Chapter 2

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The question of where to have the wedding was a tricky one. Beautiful Sherbrooke, Canada was considered; where Martin and his family and friends hailed from. Beverly Hills, as well as Malibu had their pros and cons, but eventually the decision was made.

Built just a decade ago, The Church of Malibu, with a view of the ocean, was a tall, square structure sporting windows that reached from the floor to the massive slightly slanted roof. Wooden walkways with railings twisted around the main sanctuary and angled upwards to other buildings of the facility, though stairs were also available.

"It's time, ladies!" Carmen said, barely containing her excitement.

Carmen, Alex's mother, walked with Stella and Gabriella, Clover's and Sam's mothers, respectively. Each looked roughly like an older version of their daughter, though Carmen's short hairstyle differed from Alex's pixie cut. Now that their parts in the preparations for the day were complete, they made a beeline for the glass double doors for the church.

Squares of multicolored tones of beige decorated the outside of the building. Small trees were found everywhere from the modest parking lot to the outside of the church, as were squat boxy landscape lighting fixtures that doubled as outdoor seating.

A dark-skinned man in a tux with an ascot and black hair in a mod haircut chuckled at something a guy in glasses with a goatee said. He was then clapped on the back by a well-built blonde man. The three spotted their wives approaching them where they stood by the entrance. The three couples exchanged pleasantries, then all entered.

Inside, Alex's parents gazed across the nave, which could seat about 170 people in rows of light grey movie theatre-like seats, split into two sections by a center aisle. Facing the low, carpeted stage, the high wood ceiling, peppered with modern lighting, sloped uniquely to the left. Along the walls to the front, wood panels and beige curtains were interspersed with panes of tall glass.

More people were arriving, and the parents of Alex, Sam, and Clover greeted newcomers.

Back in a large meeting room serving as the Groom's Suite, was Martin, a muscular young man with hair that shot up like yellow flame

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Back in a large meeting room serving as the Groom's Suite, was Martin, a muscular young man with hair that shot up like yellow flame. He wore a two-button single-breasted black tuxedo jacket with standard peaked lapels, and his white shirt beneath had a wing collar topped by a bow tie.

"I've faced every monster imaginable and survived," he said gravely, "but getting married to the most wonderful woman in the world is almost as scary."

Billy's sympathetic smile stretched across wide, expressive face. The shorter blonde young man sat in a padded folding chair on his left, a hand on Martin's shoulder. Windows were cracked open and ventilation was good in the modern building, a plus for the nervous groom.

"Deep breaths, Martin," he replied in a squeaky voice.

The true appearance of Billy, Martin's best man, was a tiny green alien with a large, bald head and pointy ears. Thanks to a holographic projector the alien got years ago from work at the Center, he was able to appear as a human.

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