A/N So! Wedding story and the honeymoon story combined I believe. It has the potential to be incredibly long, this way, but I've done long ones before so hopefully it'll be able to keep your interest. Remember to feel free to let me know (in reviews or in PMs) if there is a particular scene you're dying to see written out. If it's something that will fit the story and the flow, I'm willing to try it. That said, thanks in advance for reviews and comments and here we go!

I Now Pronounce you...

"Hey, Sexy, what are you wearing?"

Tony Stark had been trying to pretend that he wasn't eavesdropping on the video call that was going on next to him at the table, but he couldn't help but roll his eyes and was forced to stop from smiling. He didn't look up from the tablet that he was using, but he was obviously not the only one to find the opening amusing.

"They do not really say that there, do they?" Shuri asked, smiling.

Peter shrugged.

"I've seen it in the movies, so they must, right?"

"I have seen talking dinosaurs in movies, also," she pointed out.

"True. What are you up to?"

"Making a list of what to bring." She turned toward someone off screen, and Peter and Tony both heard a deep voice, so they knew she was most likely listening to a man. She nodded and turned back to Peter. "T'Challa wants to know what the weather is like. We have looked at the forecast, but even in Wakanda we know that weather people get paid the same if they are right or wrong."

"Tell him it's been sunny all week," Peter replied.

"Supposed to rain Thursday," Stark said without looking up. "They might want to bring jackets – just in case."

Shuri smiled before Peter could relay the message.

"I heard. Is that Tony?"

"Yeah."

"Is he nervous?"

"He says he isn't," Peter said without asking. He'd heard people asking him the question all week, and they all received the same response. "We have our rehearsal tomorrow, so everyone will make sure they don't mess up when it comes to the real thing."

"I wish I could be there to see it."

"You'll be at the wedding," Peter said, grinning at the thought of having her back in the compound for a few days. "That'll be even better."

"I am excited. How did you do on your finals? I know you were concerned about them."

"I did okay. Considering the amount of days I missed this year, I'm surprised the teachers didn't all want to hold me back."

Tony chose that moment to lift his gaze from what he was doing and stuck his head in front of Peter's so he could see Shuri.

"He did great," he told the girl, clearly proud. "All As – even in PE. Plus another academic decathlon trophy for the school."

Shuri smiled at Tony – and at Peter's blush as the boy tried to move his father out of the screen, unsuccessfully, since Stark had already given up the pretense of not paying attention to the call, or the conversation.

"What is PE?" she asked.

"Physical Education," Peter explained, rolling his eyes with a grin as his hand went to Tony's face and he tried to move him.

"It's sit ups and pushups and running laps around the gym," Tony added.

"You do that in school?" she asked, confused.

"Yeah." Peter managed to get Tony moved – only because Stark let him; the boy never would have overpowered him for something like that. "Next year I get to choose what activity it is, though. Like swim team, or bowling, or I think archery is an option."

"I imagine that would be fun."

"It will beat running," he agreed. "When are you guys going to be here?"

"Wednesday evening. Your time."

"Great."

He was excited and didn't bother to hide it. Of course, the last time she'd been at the compound, he'd been injured and in no condition to play host. This time he was feeling good and was out of school, so he'd have all the time they wanted to hang out and he was looking forward to it.

"I am bringing you a surprise," she told him with a mischievous smile.

"What is it?"

Now it was T'Challa who stuck his head into the video call, his young face amused, as well.

"Does the word surprise mean something different in America, Peter?" the king of Wakanda asked the boy. "If she tells you what it is she is bringing, then it will no longer be a surprise."

Peter wasn't intimidated. True, T'Challa was a king, but the boy hung out with superheroes and legends. Besides, T'Challa was a good guy, and Peter had spoken to him on a few occasions, now. He shrugged, trying to look innocent.

"If she tells me, then I don't have to wait until Wednesday to find out."

"Anticipation is good for the soul," Shuri said, also trying to use her hand to move her brother's face out of the call.

"Is that a Wakandan saying?" Tony asked, curiously.

"It was in a fortune cookie."

Peter laughed, while Stark rolled his eyes, equally amused.

"I'll see you Wednesday," the boy told her.

"Yes." She smiled, again. "Call me and let me know how the rehearsal went."

"I will."

"Good-bye my love."

"My heart will be empty until I see you, again," Peter replied, grinning, as he ended the call.

Stark shook his head.

"You two think you're funny, don't you?"

The boy gave him an innocent look, his brown eyes wide and guileless. It didn't fool Tony for an instant.

"What? Can I help it that it was love at first sight? That she's my Juliet? My-"

"My ass," Tony interrupted, shaking his head with a smile. "You just do that to annoy T'Challa and me. And don't even pretend that you don't – because we're not dumb. We see right through you."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Tony," Peter assured him, putting his phone in his pocket.

His grin said otherwise, of course.

"You watch yourself, young man," Stark warned him, getting up and pointing the hand that was holding the tablet at him. "You two keep that up and T'Challa's going to have guards on her room – and on her. Maybe even on you."

Peter shook his head.

"She wouldn't let him do that. Besides, I'm a ninja. I can sneak past a guard or two, if I need to."

"Some ninja," Tony said, shaking his head. "I happen to know that you fell into the river yesterday."

"The bank was muddy. I slipped."

"Uh huh."

"Ask Ned."

"I don't need to. I have the video footage." He reached out and ruffled Peter's hair, his expression going from amused to serious. "I love you."

Peter smiled, his own expression turning happy. He loved being told that, and Tony knew it. And said it all the time without any self-consciousness about saying it. Even more, lately, since he told Peter that he wasn't going to see him for two weeks after the wedding, so he wanted to make sure the boy didn't forget while he was gone.

It never got old to Peter.

"I love you, too," he said, sincerely.

"Good. Let's go bother Pepper."