Honeymoons and Hornytoads
Summary: Xander has a special gift for his oldest friend.
A/N: Pop on some John Williams and enjoy :)
Sunnydale...
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you wife and wife. Kiss!"
The reverend didn't even need to finish. The couple of the hour couldn't keep their hands off each other as they fell to the joy of the moment.
It was a small service, held on a hill overlooking the ocean. There were less than 15 people present, and no blood relatives, but that was alright. They had enough family without them.
Willow McClay-Rosenberg backed away from her lovely bride reluctantly, and only because she needed to breathe. She idly contemplated casting a spell to get rid of that pesky problem, but decided against it, knowing full well where that road led down. Tara McClay-Rosenberg couldn't keep the joyous smile off her face as, for the first time in her life, she was purely and beautifully happy. Had she been a certain vampire with a soul, she would have certainly lost that soul.
"Thank you," Willow said to everyone gather, "Thank you all!"
The gathering cheered for them, eliciting another loving kiss from the couple. Buffy Summers, the brides' Maid of Honor, wiped away tears, tears shared by her sister, Dawn, and her mother, Joyce. On the other side of the party, Xander Harris, the Best Man, wiped away a tear from his tan face before turning to the man behind him.
"I gotta ask," Xander started, "How'd it feel?"
"Walking Tara down the aisle?" Giles clarified, fighting back tears of his own, "Bloody terrific."
Later that evening, the party moved over to the Magic Box, where Giles had had a company come in and cater. The group sat together, enjoying the convivial atmosphere that would have been lost in another world. Giles and Joyce sat together, having been engaged for several months after Giles realized his feelings after narrowly saving her after surgery on a brain tumor. Buffy and Dawn bordered Willow and Tara, the foursome engaged in talk of the wedding and how wonderful it was. Anya and Jonathan, who had been together for several months after Jonathan had betrayed the Trio to Buffy, were sitting together, each lost in their own thoughts with regards to their relationship. Angel, Cordelia, and Wesley were sat together, the group from Los Angeles enjoying in the familiarity of their own company while still appreciating the day for what it was. Oz and his date, a fellow werewolf named Ashton, were quietly nuzzling in a corner, caught up in the romantic feelings and, frankly, the pheromones in the room being generated by all the lovers.
And, lastly, the only one to come alone came to his feet, tapping gently on the wine glass that he had been provided.
"Everyone," Xander said, gaining their attention, "I'd like to offer a toast. Ever since I first met a lovely redhead who broke a yellow crayon all those years ago," Willow and Tara both smiled, knowing the story of how the two lifelong friends had met, "I've known her two fondest wishes: to ride a triceratops," everyone chuckled at that, "And to find someone who completed her. Well, today, Willow, you finally accomplished one of those dreams in the form of Tara. I can say, without any doubt, that Tara is the one person in all this world worthy of you, and I am proud to welcome her, officially, to our little family and the 'We Hate Cordelia Club.'"
Everyone laughed, though Cordelia playfully slapped his side.
"Love hurts, apparently," Xander chuckled, "And, speaking of which, Tara, club dues are a cookie every week," he winked at her, eliciting more laughs from the group, "Willow and I...have known each other for a long time. I love her like my own, and I am," he got choked up for a moment, honestly lost for words, "Tara, s-she's your soul mate, and you, hers. To quote the G-Man, 'A more perfect love I have never known.' To the couple of the infinity and beyond!"
Xander mentally toughened up, projecting an image of what Robert would say if he were to see this. Even as all his loved ones cried and laughed a little bit at his toast, drinking their champagne down, he knew he had to power through before he lost his voice.
"Tara has made one of your greatest dreams come true," Xander said with a smile, "So, in the spirit of competition, I felt it was my duty to make the other come true."
He saw Willow's breath catch in her chest, obviously not daring to believe what he must be saying. Xander reached into his pocket and withdrew his wedding present.
"I've had the best job on Earth for the past 3 years, but I've never been able to get anyone to come see me. Well, now, I can," he walked up to Willow and presented her with the envelope, which she took with shaking hands, "You can finally ride a triceratops, Wills...just don't tell my boss."
The next thing he knew, he was on the ground, a redheaded whirlwind hugging him tightly, with the envelope of red and gold with a black Tyrannosaurus Rex skeleton on it, proclaiming that inside were two tickets to Jurassic Park.
A/N: So, it's been a while. I'd like to apologize for that, and hope you'll understand. Life got in the way for a long while, but I'm back and I'm gonna try and finish up as many stories as I can. Expect a post into This Fire Burns soon. Once again, I apologize.
