"Guh." Was all Peter could say. Weddingtime. His heart was thudding against his ribs as he followed Pierre, Robert and David out of the room. He calmed though, the second Liz's arm was around his. She pulled him back for a second and she pushed some of his crazy hair off of his face.
"Oh, My Peter. I'm so proud of you." She said, blink back the happy tears in her eyes.
Peter smiled at his older sister. "You see, the Spanish people know how to do it right, having the mother walk the groom down the aisle is a great idea. You're keeping me calm. And no crying, Liz. It's not like I'm your little baby leaving home or something."
Liz chuckled and she kissed his forehead. "Well you kind of are. You're my baby brother getting married!" She hugged him tightly again and then she linked her arm in his once more. "Are you ready?"
Peter let out a breath. "Okay. Yes. Ready. Grrr!" They gathered at the back of the Globe's Undertheatre and then he listened as the piano started, meaning Kait was cueing Caleb the ringbearer to start the procession. Pierre followed down the aisle, walking arm in arm with Hope. It was Robert and Emma next, followed by David and Kali and finally Thomas and Christina as the best man and the maid of honour. Then Peter and Liz walked towards the front and Peter caught sight of so many people he loved watching him. He gave Slink, Tasha and Kat a cute little wave and then Liz released him...slightly hesitantly...at the front of the church. He went to stand beside Thomas who clapped him on the back.
The music changed and everyone stood. Peter grinned as Lydia and Anna walked down the aisle spreading white rose petals and orange blossoms along it and then everyone stood as Aly entered, arm in arm with her mother and her father. Peter's jaw dropped open and Thomas reached around and closed it for him. God she was gorgeous. A minute later, Peter remembered to breathe and he watched Aly walk towards him and the rest of the world seemed to fade away.
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"Oh, My Peter. I'm so proud of you." She said, blink back the happy tears in her eyes.
Peter smiled at his older sister. "You see, the Spanish people know how to do it right, having the mother walk the groom down the aisle is a great idea. You're keeping me calm. And no crying, Liz. It's not like I'm your little baby leaving home or something."
Liz chuckled and she kissed his forehead. "Well you kind of are. You're my baby brother getting married!" She hugged him tightly again and then she linked her arm in his once more. "Are you ready?"
Peter let out a breath. "Okay. Yes. Ready. Grrr!" They gathered at the back of the Globe's Undertheatre and then he listened as the piano started, meaning Kait was cueing Caleb the ringbearer to start the procession. Pierre followed down the aisle, walking arm in arm with Hope. It was Robert and Emma next, followed by David and Kali and finally Thomas and Christina as the best man and the maid of honour. Then Peter and Liz walked towards the front and Peter caught sight of so many people he loved watching him. He gave Slink, Tasha and Kat a cute little wave and then Liz released him...slightly hesitantly...at the front of the church. He went to stand beside Thomas who clapped him on the back.
The music changed and everyone stood. Peter grinned as Lydia and Anna walked down the aisle spreading white rose petals and orange blossoms along it and then everyone stood as Aly entered, arm in arm with her mother and her father. Peter's jaw dropped open and Thomas reached around and closed it for him. God she was gorgeous. A minute later, Peter remembered to breathe and he watched Aly walk towards him and the rest of the world seemed to fade away.