The wedding was due on the second Saturday after classes finished. Everyone was feeling very emotional.
Troy and Abed had decided they wanted the ceremony to be really private, so it was only the study group. After all, that time the Inspector married the cousin of Constable Reggie's mother's sister-in-law, the only witness was Reggie. And they clearly wanted their wedding to resemble the Inspector's (particularly since same-sex marriage was still not legal in their state).
Both Troy and Abed decided on the details of the wedding and let Annie plan their reception, who was, of course, over the moon.
The Big Day:
Abed had been improving his Inspector Spacetime costume and, let me tell you, now it actually looked like the real thing. Even without imagination.
They had both decided that Troy's dressing like Reggie's mother's sister-in-law's cousin wasn't very practical, so they agreed on his playing Reggie. After all, the Inspector and the Constable had always had a sort of bromance, just like Troy and Abed's (before it lost the B).
Annie entered the room Abed was in. Britta entered Troy's.
"You ready?" they both said, grinning, waiting a couple of seconds for the boys' answers. They nodded, stood up and headed towars the door. When they saw each other, they made their special hand-shake and grabbed each other's arm. Up the stairs they went, arm in arm.
When they got to the terrace, they looked at the place. It was a mixture of Howard and Bernadette's wedding (they knew they wouldn't get photographed by Google Earth but it didn't matter) and the Inspector and his wife's.
They walked towards the centre, which wasn't a hard task, since the place was pretty small. Abed took his tie off, wrapped his and Troy's hands together and noded. That was Britta and Jeff's signal. So Jeff said, with a real-but-pretendedly-fake (he didn't want to look lame) enthusiasm "I gladly give." Britta followed. As 'parents' to the group, it seemed only logical that they were the ones to give Troy and Abed away.
They kissed gently. And that was it. To the rest of the world, that could have been the worst wedding in the history of weddings. But not to them. It was as special as it could be. Neither could have ever been happier than they were at that moment.
The reception was much more crowded. Abed's father, siblings and a couple of his cousins on one side of the room, his mother and her new husband on the other. Troy's mother, the only one who actually supported him, was chatting with Britta, or more like listening to her speaking about how in some countries they'd kill you for being gay. True, it was a very important issue, but not a very festive one, really. There were people from Greendale, too: Leonard was eavesdropping Craig and Duncan's conversation; Fat Neil and Vicky were making out in a corner. There was also this guy, Axel, who had funny sideburns and had been attending classes at Greendale for a couple of years. He definitely remainded them of someone, but no one could quite put their finger on it. Well, Abed could, but he didn't want to spoil the mystery.
The room was beautifully decorated with flowers, courtesy of Britta, who somehow had managed to keep the theme ("Star Trek meets Tarantino"). Everyone seemed liked having a good time. Food was maybe a little too "informal" or "childish" for a wedding reception, but still delicious.
At one point, Jeff decided it was time to make a toast. He stood up, slightly hit his glass of champagne with a spoon to get noticed and started:
"Well, I may not seem like the right person to give a toast at a wedding, but what the hell?" Jeff might have been a little drunk. "These two men standing here are two of my best friends. And they were the only ones lucky enough to stick together, even after the study group dissolved. I mean, it's not like we're not going to see each other any more, right?" That question was kind of directed at Britta. Weird. "I love you guys... you're gonna be so happy. I love you all, Troy, Abed, Britta, Annie, Shirley, even Pierce." Jeff was starting to get a little too emotional. "And... I'm gonna miss you so baaaad." Aaaand scene, Abed thought to himself. Clearly, at some point of the evening, it would all become about the Study Group. Frankly, he was surprised he hadn't predicted it would happen during the toast.
Jeff was kinda crying. It really didn't suit him. But soon they realised how much they'd actually miss each other. The whole group surrounded Jeff in a collective hug, as he whipped out the tears. When they split, he just couldn't help it; Britta was looking so beautiful as the mother-of-honour or something. He grabbed her by her hips and kissed her passionately. She did not resist. After all, the whole group had started so he and Britta could be together. Didn't it feel just right to end up with him (well, at least until they couldn't stand each other anymore)?
Troy and Abed didn't mind sharing the limelight for a while. Actually, they felt like they owed Jeff; if he hadn't started the group, they probably would have never got to share their wonderful relationship. So after the kiss was over, they went to refill their glasses, stood on a little improvised stage and kissed tenderly. After a couple of seconds they both backed up, looked at each other and said cheerfully: "Troy and Abed getting maaarried!".