You guys didn't honestly think that I wouldn't show you their wedding, right? I mean come one, I live for fluff; and trust me, this is fluff. I'm sorry for any cavities that you may receive from reading this. This takes place one year after The Ties That Bind Us-one year before Izzy and Dan got married. If you don't know what I'm talking about, go check out my Family Ties series, because this oneshot is related to that. But, it could be read alone if you prefer, some places might just confuse you a bit. Enjoy Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Nickelodeon does.
The day had started out hectic enough; Sam was beyond thankful to Clockwork, knowing the elder ghost was keeping all the other ghosts at bay in the Zone. If he hadn't, she was pretty sure her head would be rolling on the floor.
Her wedding day had finally arrived, and Sam was ready for it to be over. Her mother had planned just about the whole thing, from the venue down to the napkins that sat at the reception table. Usually, the goth wouldn't let her mother touch one thing when it came to an important event such as this, however at the end of the day, all she gave a damn about was that she'd be married to Danny. That was what kept her sane about everything. And with their improving relationship over the years because of Danielle, her mother knew where to keep to her limits.
But even with all the time that passed, her mother still had her wits about her.
The church was nothing short of being grand. High archways framed the entryway. Stained glass paintings filled the windows, capturing the afternoon sun and making the colors dance across the concrete of the floor. It brought such a sweet warmth to the whole building that she could not help but feel happiness bubble inside. Even though she wasn't one for sunshine, she'd make an exception for this day.
She soon sat down in front of the vanity at the back of the church with her bridesmaids, Valerie and Jazz, her maid of honor – that being Danielle of course – the hair and makeup stylist that her mom had hired, much to her cringe, and finally her parents. She could see the three girls started to leave the room to get into their dresses as the stylist began to pull at her hair with a curling iron.
For the first time that day, she was actually able to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes had little bags lined underneath – nothing the makeup artist couldn't fix – but the little purple marks told a story of her staying up quite late, long after Danielle had fallen asleep on her side of the bed.
She promised she wouldn't cry on this day. She wouldn't let the tears slip. However, the moment her hair was finished in an elegant bun with loose strands curling about her face, she couldn't help as they flowed. Her smile couldn't stretch further if she tried; it was such a rare occasion where crying was such a happy event. Thankfully the makeup artist hadn't touched her face yet.
Her mom then came over to her, pulling her up from her chair, Pamela Manson swept her into a lovingly hug. Sam was starting to get used to the loving touch of her mother by now, and she hated to admit how thankful she was for it; she always tried to deny the craving of having a mother that loved her so unconditionally and having it only brought the tears more.
She didn't even notice when her dad had left minutes prior and returned with a to-go cup of black coffee. She gave her dad a grateful grin as she slowly sipped the waking concoction. Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head as the bitter goodness trickled down her throat. "Thanks, dad."
The three girls then entered the room, clothed in their bridesmaid's dresses.
That's when Sam all but lost it.
Seeing the girls sporting the same dress was beautiful. But when her eyes landed on Danielle, she couldn't help but feel her heart fill with pride at the look at her daughter. How am I going to handle it when she gets married?
Danielle's lavender dress flowed effortlessly down her body, meeting the ends of her feet. The beautiful chiffon fabric complimented her nicely, as did the sweetheart neckline that fit against her upper body. A blue belt was snuggled tightly around her waist.
Jazz and Valerie were in the same type of dress, except the colors were reversed between the dress and the belt – Blue and purple were their wedding colors – Amethyst Ocean, is what Tucker had called it as a joke. If he started to sing that damn theme song he had created over a year ago, she'd have to kill him. The girls had yet to get their makeup and hair done, yet Sam thought they all looked so beautiful as is.
She quickly went to her daughter, wrapping her arms around the now seventeen-year-old. Placing her chin on her shoulder, running her fingers lightly through her hair, the soon to be wife tried to careful not let any water from her eyes fall on her. She slightly pulled back to look at Danielle, her eyes a reflection of her own. With her thumb, she wiped a few tears away, giving her a reassuring smile.
