When the preacher says Speak Now

I'm standing there in a beautiful white gown, my blonde locks flowing behind me. A veil placed upon my head. My best friend and fiancé standing next to me. Her dress matches mine, but it has less padding (she wants to be more modest). My silly silly Wendy. We had fallen in love shortly after her and Stan concluded their relationship. And here we were, about to be married. We are standing at the alter staring into one another's eyes. I am slightly taller than her, so I'd have to bend for the kiss. I was so happy with Wendy, but there was one thing missing for sure. I guess that thing is someone with a Dick I love Wendy, but I cant have sex with her. But I know this is the best thing I can do. My best friend. I love her.

"Do you Bebe Stevens, take Wendy Testaburger to be your lawfully wedded wife?" I gulped. "I Do" the words come out so easy. "And do you, Wendy Testaburger, take Bebe Stevens to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Wendy smiled. "I Do" the preacher smiled and looked to his book. "If anyone wishes to stop these two from being Wed, speak now or forever hold your peace" there was silence for a second. But then someone stood up. "I Just have one thing to say to Wendy" both our heads turned to see Wendy's Ex. Stanley Marsh. I stared with astonishment, as did Wendy. "Wendy I never stopped loving you. And I don't want to ruin this day for you and Bebe but" he stammered. "I Love you. And I wish you would have taken me back" he looked at her and then turned around. Her eyes were wide and she looked to me. I simply put on a sad smile. She ran to her true love and left me at the alter.

"So there is no marriage?" Stan said to Wendy. He was looking at me. "No. I want her happy more than anything," I said as I walked over to the two who were hugging. "I'm so sorry." Stan said but I knew this was how it was meant to be.

"Bebe" I heard my name called and I turned to see a boy. A boy I recognize as my old crush from back in elementary school. Kyle Brofslovfski. "Hi Kyle" I smiled. His curly red Jew-fro was a mess as it always was when he wasn't wearing his green hat. "I'm so sorry" he looked so appologetic. "Heh. To tell the truth I thought you and Stan had a thing going on" I smiled and nudged. He laughed. "Nah. I liked him but he loved Wendy." I laughed a bit. My best friend who I was in love with and his best friend who he was in love with, were in love. "Didja ever think of maybe liking a lesbo" I said with a smile. "If you've liked a gay then I may have" he said and took my hand. I didnt mind as we walked out the chapel. I was still in my gown. The two of us walking aroun down town South Park must have been a funny sight. Espeacially if you knew us.