Left Behind - Angry Birds (Leonard x Red)

A Royal Wedding

His cousin certainly knew how to decorate for a royal wedding. The guests, both important pigs and highly esteemed visitors from afar, were sitting in two long rows of chairs with the best view of the top of the staircase where the ceremony would soon take place. Bomb, who was clad in a fancy red bow tie, had taken a seat right in the center of the front chairs, with the hatchlings crowded onto the seat between him and Rachael. The king gave his children a wave, chuckling when they began bouncing in their spots to wave back at him.

From the distance, Leonard couldn't tell the triplets apart — the key was in their eye color, of course. The one in the middle wore a crown of pink flowers, and his two brothers wore adorable little blue and green checkered bow ties around their necks.

The rest of the amphitheater was crowded with common pigs of all sizes, who were wearing their Sunday best. Their eyes were trained on the top of the staircase, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Leonard moved to the side as several smaller pigs came through the doors behind him, and propped them open. His father stepped into view from one of the side hallways, leisurely joining him in the doorway. At the sight of the former king, the all pig band began to play a romantic cowboy ballad, signaling the beginning of the ceremony.

"Ready for your big day, son?" Harold asked, stepping back to ensure that everyone had a clear view of the main hall just beyond the doors.

"I've been ready for a while now," Leonard admitted, trying not to clutch his hooves together. Now was not the time to be getting pre-wedding jitters.

The band switched to the royal wedding march, and everyone focused their attention on the main inner staircase. A flash of gold ended in Chuck darting down the staircase to stand between the two pigs. "Ooooh, fancy," the yellow bird said, letting out a high-pitched whistle.

Leonard raised an eyebrow in displeasure, and the speedy little bird quickly darted back up the stairs. A moment later, familiar red feathers became visible just above the railing. The king felt his heart clench, butterflies beginning to swarm in his stomach as the petite bird suddenly stopped in his tracks. There was clearly a whispered conversation going on between the avian pair, which resulted in the crimson bird coming into full view — after being pushed not-so-gently from behind by his yellow friend.

Both Red and Leonard had equally annoyed looks on their faces as they frowned at Chuck, who didn't even have the decency to look embarrassed. Leonard shook his head, and focused on his lovely bride-to-be, who was looking soft and delicate in his silken robe. As he slid down the steps, holding the corner of the robe to keep from tripping on it, the rays of the setting sun hit his crimson feathers, framing them in gold.

It wasn't until the little avian was standing next to him that Leonard realized that the stylists must have painted liquid gold dust on the edge of his feathers, giving them that special shine. "You're lovely," the king found himself saying, ignoring the yellow bird that darted past them to join the little group in the front chairs.

Red was clearly embarrassed by the praise as he looked away, his eyes darting over the crowd. "I'd better look good. Those three stylists poked and prodded at me for what felt like forever. They even painted my feathers."

"As I said..." Leonard leaned down a bit, whispering directly into his lover's ear, "You look absolutely divine."

Harold cleared his throat, his gaze darting back and forth between the pair in front of him. There was a cheerful smile on his lips as he began the ceremony.

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"Do you, King Leonard Mudbeard XV, take this avian as your queen consort and husband, until death do you part?" Harold asked, gesturing to Red.