Never Forgotten

Chapter Forty

Canada's POV:

"Today's the day, bro." Alfred straightened the lapels on my suit and looked me over.
"You look absolutely adorable." Arthur nodded.
"But I was going for smashing!" I whined, running to the mirror and looking myself over again. Damn damn damn damn. Why did I have to be so damn cute!!!!!??
"Chill bro. You look great." America patted me on the shoulder.
"Thanks Alfie." I hugged him tightly.
"Jesus man, don't make me cry." He hugged back tightly. I wasn't sure how he didn't break my ribs.
"Sorry." I whispered, letting go.
"Just go out there and kill it okay?" Alfred gave me one final hug and rushed walked me out to the front of the chapel.
This was the first time I was seeing the decorations Gil decided on. I seriously wanted to cry.
He had maple leaves scattered along the floor and black crows on the ceiling, mixed in with yellow canaries. All the chairs were backed with either the Prussian or Canadian Flag and there was a maple syrup fountain in the corner. And the priest was dressed as a moose. A fucking moose.
"How the hell did I end up with you, Gil?" I whispered to myself, close to tears.
Music began to play and Liechtenstein entered, scattering maple leaves down the aisle. Gil entered next and I almost screamed.
He was dressed as Chris Pratt from Jurassic World and had His brother done up as a velociraptor. I swore right then that I was going to smack him when we got home.
He got to the end of the aisle and smirked at me. I glared back disapprovingly.
Nova Scotia was at the end of the line as the Ring Bearer. He stood off to the side, ready for duty. Ha. I said duty.
The priest went on and on but I was distracted by Gil in his little shorts. He actually had really nice legs.
"Matthew Williams, Do you take Gilbert Beilshmidt to be your lawfully wedded husband?" He asked finally.
"I do." I nodded.
"Gilbert Beilshmidt do you take Matthew Williams to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Ja. I do."
"Fucking kiss!" Hungary shouted from the crowd.
The priest glared before repeating the command in a more professional manor.
Gil grabbed me around the waist and kissed me affectionately. I detected the flashes of a few cameras.
When Gil pulled away he smirked again. "No homo."
"No homo." I agreed with a smile.

This wedding was partially the idea of mai homie Laura. R u reading this? I'll send you the link!
Thanks homie. One more Chapter Guys. I'm so sorry. :(
The new fanfic is gonna be called "Life Goes On."
*bows*
-shick