Wedding Bells

The Banquet

         Luz wrapped her arm around her new wife and rubbed her arm as Amity nuzzled deeper into the Latina's neck. They sat at their table, wrapped in each other's arms as they looked at the scene before them. Everybody was getting along. The room filled with the sound of talking and laughing. When Luz and Amity were making the guest list and the seating arrangement, Amity was worried that no one would get along or having nothing to talk about due to her and her wife being from different walks of life.

            Luz must have known what the Blight was thinking and kissed her head. "Look, everybody is getting along great."

            "They are," Amity said. "But what if the dishes get messed up, or they come out of order?"

            "That's what Laverne is for honey," The Latina said. "Plus, from what you told me and from what I know about her, she would rather have them remake it than send out a dish wrong."

            "I know. I'm just worried that something's going to go wrong." Amity began playing with her hair.

            "Everything is going to be fine," Luz said, kissing her green-haired wife's cheek.

            "You should listen to her, Amity," Boscha said. "It's your wedding, and you hired a great wedding planner. Just relax and enjoy your and Luz's special day."

            "Your right. I need to stop worrying and enjoy the day." Amity hugged her best friend. "Thanks, Boscha."

            "Anytime," Boscha said.

            Laverne made her way to the happy couple's table. "So, the first meal is almost ready to be served, and the cake has arrived. They are setting it up now."

            "Thank you," Luz said, taking a sip of her tea.

            "Anytime. I'm going to take a final look at the food, and then I'll join you." Laverne waved goodbye and walked towards the kitchen.

            "Speaking of food, what kind of dishes did you guys decide on?" Asked Tammy.

            "We wanted to go continue the theme of combining both our worlds," Luz said. "Amity's favorite type of food is Greek, and my favorite type is Latin American cuisine. We both agreed on an appetizer. Amity chose one entrée, and I chose the other one."

            "Aww, that's cute," Taylor said.

            "I just hope people like the food," Amity said.

            Luz squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. The green-haired woman looked into her lover's brown eyes and knew everything was going to be okay. She cupped the Latina's cheek and gave her a gentle, passionate kiss.

            "Ahh, much better," Amity said, giggling.

            The first course came out 10 minutes later. Pieces of toasted garlic bread were covered with different toppings. Some had tomato and basil while others had pulled pork and feta on them. One resembled a melt, with tomatoes and basil. Sparkling cider, water, and soda were poured into the etched glasses.

            "Bruschetta, huh?" Asked Tammy

            "Amity and I make these all the time at our apartment," Luz said, picking up a Bruschetta melt and eating it.

            "Luz, what about your lactose intolerance?" Asked Taylor.

            "One, everything served today is dairy-free, even the cake. And two, I took my lactose pills today."