The List
Billy sighed and ruffled his hair in frustration as he stared at the long list of names that rested before him. Some names were marked already, some - scratched out. Others had question marks next to them, but only one name had a big, glaring red circle surrounding it, and the mage was chewing on the edge of his pen as he tried to think what to do about it.
Sending out invitations was a gruesome task, yes, but it was simple - just long, and repetitive. Now, deciding who to invite to begin with - that was the truly hard part. God, did he hate diplomacy.
"How's it going?" Teddy asked and rested his hands on Billy's shoulders. Billy looked back with a growl and tapped the edge of his pen against the angrily marked name.
Teddy squinted his eyes.
"Erik Mag- oh." He hummed and frowned down at Billy, who was looking up helplessly.
"Do we invite him? He is Wanda's dad…"
Teddy nibbled on his lower lip.
"Do you think your current mother will live through it if Magneto attends her son's wedding?"
"…leaving him under 'question mark' for now, then." Billy concluded.
"You do that." Teddy approved and leaned down to kiss the top of Billy's head.