"You look beautiful, sweetie."
"Me?" She questioned with a laugh, gesturing her arms in front of her. "You're not even in your dress yet mom, and you already look amazing."
With that, as to make themselves stop crying, they made their way over to the hair stylist to get Danielle's hair into a half updo with the rest falling down in soft curls, as she had requested.
Sam's mom ushered her in the makeup artist chair too, while Pamela went to retrieve her wedding gown from the other room. The goth could feel the nerves start to trickle deep in her stomach, but they had yet to surface, which she was thankful for; marrying Danny was not something to be nervous about but to celebrate.
Makeup complete, Pamela unzipped the dress, and with the help of the girls, she stepped into her wedding dress. Soon zipped, she went to the mirror to see the completed look while Dani got her makeup done and Jazz and Valerie had their hair done in loose curls.
She gasped at the woman standing in front of her in the mirror. The dress had been a compromise of some sorts between her and her mother, but she couldn't grasp how stunning it truly looked like with her makeup and hair done.
The white sweetheart neckline fitted wonderfully, hugging her small curves. There were little gems, but what was there, added more to it than took away. The A-line skirt was tinted a deep violet; making it a beautiful ball gown. The lace and tool scattered about gave it a timeless feel, something Sam thought she wouldn't like, but ended up loving. It was completed with a black belt wrapped around her waist.
She was brought out of her concentration by her mom placing the veil on her head, securing it with her grandmother's barrette. "There, something old." Covering her mouth, Pamela now had to hold back her own tears.
So much crying for a happy day. We people are so weird, was the only thing Sam could think as she looked around the room.
Suddenly she could hear her grandma's motorized scooter in the distance. Her dad opened the door just in time for Ida to come riding in. She scooted over to Sam, revealing a silver heart-shaped locket with intricate swirls carved onto it. Ida opened the locket to reveal a picture of them years back when Sam was only five. She once again bit back the tears while delicately hugging the elder woman.
"Now you have your something old, new, and blue." She said, her eyes going to the blue bracelet Danielle had given her the day prior.
A knock on the door made their heads snap to attention. There stood Jack, dressed in a grey pants suit, looking as dapper as ever. "We're ready to go if you guys are."
"I just got my make up done, so that was the last of it," Valerie said.
Taking a deep breath, she steadied her heart as it began to race. She looked at him, giving a nod towards her father-in-law. "Ready."
Valerie went first, alone, then Jazz with Roy, and finally, Danielle went down the aisle with Tucker on her arm.
"You ready, Sammy?" her dad said.
That was probably the only time she was okay with the nickname. "I am, dad. Thank you. For everything." Her eyes locked with his to convey how much she truly appreciated all the progress he and her mom had made over the past few years. He gives a short nod in recognition.
The music started to transition, singling for her turn. The nerves were now full center and she felt her spine start to tingle in anticipation. Taking deep breaths to calm herself, Sam gripped her dad's arm just a bit tighter. Her heart started to skip a beat every minute or so, it sounded like it was coming from her ears rather than her chest.
He stood still at the end of the aisle, fingers interlocked in front of him, wearing a smooth black suit tailored to fit the curvature of his lean figure. His messy inky black hair was kept in it's familiar style, however, Sam could tell that he had it trimmed just a couple inches to showcase his beautiful sparkling eyes.
Sam's heart began to beat rapidly against the confines of her chest as his lips parted, trying to gulp in enough air. His eyes welled with tears, spilling over and flowing on his cheeks as he took in the sight of her. Tucker had to place a hand on his shoulder in support as to keep from falling over from seeing her. The love that swayed between started soothing her jumble nerves. He loved her, and she loved him: that's what mattered at the end of the day.
