AN: So much for being too busy with uni. Yeah, I'm still busy but I like to procrastinate. So I ended up starting a new fic. Hehehe...
The church was beautifully decorated. There were cream coloured lilies and yellow roses on all the pews held by white ribbon. A white long carpet covered the aisle.
Arnold wore a black suit and a green and cream striped tie. His hair was slicked back and looked a little bare without his signature blue hat.
His best friend stood next to him wearing the same suit but with a plain green tie. His afro no longer as tall as it used to be. He saw his half Japanese wife wearing a dark blue, almost black dress sitting in the pews with the rest of their friends. He smiled nervously knowing that she seemed more attired for a funeral rather than a wedding.
"Gerald, I love her and this feeling I have now, it's just cold feet isn't it?" Asked Arnold nervously. He was nervous and even felt like throwing up. His hands were fiddling with the lapels of his jacket.
"Of course man," replied Gerald putting his hand on his best friend's shoulder but then mused to himself, 'but then again maybe not.' He knew this was wrong but he had to support his best friend no matter what.
"Not all of our friends are here," commented Arnold narrowing his eyebrows as he was looking towards the gang. He could see Rhonda and Harold holding hands, Sid and Stinky checking out Nadine and Gloria, Sheena and Eugene sitting together, Curly and even Brainy who was sitting next to Phoebe and looked nervous. He kept looking at the church doors every five minutes. None of them were very happy. Although they tried to put a fake smile and appeared to look happy, Gerald could see the scowls in their face. He almost wished he could be sitting with them.
"I'm sure she's just running late." Gerald reassured Arnold knowing exactly who he was talking about when he looked at the gang.
Gerald looked towards Arnold's family, hoping he could see genuine smiles on them. It was pointless. Stella, Phil and Gertie were sitting there all scowling as well and only smiled when Arnold would look at them. Miles seemed like the only one that put any effort into enjoying the day. Gerald was glad though that Arnold's parents were here to help celebrate the day even if it didn't really feel like a celebration.
"This is wrong. We should do something. We can't just sit here pretending to be happy." Said Stella to her husband worriedly.
"I agree, but this is Kimba's decision. And I'm sure SHE has a plan. That girl never gives up when it comes to love." Gertie said knowingly.
"Speaking from experience?" Smirked Phil trying to lighten up the mood.
"Mom's right. Arnold is a grown man and we need to respect his decision, even if everyone in this room thinks it's the wrong one." Replied Miles trying to reason with his wife and placed his arm over her shoulder.
Gerald watched everyone talking amongst themselves, he sighed knowing everyone was miserable on the day that should have been the happiest. Even the boarders of Sunset Arms had fake smiles on.
"Do you think she'll come though?" Asked Suzie Kokoschka leaning forward who sat next to her husband in the pews behind Stella and Miles.
Gertie turned her head to look at Suzie, "Of course she will. If she's anything like I was, and apparently she is, she'll be here."
"I hope for once your right Pookie." Phil replied.
The music suddenly started, everyone hushed and two twin four year old girls with olive skin and dark curly hair walked down the aisle, they wore cream dresses with green sashes. They threw flower petals all along the aisle as they walked down. Phoebe smiled proudly as she took photos.
'This is the only time I'm gonna see her smile like that today.' Gerald mused as he watched his wife take photos of their twin girls. The girls had Phoebe's eyes and Gerald's hair, the girls looked so exotic with the mix of Japanese and African-American. Gerald knew that once they were older, he was going to have to chase off all the boys.
"Your girls are so cute. Thanks for letting them be part of the wedding." Said Arnold quietly as he watched the girls.
"Of course man, you are their godparent after all, besides Helga. I'm so grateful everyday Helga was there for Pheebs, when I was stupid enough to break up with her after finding out she was pregnant."
"You guys were only seventeen back then. And now you guys have been married for a year." Commented Arnold.
As they talked, Timberley walked down the aisle. She had grown into a beautiful woman of seventeen years. All the boys drooled wanting her. Gerald and Jamie-O were always threatening boys from doing anything stupid. She wore a short one sleeved green satin dress that reached to her knees. Her hair was curled and clipped to the side. Timberley had been asked to be the bride's maid when Rhonda and Nadine had gracefully declined. They had used the excuse that their modelling careers wouldn't allow them the time to be proper bride's maids. The gang though knew the real reason; the girls didn't want to be part of it. They didn't want to be part of a wedding that they thought should never happen but of course Arnold was oblivious. And even though the bride was their close friend, they Rhonda and Nadine couldn't bring themselves to betraying another friend.
"Everyone, please be upstanding for the bride." The priest announced. Everyone stood and turned their heads towards the entrance of the church.
The bride walked down the aisle with her father. She was wearing a cream coloured silk strapless dress. The dress had embroidered lace over the silk, and the train was about a metre long. It was a beautiful dress. The father and bride approached the priest and the groom. Arnold smiled as he saw his bride come closer.
"Who gives this bride to Arnold?" Asked the priest to the father.
"I do." The father replied sternly.
"Arnold, take Lila's hand." The priest said as he took Lila and Arnold's hands and placed them together.
AN: No this is not an Arnold/Lila ship fic. I absolutely hate that pairing. I will always be forever an Arnold/Helga fan.