AN: It is November, at least when I am typing this, and when I post it, most likely it will still be November. Okay, now this is the wedding story that I promised last year. Okay, with all of the trials and tribulations of planning a wedding. It will not be easy, especially with the fact that Michael and Miley have a little girl now. Now, watch the funny walk to get down the aisle.

Chapter One: The Dress Part One

Michael was busy going over some last minute details as Robby Ray was feeding and playing with Destiny, his granddaughter. Charles was sitting right next to his brother, and couldn't help but to smirk as he saw his little brother panic as they were going over the details of the wedding. Michael went through a lot growing up, but this was panicking him? Charles still couldn't believe it. Everything that Michael went through, especially as a child, for him to panic over something a simple as a planning a wedding is kind of funny.

"You are putting way too much stress into this." Charles said.

"I have to make sure that everything is perfect, you know?" Michael said, not even looking up from the various stacks of paper in front of him.

"You got the venue, you got the food, and the guests are arriving from out of town, so everything is set, ok?" Robby Ray said.

"This has to be perfect. This has to be really perfect." Michael said, running a hand through his hair.

"Bro, you are really stressing out. Maybe you need to go lay down." Charles said, biting back a chuckle.

Michael glared at his brother, but knew that he was right. Michael pushed his chair back, and sulked off to his room. He calmly closed the door, and laid down in his bed. Charles walked over to Destiny, and picked her up.

"So, you think that he is taking this too seriously?" Charles asked him.

"Too seriously." Robby Ray said.

"I agree, he needs to leave some room for error." Charles said. "I'm not wishing for anything bad to happen, but in case it does, leave some room so it doesn't bite you in the ass later."

"That's the way to look at it." Robby Ray said. "I think that things will go smoothly as long as nothing really bad happens."

"I agree." Charles said, taking a seat next to him.

"So, do you honestly think that something bad is going to happen?" Robby Ray asked him.

"I am willing to bet money that it does." Charles sighed.

While the women were at Miley's last dress fitting, David, Christian, and Alexander were sulking through a nearby mall while their girlfriends were at the Dress Fitting, and getting their bridesmaid dresses. They did not want to sit around and listen to them all talking about things that only they would talk about. That was going to come later when they had to drive them home.

"So, how do you think the fitting is going?" David asked them both.

"No idea. We are going to hear all about it on the drive home, though." Christian said.

"Not to be the bearer of bad news, but this wedding, isn't it going to put the pressure on us in the near future?" Alexander asked them.

David and Christian both stopped, and turned to glare at him.

"What? What did I say?" Alexander asked them.

"He is right, though." Christian said. "I can hear it from Tawni now. 'Christian, I want our wedding to be like Miley and Michael's.' Man, I know that is going to happen."

"I know I am going to hear it." David said. "Alex and I grew up together, so she has been hinting at it somewhat already."

"It's going to be a comfortable few days, for sure." Christian said. "I already know it is going to get uncomfortable in the time up to the wedding."

"Yeah." David sighed.

"Hey, you think that Mike is going to try and peek at the dress before the wedding?" Alexander asked them both.

"I know my cousin, and yes, he will." Christian sighed. "Remember right before Destiny was born?"

"Right. He asked me to try and peek at the pictures that would tell them what their child was going to be." David said.

"I have a feeling this is going to be way worse than that." Alexander said.

"We agree." Christian said. "We know Michael, so that is something we can't help but to agree with you about that."

David nodded, and a laughed softly.

Tawni, Melody, Alex, and Casey were waiting outside the tailor's room while Miley got her final fitting for her wedding dress. Miley hoped that it would fit perfectly. The other girls that were with her were bored out of their mind. They already got their dresses, the bridesmaids dresses, and the wait was for to see if Miley's wedding dress was just right, or if it needed any more work.

"Okay, that's it." The tailor said. Miley looked in the mirror, and sighed nervously.

"Really? Is everything alright?" Miley asked.

"Yeah. Nothing really to be done. It fits perfectly." The tailor told her.

Miley stepped off the stand, and walked out to where her friends were waiting for her. It wasn't long before they surrounded her, all talking.

"How does it look?" Miley asked them.

"Mike is going to love it." Melody said.

"He's not going to see it until the wedding day, and you are not going to say anything to him either." Miley told them sternly.

"We won't." Alex said, shaking her head no.

"If that's the case, where are you going to put it?" Casey asked her.

"In our closet." Miley said. "I can trust him not to look at it."

"Really?" Tawni asked her, sounding skeptical.

"Really." Miley said. Tawni turned to Casey and Alex and shrugged her shoulders.

