In Skywalker Matrimony

The Wedding of Amethyst (Ren)

Kylo and Amethyst finally had some time to talk about their wedding, alone. Leia and Han knew that Amethyst and Kylo would get engaged, it was just a matter of when - they were yet to find out he actually properly (debatable) proposed to her in the hospital while they watched over their children. But now Han and Leia were gone, they were yet to tell them. The twins were sleeping. Rey was out at the hospital, to visit her father and make sure he was keeping well - being shot can put a downer on an almost fifty year old's life.

They sat in the kitchen with some ice cream. "So we're going to get married. First of all is there a specific date?"

"You know I don't want a big wedding but I do want a big dress. Like so big and fluffy."

"The dress is your department. You can have my card."

"I want it on the seventh of July. Free slushies!"

He was about to question but smiled. If his Amethyst asked for it on the day of free slushies then she'd get her wedding on that day. He'd make sure they got married nearby a 7/11.

"Asides from this would you like a wedding planner?"

"How absolutely impersonal!" Amethyst said with mock insult. "We can do this together."

"Tell my mum about the wedding and you'll get a free one anyway, whether you like it or not." Amethyst sighed loudly.

"Fine." She kissed his cheek and continued eating her ice cream.

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Amethyst took a step back when Leia went on and on about how she should have a big wedding. They were all in the living room, except Luke who was still at the hospital. Kylo was entertaining the twins.

"Like it or not, we're an influential family in Hoth. Everyone will want to attend our wedding." Leia said.

"It's a wedding not a political statement." Amethyst groaned. "We're not the royal family and we're certainly not the Kardashians. As some would have us believe."

"Aunt Leia." Rey spoke up. "After everything that's went on... I think what we need is family and friends not people we just smile to and then bitch at behind their back. Why don't we just... have a quiet wedding. With just all of us. That's what Amethyst wants. She's went through a lot as it is. I think she deserves a family not a parade."

"But it is going to be formal isn't it? There'll be ties?"

"I hate ties." groaned Kylo.

"Is there anything you don't hate?" asked Rey, annoyed. Her and Kylo weren't getting along (even more so that usual). "Other than you, your twins and Amethyst? Oh wait. You don't hate your mirror because it shows you how amazing you look. You don't hate your inner thoughts because of how amazing that they tell you you are! And I'm sure it tells you how big of a man you are!"

Amethyst sighed. She was wishing that Kylo and her had decided to go get married in private. "Come on let's all calm down."

"It's just a tie." Leia said, looking at her son. "What's wrong with a tie, it'll make you look smart?"

"I don't like ties! They choke me!"

"You not into that sort of thing? Should we write down ties as a hard limit for you?" Rey remarked with hostility.

"Shall we put down you being sober as a hard limit for you?" Kylo retorted.

"Oh look at big bad Kylo! Well no matter how much you have to throw in my face. You are still an overgrown manchild! Only children fight about wearing ties!" Rey snapped.