Sketch's POV
Davey squeezes me 'and as we'se doze off. Tamarrow we'se get married, and I'll be Mrs. Oliver David Callahan. Well if I'se were being addressed form'ly I would be known as that. Inform'ly I'se would be Mrs. Bridget "Sketch" Annalese Scott Callahan. I'se is giddy with 'citement at the very though o' marryin da man o' me dreams, Davey. Me bridesmaids are Hype, Star, Smalls, and me maid o' hona is Butta Fingas. Davey's best man is Mike, 'is grooms men are Ike, Morris, Jack, and surprsin'ly Oscar. I'se snuggle closa ta 'im as I'se fall inta a 'appy, but still somewhat fi'ful sleep.
Davey's POV
I'se wake up ta a bright-eyed bushy tailed Sketch. She grins as she kisses me good morning. Not only is it da foist day o' spring, but taday's our weddin day. Da day we'se both been 'xiously waitn for is here. I'se leap outta da bed, an embrace da love o' me life, while I'se lightly pinch 'er bot'om . She pulls away giggling and sayin, "naughty boy, jus' wait 'til afta da weddin an 'ception then you'se can do that all you'se want." I'se playfully gowl in 'er ear "I'se will wait Mrs. Callahan, I'se hope you'se is ready fa da night o' ya life." She playfully hits me arm, an gets ready ta go prepare with Butta Fingas. She finishes an cheerfully says goodbye as she 'eads out. I'se sigh, when Mike walks in. He's me best man, an is helpin me's get ready fa da most life changing event ta 'appen ta me in me life, it 'urpassed meetin Sketch. I'se is 'appy ta be marryin da love o' me life taday. Mike says that Butta Fingas was bakin all week fa this. Sketch has been busy with last minute prep'rations. This is gonna be da biggest day o' our lives. Eva.
Sketch's POV
I'se walk ta Butta Fingas's 'partment, 'frain from skippin. I'se is as nervois as a sinner in a church. Da priest is an old family friend o' Butta Fingas. I'se reach da 'partment, in a timely fashion, an walk in. butta Fingas greets me's with da biggest smile on 'er face. She pulls me's in ta look at da food. She's made a chocolate weddin cake fa us. Its completely iced, and decorated. I'se hug 'er, an thank 'er 'fusely. She jus' pats me shoulda an pulls out our dress. I'se gasp. I'se almost forgot how much I'se loved it. She smiles, an we'se start da ted'ous process o' getting ready. Da weddin's at four, an right now its ten. Butta Fingas an I'se go ova me vows ta Davey. Then we'se get me's bathed. Then we'se start on me's 'ruly 'air. It's gonna be a long time 'fore I'se is ready.