lucy, on the other hand, was a Maltese dog. She was a rather small dog that could be a little feisty at times. She also had white, fluffy fur. It was Ant's idea to have Rocco and Lucy as the Ring Bearers.

They had been trained for this very moment for a few months now. They each had a little basket in front of them, made from twine. In each basket was a ring. Rocco carried Zak's wedding ring and Lucy carried Darryls. One of the servants held them on a leash, just in case they tried to run around. The servant would let the leash go when the dogs were going to trot over to the altar and deliver the rings.

I and Puffy both held a bouquet of flowers in our hands. Someone was playing the piano in the back. A little girl then skipped down the aisle, a basket in her hands. She sprinkled Santana Nile rose petals along the grass. "Aw! Her outfit is so cute!" I heard Mrs. Ahmed say. I smiled.

She skipped along, throwing petals. Once the girl had gotten to the altar, she stopped throwing petals and stood next to me and Puffy.

Suddenly, it went silent. That was when I saw Zak. His arms were locked with his fathers as he walked down the aisle. He looked excited and nervous at the same time. I looked over to Darryl who was smiling. He almost looked as if he was about to laugh. It was probably the dress. I giggled.

When Zak had gotten to the altar, he turned to face Darryl. Darryl turned to him too, the two interlocking hands. Zaks dad had sat down next to Mrs. Ahmed who seemed full of joy.

The Priest then began. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here on this glorious day to witness the union of Darryl Noveschosch and Zak Ahmed."

"Please repeat after me," he said to Darryl. "I, Darryl Noveschosch." "I, Darryl Noveschosch." "Take you, Zak Ahmed, to have and to hold." Darryl copied. Zak then spoke. "For better or for worse." Darryl added on. "For richer, for poorer." "In sickness, and in health." "To love." "To cherish."

"Darryl Noveschosch, do you take Zak Ahmed as your loftly wedded husband?" "I do." "And do you, Zak Ahmed, take Darryl Noveschosch as your loftly wedded husband?" "I do."

"Rocco, Lucy! The rings," he called. Zak slipped his engagement ring off of his right hand and onto his left. The servant let go of the leash, Rocco and Lucy picking up their twine baskets with their jaws. They trotted over towards the altar, their tails wagging happily behind them.

Zak giggled, Darryl smiling. The citizens that sat in the chairs in front of us all awed and clapped. Who couldn't? The dogs were so very cute! Darryl crouched down in front of them, grabbed the baskets. He set them on the altar, petting the dogs. He then picked the baskets back up, standing up again. Rocco and Lucy walked to the left, sitting in front of Jack, Ant, and Velvet.

Darryl took the rings out of the basket, handing them to the Priest who set the baskets off to the side. Darryl handed Zak his ring. Now, Darryl held Zak's ring and Zak held Darryls ring. Together, the two slipped on the rings on each other's right ring fingers.

"I pronounce that they are husband and husband, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. You may now kiss."

With that, Darryl moved his hands from Zaks, putting them around his waist. Zak put his hands around Darryl's neck, the two's lips connecting. Me and the others clapped, the people sitting in the chairs standing up. You could hear cheers from the crowd.

When Darryl and Zak parted, they looked at each other with bliss. Zak then buried his head in the crook of Darryls neck, Darryl copying Zak's actions. The rest of the wedding was filled with love and joy. This was a moment neither Zak or Darryl would ever forget.

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I hope this was good, I have no idea how to write weddings, let alone good ones.

Word count: 832