All that fear melted away when amethyst eyes locked onto brilliant blue ones. The smiles they shared was secret in a way. Even with all eyes on them, human and ghost alike – like Wulf, Frostbite, Cujo, Dora, Dan, who stood in the back with Izzy, away from everyone's eyes, and Pandora – the two lovebirds took pride in knowing that their smiles spoke so many words between the two. The music somehow seemed to magically guide her down the aisle to her spot next to Danny.
Once there, her dad placed a kiss on her forehead, uniting Danny's and her hand together, signifying his final blessing. Sam swiftly handed off her bouquet to Danielle. She then turned to face Danny, and almost fainted at the sight of love that his eyes held for her.
"We are gathered here today..."
The words seemed to fade, everyone in the whole area actually. Her focus was only on him and him alone. Love seemed to swirl around them, encasing their whole being. She was brought back to reality when the priest asked them to recite their vows.
"Sam," Danny began. "I've tried to practice my vows for two weeks, in which our own daughter had to lock me out of her room when I started to stutter too much when I started to get to the middle. So I'm gonna try to get through this without looking like a buffoon."
Sam couldn't help but slightly giggle at that.
"I didn't always love you like I did do today," Any other girl would've given him a glare, but she just waited for him to continue. "And I probably won't love you the same tomorrow. Because every day I wake up, I fall in love with you a bit more."
"Whether it was as just my best friend, or both as my girlfriend and best friend combined, you held a special place in my heart. The day I saw you on the monkey bars as kids and you pushed Tucker off, I knew you were different, and that only made me want to be your friend even more. You, Samantha Elizabeth Manson, are different, and I wouldn't ask you to change one bit of what makes you, you."
Danielle quickly handed her a tissue to wipe away the onslaught of tears.
"I love you, more than the English language could express, no matter what the fights we get in, no matter what bad things happen, no matter the storm outside, I love you, completely and unconditionally, just as you love me. You love the deepest and darkest parts of me; the parts that haunt me to this very day. You have seen me at my weakest and held me with your strength until I was strong again. You have looked right into my soul when it was empty and you told me to fight. We have so many lifetimes, but not one where I live without you. I will always find you. You are my forever."
Weddings. Always guaranteed to make you cry. "Danny, loving you isn't an always an easy task. It comes with so many unknowns…not knowing if every time I kiss you goodbye, if that's our last. Staying up late to make sure you come back from a fight when Tucker and I can't come with. Seeing you come home with so many cuts, and bruises, I honestly wonder sometimes how you're still breathing. So yeah, it's hard.
"But boy, if you aren't worth it, then no one on this planet is. Daniel James Fenton, I vow, with every fiber of my being, to be by your side in fighting, and when I can't be, to be there in heart, and to hold you when you come home; to believe you will come home every time. I vow to love you entirely, that includes the parts you don't deem worthy."
"I promise to love you as you love me, I never knew if I really believed if soul mates exist, now I look into your endless blue eyes, and I know. I know you're half of me as I am half of you. And no matter how the day ends, I wouldn't change the journey we've been together. Not one bit."
The words from the priest once again fell on deaf ears. Time didn't exist, the people didn't exist, heck, the world could be gone for all they cared as they held each other's hands. Only they mattered.
A few more words, somewhere along the lines of them mindlessly saying I do, and Sam could hear the words, "You may kiss the bride." Then she was being brought in a low dip with Danny's lips crushing onto her and just felt utter bliss, as reality came crashing down around them at the thought that they were actually married. Husband and wife. Forever.
"May I now present to you, for the first time as husband and wife, Daniel and Samantha Fenton."
The thunder of clapping and cheering filled the church, and laughter was somehow more musical than the wedding march. It somehow added the love that already filled the close-knit building.
"Thank you, Clockwork," Sam whispered into the thin air, knowing he would still hear her, he was always watching after all.
Clockwork smirked at his orb. "You're welcome, Mrs. Fenton. Congratulations."
I'm not crying, you're crying. Well, I hope you guys enjoyed! Please leave a review, if you would do so kindly. Also, I will be adding a second part to show the reception, so be on a lookout for that. Shoutout to my beta reader, silente faery. See you guys later.