"I saw that." Miley said.

"Of course you did." Tawni said. "It's time to go?"

"It is. I just have to get this wrapped up properly." Miley said. She walked back to the dressing room to take the dress off, but not before giving her friends one more twirl.

"God, that is going to get old." Alex said.

"Is someone jealous?" Melody teased.

"No. I know that keeping something like that a secret from her fiancee is not going to work." Alex said.

"So he's gonna see it. That is what you are saying?" Casey asked her.

"Yes. He is going to see it, and he is going to be in for a surprise when he does." Alex said.

"What? You think that he is going to ruin it?" Melody asked.

"Not on purpose." Alex said.

"He's not you, for one." Melody said.

"Okay, cute. Very funny." Alex said.

"I'm serious." Melody said. "I heard stories from Mike about the trouble that you caused back in New York."

"That was when I was a young immature girl." Alex said.

"And now?" Casey asked, crossing her arms.

"Well..."

"You are the same, just slightly older." Melody said.

Alex stuck out her tongue, just in time for Miley to come back with her wedding dress all wrapped up carefully.

"Okay, I got my dress right here all wrapped up. Let's go back so I can put this up." Miley said.

A few hours later, Miley returned with a black case that contained her wedding dress. Michael was sitting on the couch, with Destiny on his lap. Destiny began to coo happily when she saw Miley. Miley walked over and kissed him and their daughter. Michael's eyes immediately went to what was in that bag that she was carrying, which he knew that was her wedding dress.

"So, that's the dress?" Michael asked her.

"Yup. This is what I am going to wear when we get married." Miley said.

"So, can I take a peek?" Michael asked. He reached for the dress, and Miley snatched it away.

"No way. You will see it when we get married." Miley said.

"If that is the case, why did you bring it home?" Michael asked her.

"I know that you are curious, but do not take a peek." Miley said, walking away and putting up her wedding dress. Michael sat there, and took a look at Destiny.

"So, do you think that I should take a peek at Mommy's wedding dress?" Michael asked his infant daughter.

Destiny shook her head no.

"Well, okay then, fine." Michael said. Just as he was about to drop it, Michael felt the urge to look at the dress creep back into his mind.

"Great, I am not going to be able let this go, am I?" Michael said to himself.

As the day went on, Michael's curiosity began to get the best of him. He knew that her wedding dress was going to look beautiful on her, but he had to try and see what it looked like. He contemplated sneaking a peek of it. Every time he was around that black bag with her wedding dress inside, he had to fight the urge to look inside of it and look at her wedding dress.

Michael sighed, and just decided that he was not going to look at her wedding dress. That little goal that he just decided for himself lasted all of twenty minutes, as he just thought of a way to look at the wedding dress...

"Okay, you want me to do what?" David asked as they sat in Michael's living room. Miley took Destiny over to Robby Ray's place, and that left the two friends in Michael's living room by themselves, with only time and a mischievous plan on their minds, Michael's mind at least.

"I want you to look at Miley's wedding dress, and tell me what it looks like." Michael said.

"Just how in the ever loving hell am I supposed to do that?" David asked Michael.

"Simple. You use your Jagan eye to look through the bag, and describe the dress to me." Michael said.

"No." David said sternly.

"Come on, what's the worse that could happen?" Michael asked him.

"We could get caught, for one." David said.

"That is not going to happen." Michael replied.

"Two, something really stupid could happen to the dress." David said again.

"How could something happen to the dress?" Michael asked him. "I am not even going to take it out of the bag."

"I don't know. I just have a really bad feeling about this." David said.

"Don't worry about it. Here." Michael said. He quickly left the room, and David knew he went to go get the dress, and then Michael returned with the dress, still in the black bag that came with it.

"See? All I want you to do is to look through the bag, and tell me what the dress would look like." Michael said.

"Really? That is all that you want me to do, right?" David asked, constantly looking between him and the covered wedding dress.

"Right. That is all." Michael said.

"Fine. The girls are not going to like this, though." David said.

"Thank you." Michael said, truly meaning it.

Michael held out the dress, and the moment that David turned to it...

POOF.

Michael and David stood there in complete silence, and both horror and confusion as to what just happened. Gone, not a single trace of the dress. Right into thin air, the dress truly just disappeared.

Michael just stared between the empty space that he just had the dress in his hands, and David, who had the same dumbstruck look on his face.

"Well, shit." David finally got out.

AN: Well, that happened. Expect the entire story to have situations just like that one. Another thing, as with the synopsis, this is the first in a series of stories. Thanks for reading.