"I do."
As Emma spoke her final vow, the entire world seemed to expand and shrink at the same time. Smiles got wider and brighter. Guest who were holding their breaths started to exhale.
It was done. Emma Swan was married to her pirate.
The wind began to stir the tent curtains and it continued to grow stronger, the curtains billowing out as it turned from a collective exhale to breeze to gale. Candles flickered out and the sun disappeared behind the clouds.
In the darkened wedding tent guests, family, and newlyweds turned as the wind died down but the curtains continued to billow at the back of the tent.
The black fairy stood there, eyes alight with glee and a smug smile lifting the corners of her mouth.
"Surprise!" She said delighting in all the attention. "Sorry to…"
"I knew it," Leroy said and the silence was broken. "Black Fairy!" He nudged Dopey in the ribs, holding out a hand. Granny handed a twenty dollar bill over to Doc. Snow collected fifty dollars from Regina while Henry received ten bucks from his Grandpa Charming. Money continued to exchange hands throughout the tent.
"Pay up," Killian held out a hand to his lovely wife.
"This is so unfair", Emma complained. "Just a few more seconds and I would have so won this."
"But alas, my love, the bitch is here now, not later and I win."
"So freaking close." Emma reached into the pockets of her gown (yes, it had pockets, all dresses should have some damn pockets people) and began counting out twenties into her sneaky husband's hand.
The black fairy stood there shocked, watching the numerous exchanges as various conversations and fights erupted around the room.
"NO! No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No…." She stomped her feet with each no. "You all thought I was dead! You had no clue I would…"
"Seriously, lady." Emma rolled her eyes at this and leaned up to kiss her husband. "This is Storybrooke. Something was bound to interfere with the ceremony."
"The only question was what and when." Killian tucked his winnings into his pocket. "Bad form doing it before the kiss." He smugly grinned at his wife. "But you are the BLACK fairy after all."
The towns people of Storybrooke seemed to shrug all at once.
"Mr and Mrs Jones…" Archie began, ignoring the temper tantrum in the back. Emma just looked over her shoulder at him. "Oh. Okay. Emma and Killian I know pronounce you husband and wife, you may k…"
Again as one, the people of Storybrooke rolled their eyes at kissing couple and turned to face the final battle.
As Emma opened her eyes, she smiled once again at her husband.
"Time to get to work."
"Aye love, let's get this over with and get on with the honeymoon." He said with a waggle of his eyebrows.