Lovers Once More - Radiostatic

The Wedding

A few weeks later, the big day arrived. Vox and Alastor, eager to finally be married, couldn't wait any longer to make it official. The venue was lively and decorated, filled with close friends and colorful arrangements that looked almost celestial against the fiery backdrop of Hell.

Charlie entered the hall with Vaggie by her side, both of them sparkling in beautiful white dresses. Spotting Lucifer nearby, Charlie noticed his attire—a red, Hell-themed officiant suit. She raised an eyebrow, approaching him.

"Dad, why are you dressed like that?" she asked, confused but amused.

Lucifer grinned. "I'm officiating the wedding, of course," he replied, giving her a wink.

In the next wave of guests, Husk and Angel entered arm in arm. Husk wore a sharp grey suit, while Angel was dressed in dark pink, adding a splash of vibrant color as they found their seats. Before they could settle in, Lucifer approached Husk with a knowing smile.

"You should go find Alastor," he said with a mysterious glint in his eye.

"Why?" Husk asked, a bit surprised at the unusual request.

Lucifer just winked. "You'll see."

Intrigued, Husk followed Lucifer's suggestion and made his way to where Alastor was getting ready. He found Alastor adjusting his suit, looking both excited and nervous. Alastor turned, spotting Husk, and his expression softened.

"Husk," Alastor began, his voice warm, "I know Niffty's the flower girl, and Lucifer's officiating, so I wanted to ask if... you'd walk me down the aisle."

Husk was caught off guard, his gruff demeanor giving way to a rare softness. He cleared his throat, nodding as he met Alastor's eyes. "Of course, pal," he replied with a faint smile.

Alastor smiled, looking at Husk with a touch of nervousness in his usually confident eyes. "And one more thing... I want you and Angel to be my best men," he said warmly. "So, after you walk me down the aisle, you'll stand next to me, and Angel will be waiting by the altar."

Husk's expression softened even more. "You got it," he said, his voice a little hoarse. He gave Alastor's shoulder a reassuring squeeze before heading off to find Angel.

As the final touches were being made for the wedding, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement and a hint of nervous energy. Charlie stood near the entrance, adjusting the decorations when she spotted Rosie arriving, her vibrant presence lighting up the room.

"Rosie! You made it!" Charlie exclaimed, rushing over to greet her friend.

"Of course! Wouldn't miss it for the world!" Rosie replied, wrapping Charlie in a warm hug. "How's everything going?"

"It's a little hectic, but it's all coming together. I just hope everything goes smoothly for Vox and Alastor," Charlie admitted, glancing toward the dressing area where Alastor was pacing nervously.

Rosie noticed Alastor's anxious demeanor and smiled reassuringly. "Let me go talk to him. He's probably just feeling the pre-wedding jitters." She made her way over to Alastor, who was fiddling with the cuff of his suit, his brow furrowed in concern.

"Hey, Alastor," Rosie said softly, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You okay? You look like you're about to take off running."

Alastor let out a shaky breath, his eyes darting around. "What if I mess everything up? What if Vox doesn't like the vows I wrote? I'm just... I'm worried."

Rosie chuckled lightly, her voice steady and calming. "Alastor, you're going to be amazing. Vox loves you, and he'll adore whatever you say. Remember, this is about the two of you and the love you share. Just be yourself."