A/N: This is a story I wrote a long time ago, because I wanted Jason and Connie to get married even when I was younger. It was originally meant to be light and very comedic, but somehow got a little twisted as the chapters went on. Hope you enjoy! :)

P.S. Happy Star Wars Day! "May the 4th" be with you :)

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A NEW START

Chapter 1 / Excitement

Sue looked up at Connie and smiled. "Uh, Connie?" she began. "You'll rip your hair out with all that brushing!"

"Huh?" Connie was startled. "Oh. I wasn't thinking. Yeah, I suppose that's enough. How do I look?" She tossed her brown hair behind her back.

"You look fine, Connie!" Sue replied.

"Are you sure?" persisted Connie.

Instead of answering, Sue began a new subject. "Are you excited?"

"More like nervous. I might faint while I'm reading my vows," Connie replied, flashing a smile. But the smile instantly became an anxious, frantic look.

"Oh, NO! My vows! I completely forgot about my vows! I have to write them out again! Where are they, oooooh where ARE they?!"

Sue grinned and handed Connie a sheet of paper. "Right here."

"Oh. Yeah," Connie said with a slight blush. She took the paper. "Well, don't just stand there, Sue! Come on! Are you coming with me to the hairdresser? I've already chosen the style I want."

"Yeah," replied Sue. "Has Jason seen it yet?"

"No way!" Connie exclaimed. "And he's not going to see it until I walk down the aisle."

"Oh. Why not?"

"Because I want it to be a surprise. It'll be special," explained Connie.

"Why is that special?" inquired Sue.

"Because he'll be surprised."

"Why would he be surprised?" questioned Sue. "I mean, don't you think he'll expect you to do it in a special way?"

"You ask too many questions, Sue," Connie said in playful exasperation. "Now are you coming or not?"

"Of course I'm coming," replied Sue. "I need to see if they're any good so I know where to get my hair done for my wedding."

Connie smiled at her.

"Are we going now?" asked Sue.

"Hey, I thought I was the one to urge you on," laughed Connie.

"Stop that, Connie," Sue said irritatingly. "Come on!"

"I'm coming." Connie followed her out the door. "Let's take the stairs!"

"The stairs?" Sue laughed.

"Yeah, I've got a lot of energy because I'm more excited than words can tell!"

"So I noticed. Hey," added Sue, her face brightening, "let's race. I'll take the elevator and you can take the stairs."

"Okay," agreed Connie, and they both rushed off.

"Hold still, Jason," Whit told his son. "I can't believe you don't know how to do your own tie."

"I'm not used to wearing ties!" protested Jason.

"Tom, are you ready in there?" called Whit.

"Just about," Tom Riley called back.

"What about you, Bernard?" Whit asked.

Bernard Walton stepped out of another room. "I'm ready." He grinned. "You know, Jason, I could give you a few tips in tie-tying."

"Thanks, Bernard," Jason replied, "but I'll pass."

"The tips are probably just a bunch of—" began Tom.

Bernard cleared his throat and cut in, "Sorry to interrupt, Tom, but—"

"Well then don't!" snapped Tom.

"Gentlemen," said Whit, "I think we should be getting ready."

"Did somebody say ready?"

Tom whistled. "That's quite the look, Jack. What did you do, cut out a picture of a tux from a magazine and glue it on you?"

"Uh…no," replied Jack Allen, a little puzzled.

"Hey, where's Eugene?" asked Bernard, looking around.

"Probably looking for an outlet somewhere to plug in his electric gizmos to do up his hair so we can see his eyes," suggested Tom.

"I'm ready!" called Eugene.

"Well, then come on out Eugene, so we can see you!" said Bernard.

"How is my apparel?" inquired Eugene, entering the room. "I was somewhat concerned about my waistcoat being crooked."

"Your vest looks fine, Eugene," answered Whit.

"Does it?" Eugene still looked uncertain. "Maybe if I straighten it vertically this way…"

"It's gonna stay like that," muttered Tom.

"Uh…how about you just leave it like that, Eugene," said Jason.

"Oh, of course," replied Eugene, appearing to be satisfied.

"So Jason," began Bernard, entering into a new topic of conversation, "you excited?"

"More like nervous. I might faint while I'm reading my vows," smiled Jason. But the smile instantly became an anxious, frantic look.

"Oh, NO! My vows! I completely forgot about my vows! I have to write them out again! Where are they, oooooh where ARE they?!"

"Right here," said Whit, handing them to his son.

"Oh. Yeah, Of course. Right…right where I left them," faltered Jason.

"How about we change the subject?" asked Eugene.

"Good idea, Eugene," approved Jack. "So…what do we talk about?"

"What do typical guys talk about when they're getting ready for a wedding?" questioned Bernard.

"Well, how excited is everyone today?" asked Tom.

"Well," grinned Eugene, "being Jason's best man is rather exhilarating."

"What about you, Jason?" Tom inquired. "You should be more excited than all of us put together."

"I guess I am excited," Jason replied with a grin.

~TBC~