Stingy is always getting in the way of Sportacus and Robbie Rotten's time together. They try to cherish it but Stingy is obsessed with interrupting them.
Everything was prepared. This was going to be a night impossible to forget. Robbie and Sportacus were getting ready in their tuxedoes. Robbie was dressed in a dark purple suit and Sportacus was in a dark blue one.
The alter was ready with a white arch with vines swirling around it above them. Robbie and Sportacus walked down the isle together. They were holding hands and in the other, they each had a rose.
Stephanie was crying. I have no clue if it was because she was happy for them, or sad that she wasn't the one walking down that isle.
They stopped just below the arch and held hands still, facing each other.
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The priest said his little ordeal.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the love of Mr. Robbie Rotten and Mr. Sportacus." He went on and spoke about unbreakable love, vows and stuff like that, "Now," the priest said, "Do you, Robbie Rotten, accept Sportacus to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do." Robbie said, attempting to resist a smile. A wedding is very serious, I guess.
"And do you, Sportacus, accept Robbie to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do," Sportacus said, smirking.
"By the power vested in me," he started, "I now pronounce you man and," the priest paused, "Man..?"
"You may now kiss the groom."
Robbie and Sportacus wrapped their arms around each other, kissing passionately. They could here bells going off and cheering in the crowd. The newly weds pulled away from a sweet kiss and hugged.
Suddenly they door slammed open and Stephanie stood there with a black eye and rope around her ankle and loosely around her neck.
Everybody gasped. Stephanie pointed at the other Stephanie sitting in the crowd.
