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Artemis and Holly did not want a big wedding. They wanted a small, simple wedding, with just their friends and family. That's what they said to Juliet when they asked her to plan the wedding.

Juliet didn't listen.

Instead of a small, simple wedding, they got a gigantic wedding with a guest list that stretched from here to the Moon.

But that'll come later.

Instead, we'll focus on how exactly Juliet wrote a guest list that stretched from here to the Moon without revealing the existence of the People. Luckily, the groom-to-be was a genius, and Holly's engagement ring also doubled as a little gadget thing that, with the help of a little magic, made her the height of an average adult woman. So, that fixes the height problem. But there were other bumps in the road of life that was Artemis' and Holly's future.

Like age.

Luckily, one of Holly's best friends was N°1, the most powerful warlock in the history of ever. He just so happened to know of a spell that could make Artemis' lifespan the same as the average fairy's. He also knew of one that could make Holly's lifespan the same as the average human's. There was a lot of... debate... over which spell to use.

"I'll do it, N°1. Do the spell on me."

"No, Holly. You would live to be a fraction of what you would if you didn't. Let me do it."

"Artemis, if you do it, you will lose your mother and father, Butler, Juliet, and your brothers while you're still young. I won't lose anyone. Besides, I've already lived eighty-nine years, a few centuries cut off my lifespan won't matter as long as I don't have to lose you soon. Wait." She turned to N°1. "The average human lives around seventy-five years. Will the spell kill me if I do it?"

N°1 shook his head. "You are in your early twenties in human years, so you should live about as long as Artemis."

"See? I'm doing it." The look on her face dared him to argue. He took the dare.

"Holly, please, let me do it."

"Just because we're getting married soon doesn't mean I can't punch you."

He sighed. "Okay. If you're sure."

She smiled, happy that she won. "Okay, N°1. I'm ready."

Red sparks shot out of the little imp's hands, and the sparks encased Holly until she thought she was drowning in the magic. Just when she thought she was going to die, the magic let her go and she fell to the floor. Artemis attempted to catch her and instead fell with her.

"Are you okay?" He asked his fiancé, helping her up.

"Yeah. Did it work? I don't feel any different."

"Oh, it worked." N°1 answered. "If it didn't, you'd be having severe headaches and stomach cramps. Be glad I am as skilled as they say I am."

Holly nodded. "Thanks, N°1."

As N°1 turned to leave, Artemis remembered something. "Wait, N°1." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper and a silver band. "Here."

N°1 took the items from him. "Um...thanks?" He read the card, which was an invitation to their wedding. He held the bracelet out and looked at it. "I don't mean to cause offense, but you are not the type to give gifts just because, Artemis."

Artemis and Holly shared a knowing glance. "Put on the bracelet."

The demon warlock slipped on the band, and his shape began to change. His horns were sucked into his head, his ears shrank, his height doubled, his skin turned from gray to tan, and the magical runes along his forehead and arms changed to look like tattoos. His red eyes changed to blue, and his head sprouted straight, sandy blonde hair that stopped when it reached his ears. He turned and looked in the mirror. "Wow. How...how did you do it?"

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