Decade {Lotor X Reader}

Epilogue

In Y/n's POV

After a couple years went by once Lotor and I reunited in my brother's backyard, we decided to settle down and marry each other properly. The way he proposed wasn't the most romantic, but certainly one to never forget.

. . .

Lotor and I were having dinner at McDonalds. Wearing grey/gray sweatpants and a (f/c) hoodie. He was wearing a beige turtleneck and wine red jeans, along with his hair tied back in a low ponytail and his glasses. For our anniversary dinner. Yee-haw...

"Are you sure you're okay with this setting? I could've taken you to someplace much more nicer than a fast food chain restaurant..." said Lotor, scratching his head with his finger.

"I'm fine... If we went to some high-class place, I would've had to dress-up and shit. Besides, trying to get a reservation is probably a pain in the ass," I said as I leaned back in the booth, resting my hands behind my head.

"Order 420!" the cashier said, pushing our tray of food towards the edge of the counter.

"I'll be right back with our dinner..." said Lotor as he stood up from his side of the booth.

After dinner, Lotor bought us a milkshake to share as dessert. Sweet.

"Uhm, er, (Y/n)..." his sentence started trailing off.

"Hm?" I hummed in reply.

"This would never be the ideal place to do something like this, but I have no time left to waste." He stood up and walked over to my side of the booth. "(Y/n), would you do the honor of making me the happiest man/alien in the world, and ma-"

He slipped over a french fry.

The employees at the front were staring, their faces looking like they saw a murder happen right in front of them.

I hid my face in my hood to make sure he didn't see me laughing.

"Lotor..!" I exclaimed, half-hoping he was okay-half-laughing my ass off. "Are you okay?!"

"Y-yes... I just didn't expect to slip over a fried piece of potato. "As I was saying: Will you marry me?" He held out a box with a simple (f/c) ring inside of it.

"Oh shit this is actually happening at McDonald's." I mumbled under my breath. I wanted to laugh because the setting was so simple but at the same time my eyes started tearing up from the happiness I felt.

"Aw Lotor...! Of course I will, you space grape!" I exclaimed, hugging him tightly on the floor of our local McDonald's.

Some 'aww's were audible from the restaurant employees.

~

"Peter! Where are you?!" I cried out, trying to look for my son.

"He's over here, darling," whispered my husband, pointing to our son's room. "He's playing video games with Curtis and Shiro's son,"

"With who now?" I peeked into the room.

There sitting on a couple of monochrome beanbags was our teenage son and Shiro and Curtis' teenage son, Sirius playing Smash Bros' on the switch.

"Fuckkkkkkkkk...!" cried Sirius, whining about the video game most likely. "Quit 'PK Firing' me, Pete,"

"Not unless you kiss my ass, Sirius. Ness is gonna whoop Dr. Mario's ass whether you like it or not!"

Looking at the two boys, and then at Lotor, I sighed in content. Yep. This is the life. From being in a galactic war with aliens to marrying one and even having a kid with one. I wouldn't want it any other way.

A/n: HEYO! This was super short I know, but I just wanted to write a little something-something for AFTER the whole main story and shit. :P Also I named Shiro and Curtis' kid "Sirius" cause I wanted their kid to be named after something that reminded them of space hee hee. Have a nice day!

- C_N_T