IT'S HERE!
~Third person POV
"Start the music!" Alby signaled the musicians.
Violins and bongos started to play, Newt and Reyna appeared at the doors, and Gally's eyebrows were anchored to one spot on his fa-never mind.
"Dear future husband..." Chuck sang.
Reyna and Newt started to walk down the aisle.
"Here's a few things you'll need to know if,"
"Shuck..." Minho sighed.
"You wanna be, my one and only, all my life." Chuck smiled.
"AWWWW..." His gospel choir sang in harmony.
"TAKE ME ON A RUN! MY LITTLE BITCHY BUN! AND DON'T FORGET THE BACON I EAT EVERY DA-AY. CAUSE IF YOU FEED ME RIGHT, I'LL BE THE PERFECT WIFE- I'LL SPANK YOUR ASS AT NIGHT, SP-SPANK YOUR ASS JUST RIGHT. HEY!" Chuck spanked the air in front of him.
Reyna's smile grew into a smirk, and she looked straight at Minho nodding, while Newt handed her to him.
"YOU GOT THAT SASSY SIDE! WELL BABY SO DO I! SO DON'T THINK I'LL BACK DOWN DURING EVERY FI-IGHT. I NEVER LEARNED TO DRAW, BUT I CAN SPANK YOU RAW! SING ALONG WITH ME. SI-SING ALONG WITH ME. WOOH!"
"You better know, how to treat me like a lady, even when I'm hella bitch-eh, tell me you'll still kiss me at night." Chuck and his choir sang in harmony.
"AWWWW- AFTER EVERY FIGHT, JUST GIVE ME LOVE AT NIGHT, AND MAYBE THEN I'LL LET YOU TRY TO ROCK MY BODY RIGHT. YOU KNOW THAT I'M RIGHT, FUCK YOU BOY YOU KNOW I'M ALWAYS RIGHT. WHY FIGHT WITH ME? HUSBANDS SHOULD NEVER DISAGREE!" Chuck ended his short little song/aisle music.
"WOO!" Everyone applauded.
"Thank you, we'll be singing the whole thing at the after party NOW WED THESE TWO YOU SICK EYEBROWED FREAK!"
"Ehem." Galley cleared his throat. "As you all know, none of us survivors have any religious authority in any religion to join these two in marriage. But after taking a really hard essay and aptitude test, I was the next best thing... Well... Next-next best thing, Chuck scored higher but he's a part of the gospel choir now so deal with it." He fixed his collar.
Clint raised his hand.
"Yes?"
"Um, if we don't know shit about the past religions... What does that make us?"
"Chuck scored highest so he decides what we are and who we worship. I am wedding Minho and Reyna under the Fandom religion, and for all of you non-beshipers, please leave now." Galley explained.
No one left.
"Alright then! So, we are all here today, standing in front of the raging flames of feels, to ship Reyna and Minho, to create, Reynho. Can we have the rings please?" Gally held his palm open. "Thank you. Ehem. Do you, Reyna no-last-name, take Minho as the H-O to your REYN?"
"I do."
"And do you, Minho the douche-RUNNER, take Reyna to be the R-E-Y-N to your ho?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Well then," Gally made an appalled face. "With the power vested in our fandom flames, you shall now and forever, be, REYNHO." Gally lit a match and held it next to the giant wooden and glass heart/flame structure in front of Reyna and Minho.
The whole thing caught multi-colored fire, melting some patches of snow around them.
"OOOOOO!" Chuck and his gospel choir sang.
"You may now kiss the groom."
Reyna jumped up at Minho, giving him a big kiss.
"OHHHHHHH!!!" Everyone in the crowd cheered.
"GET HIM! GET HIM!" Someone in the crowd cheered.
"CAKE TIME!" Minnie jumped up and down-clapping her hands.
|During the after party|
"READY?" Reyna asked the giant mob of women behind her.
"YES!"
"OKAY. ONE... TWO... THR!-THREE!" She tossed her bouquet of flowers behind her.
"YOU BITCHES ARE GOING DOWN!" Chuck bulldozerd everyone in his way.
"THERE IT GOES!" Beatrice gasped.
"What the poop?" Minnie looked down at the flowers that landed in her lap.
"SHE GOT IT!" Annabeth exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Screw this, I'm going to get more cake. Can you hold this for me Newt?" Minnie threw the flowers behind her and into Newt's chest.
"Ow! I don't want some stupid flow-
"HE HAS THE FLOWERS! GET HIM!" The giant mob of girls charged.
"Run Newt! Run!" Minho cheered.
"What are you-HOLY NO IM JUST NEWT-
"MUST GET THE FLOWERS!" The girls yelled.
"Hey..." Minnie thought for a bit. "Newt... Mus? Newt... Mas? Newtma- Eh forget about it, I want cake now." She waved away the thought.
"HAS ANYONE SEEN REYNA AND MIN-
"Hush Alby." Chuck held a finger up. "They went to the treehouse. Let them be, for I want tiny babies."
"So... CAKE ANYONE?"
FUN FACTS ABOUT THE RELIGION OF FANDOM
1. To be a priest, one must feel the feels.
2. The holy fandom flames will burn for an eternity only if we all ship.
3. Religious masses for worship are held every Saturday.
4. Grapes symbolize bad luck for they can choke people.
5. Barbecue sticks are fed into the fandom flames every Saturday, because it is believed that it will prolong the bright flames.
6. Chuck eats the barbecue sticks when no one is looking.
7. Rocks are evil and are not allowed anywhere near the flames.
8. You will be thrown into a cage if you dare harm thy precious leader Chuck.
9. If you stop shipping a ship, a fairy dies.
10. Cleansing your face with the ash from the fandom flames will eliminate pimples.
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