The key that opens the door of miracles is in everyone's hand
But the ones who realize that are far and few
A miracle great enough to change one's destiny doesn't always come
With the power to change and the small steps you take forward,
The Door of Miracles will open someday.
Beep beep beep… Beep beep beep…
A hand emerged from a giant groaning lump under a blanket and groped around for a cell phone on the coffee table covered in empty beer cans and peanuts.
Beep bee--
The phone was grabbed and it ceased it's beeping.
Throwing off his blanket, Gilbert rubbed his eyes and squinted to see who was calling.
"Oh, crap!"
He leapt off the sofa, grabbing the tuxedo he had hung on the handle of the closet and charged into the bathroom.
Abandoned again on the sofa, his phone began to ring again.
He burst out of the bathroom with only one arm in the sleeve of his coat and grabbed his phone, pocketing it and running out the door.
He waves his for a taxi but it zips past him and he vainly chases after it.
"Hey! What the hell!"
He stops and sharply turns around. He jumps into the middle of the road in front of the next taxi and stops it.
"Alright." He hopped into the taxi and it took off to the cathedral.
Elizabeta was looking at herself wearing a wedding dress in the mirror.
There were a couple knocks on the door and it opened, revealing two brown-haired twins poking their heads in.
"Eliza~"
She looked at them and smiled.
The younger grinned and came in, with the older following right behind.
"In my heart, I always thought me or Lovino would get married before you."
"Me too, I always thought one of you two would get married first, since you were always talking about love and searching for your perfect match and everything." Elizabeta said, sitting in front of the mirror again.
"Yeah, right?" Lovino said, pulling the hairbrush through her hair.
Eliza giggled.
"In university… I remembered you promised that if either of you got married, you'd give the bouquet to me."
"Eh? We said that?" Feliciano asked.
"Yes, you did! That's why I always had this fuzzy notion that I'd get married after I received the bouquet from you!" she stated.
Lovi yanked the brush through a knot in her hair and wore a smug grin on his face when she winced and looked at him angrily.
"That's why it's important to keep the order."
She began to smile sweetly at them.
"Hey… Would you care to receive my bouquet today?" she asked them.
Feli beamed brightly and stood beside her.
"Of course we will!" he chirped.
The older twin set the brush down.
"Although we can still get married even without your bouquet."
They all began to laugh together. (Yeah, that's was corny, I know.)
The taxi came to a sudden halt.
"What, why are we stopping?"
The taxi driver just smiled at him and stated naively.
"Well, as you can see, the road's blocked for a marathon and so there's a lot of traffic here."
Gilbert sighed. "Can't you do something about this?!"
"If you think all taxi drivers have secret shortcuts and know every detour like the back of their hand…"
Gilbert leaned forward with his hopes high.
"Then you're mistaken." And then his hopes were shot down again.
"I'm also bad with narrow streets, parallel parking, an--"
Leaving some money on his seat, Gil jumped out of the door and slammed it closed. "Later!"
He began to run as fast as he could to the cathedral.
Feliciano and Lovino came out to the front of the cathedral.
"Is Gilbert still not here yet?" Lovino asked, obviously irked at how late he is.
Francis turned to look at them with his phone pressed against his ear.
"I've been calling him like crazy. He's not picking up at all." he noted, frustration showing in his voice.
Antonio stomped on the ground in anger. "What on Earth could he be doing on a day as important as this!"