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Daniel Bryan heard grunts that sounded like his name, and as soon as he opened his eyes Luke Harper and Erick Rowan grabbed him to drag him from his hammock to the barn.
Harper and Rowan threw him in front of the sinister figure in the rocking chair, who noticed his shaking like a dog. "You were the one who agreed to follow the buzzards," Bray Wyatt said intensely. "You were well aware I don't conform. Here in the Bayou, it's illegal for a man to marry another man, but we did."
Daniel, coming from the liberal utopia of Washington state, had nothing against two men marrying, but what Bray called "marriage" could not be defined as such by anyone. Daniel was held down by Harper and Rowan while Bray screamed "DO YOU TAKE ME TO BE YOUR UNLAWFULLY WEDDED HUSBAND?" as he carved "Daniel Wyatt" on his chest. It took three hours of this repeated digging into flesh and desperate thoughts of Brie before Daniel could groan "Yes... yes... yes... I do...".
"How about a honeymoon?"
Daniel shook even harder. Even if Bray had said "fluffy kittens", he knew he meant something far more sinister. Again, he refused to object as Bray teased off his new overalls and burned his buttocks with hot honey. Bray then ordered Harper and Rowan to paddle them but Daniel still did not say anything.
Why was he silent?
It was because he found himself loving Bray and everything he did to him.