The next day Tintin decided to hand the invites out, she went round the house finding the four boys and scanned an invite to John up in Thunderbird 5, then she proceeded to give invites to her father, Jeff, Brains and Ruth then she returned to the lounge and looked through the remaining envelopes.

"Jeff? I've never learnt Lady Penelope's home address, what is it?"

Jeff smiled "doing this the old fashioned way then Tintin?"

Tintin laughed "I just think it's a nice gesture."

"Alright, I'll write it down for you" Jeff scribbled across a piece of paper "here you are."

"Thank you. Oh I also need Tim Casey's."

"No problem" Jeff handed her another address "how are the plans coming along?"

"Slowly but we have some good ideas, we both share one in particular."

"And what's that may I ask?"

"Somewhere outside, like in a glade, here on the island."

"Well, I would usually disagree with something like that but I guess we could get that to work, I'll get the others to help you plan how you are going to set up the outdoor church."

Tintin smirked "I need to talk to Virgil" and she left the room in the direction of the bedrooms, she reached Virgil's room and knocked gently.

"Come in?"

Tintin pressed a button, and the door slid open "hi Virgil, I need your help on something."

Virgil smiled "sure, what's up?"

"I need you to sketch out a design for me, I'll describe it for you but I need a visual."

"Sure, fire away" Virgil moved across his room to the desk and sat down with a pencil.

"Basically Alan and I were thinking of having the wedding ceremony outside in the forest, and well having a load of benches isn't really what we'd like."

Virgil drew a rough alter and logs for pews and showed her "how about this?"

"Are those logs?"

"Yep, although that would mean cutting down trees, no, that's no good" Virgil sighed.

"Not necessarily, there's enough driftwood around, Gordon's good at carving."

"Ok, we'll put the logs in the maybe pile of ideas, what else?"

"Music definitely."

"I'm more than happy, I can have a piano air-lifted to wherever you need it."

"Oh Virgil, you're the best" Tintin grinned "I only need you to play the bridal march."

"Fine, but could we have the piano facing the aisle? I want to be able to see you."

"No problem. So that's seating, music, oh what about decoration?"

Virgil sketched something quickly "flowers here and an arch of some kind, what do you think?"

"It's beautiful, I can almost see it for real."

"It will be, don't worry. There's no rush just as soon as you and Alan agree on the date tell me, then I can get the piano delivered."

"FAB" Tintin hugged him then took the drawing away to show Alan who was by the pool.

"Where have you been Tintin?"

"Handing out the invites, getting ideas for the ceremony, take a look at this."

"Virgil?" Alan ran his finger along the pencil lines.

"Yeah, he just drew this for me, an idea of what the wedding would look like outside."

"It's perfect. So Tintin, when would you like to get married?"

Tintin sighed and gazed up at the sky "next Saturday."

"That soon?"

"I can't wait a minute longer."

"It's settled, Saturday it is Miss Kyrano."

"Not for much longer Alan Tracy" she giggled and he pulled her into a kiss.

The next morning Tintin took off early to visit Esme on the mainland, she couldn't wait to go dress shopping for her own wedding, she landed and Esme stood waiting for her, the two friends hugged and immediately went off towards Divas.