Wanda and Fuzzy II: Nocturne

Chapter 7: Something Borrowed, Something Blue

By

The Uncanny R-Man

Disclaimer- All familiar characters belong to Marvel.


Xavier's-

It was a very special day at the home of the X-Men. Today was the day that Talia Josephine Wagner was getting married to John Proudstar.

The X-Mansion was a hive of activity. Caterers were rushing to-and-fro. Flower arrangers were... arranging. The band was beginning to warm up as well. And the guests had hardly even arrived yet.

Outside the mansion there was a large marquee that was used as makeshift changing areas for the bride and groom. The area for the bride was separated from the groom's area by a curtain. You couldn't have the pair seeing each other before the ceremony. It was bad luck.

TJ was standing nervously in the area set aside for the bride. She was being tended to by her maid of honour, Blink, and her three bridesmaids, Wanda, Jean, and Kitty.

'Omigosh! You look sooo gorgeous!' Kitty gushed. 'You look like a princess!'

'Whoa, let's not get carried way here, Kit.' Wanda tried to calm the always-excitable Ms Pryde down. 'You don't want to burst a blood vessel with all this gushing.'

'And who would have thought that we'd ever see Wanda Maximoff in a dress?' Jean snickered.

'Oh yeah, keep it up Jean, and you'll never live to see your wedding!' Wanda threatened the redhead.

'Guys, guys...' Blink tried to settle any unnecessary disputes. 'Let's not get nasty. Save it for catching the bouquet.'

Kitty then turned to the other women with a threatening snarl.

'If any of you get in the way of me catching the bouquet, I'll phase your heart out of your chest. understood?'

The other girls just stared at Kitty, completely dumbstruck. They knew that Kitty tended to get excited about weddings, but this was ridiculous.


Meanwhile-

Over in the area set aside for the groom, Morph was trying to calm a nervous John.

'Oh God. I've never been this nervous before...' John Mumbled worriedly. 'Look at me! My hands are shaking!'

'It's most probably the leftover affects of your hangover from last night, John-Boy.' Morph suggested with a snicker. 'You did put back quite a few. I've never seen anybody drink that much and survive. Not even Logan! Okay, there was that drinking competition I had with Warlock once, but it ended up being a draw. He was a techno-organic alien who often drank lighter fluid for breakfast, and my body's made out of unstable molecules. I can't get drunk.'

'And this is supposed to calm me how?' John frowned.

'It stopped you worrying, didn't it?' Morph smiled triumphantly. 'Anyway, what's the worst that can go wrong?'

John's frown only deepened.

'Have you seen who's sitting out there?' The muscular Apache mutant reminded his best man with a groan. 'Magneto and Mystique! Two of the most feared mutants in any reality!'

'There's bound to be arguments with the in-laws, buddy.' Morph countered. 'Besides, this reality's Mystique and Magneto seem pretty cool. They haven't tried to take over the world once in the time that I've been here.'

'And just how long have you been here, Morph?' John sighed.

Morph scratched the back of his neck nervously.

'Umm... A week?'

John rubbed the bridge of his nose.

'I just hope that this ceremony goes off without a hitch.' John sighed. 'Then there's the honeymoon. That should be nice and calm.'

'Where are you going again?' Morph furrowed his brow.

'Genosha.' John remembered.

Morph held his head in his hands with a groan.

'John, John, John... How can you do this to me, man? Genosha? GENOSHA? That place is a hellhole in any reality! You're gonna get your butt enslaved!'

'But this reality's Genosha is different.' John pointed out. 'It's legit. A perfect safe-haven for mutants to stay without fear of prejudice.'

'And you chose to believe this?' Morph frowned sceptically. 'When you end up losing your powers and get turned into a mutate, don't come running to me crying.'

'I never knew you were so pessimistic.' John chuckled slightly.

'Just being realistic, is all.' Morph shrugged. 'Now get your butt into gear, it sounds like everything's ready...'


Back with TJ-

Once John and Morph had taken their positions at the front, it was time for TJ to be led down the aisle. While her reality's Kurt couldn't be there for obvious reasons, it was down to this reality's Kurt to lead her down the aisle. Sure, it was a little freaky to be led down the aisle by an alternate version of your father that was in fact younger than you, but TJ tried not to think about it. It gave her a headache.

'I can understand how freaky this is for you, Kurt.' TJ smiled nervously. 'Leading an alternate, older, version of your daughter down the aisle. It's not something you do every day.'

'I'm just taking it as practice for Leetle TJ's vedding.' Kurt pointed out with a smile. 'Zhen it's slightly less confusing.'

TJ took a deep breath as she heard the band start to play the wedding march.

'Well, it's now or never...' TJ gulped.

'Break a leg...' Kitty whispered over TJ's shoulder. 'But... not literally. Because that would suck.'

'Oy yeah, that's real helpful.' Wanda rolled her eyes. 'You're full of helpful advice today, aren't you?'

Kitty was prevented from making a reply as Kurt began to lead TJ down the aisle.

TJ looked about nervously. All of the X-Men were gathered there, as well as the members of the Brotherhood. She hadn't seen much of this reality's Pietro, but she would be sure to remedy that soon. She was very close to her Unca Pie back in her home reality. But her reality's Pietro Maximoff wasn't quite as... gay as her version. It was a little bit disturbing to see her uncle mincing about. Sure, he was dating Crystal in this reality, but the whole mincing thing was a little freaky.

TJ smiled under her veil as the reached the front of the congregation. There was no turning back now.

The priest took his place and began to ceremony.

'Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Talia Josephine Wagner and John Proudstar. If anybody has anything to say against this union, then let them speak, or forever hold their peace.'

TJ breathed a sigh of relief when nobody stood up. The ceremony seemed to be going well. It wouldn't be long until she and John were married, and were off on their honeymoon. Hopefully nothing bad would happen until then...


Later-

Fortunately for those concerned, the ceremony had gone off without a hitch. As had the party afterwards. No unforeseen food fights or family fist fights. Pietro did almost have a nervous breakdown when he saw Big TJ and Little TJ together.

But now it was time for one of the most important parts of the wedding day: throwing the bouquet!

All of the women were gathered around TJ while they waited for her to throw the bouquet.

'C'mon Teej!' Tabitha yelled impatiently. 'Get your butt into gear!'

'Throw the damn bouquet!' Lorna hollered in agreement.

Jubilee and Illyana began a chant.

'Bouquet! Bouquet! Bouquet!'

'I think you'd better do as they say, Talia...' John whispered into his wife's ear. 'We don't want a riot on our hands...'

'If you think the girls are bad, just you wait until you throw the garter.' TJ countered. 'I bet you anything that somebody'll end up in the med-bay.'

'THROW THE DAMN BOUQUET ALREADY!'

'Kitty!' Ororo hissed. 'There's no need for such language.'

'You just want to get a better chance to grab the bouquet!' Kitty retorted. 'No dice. I don't care whether you're older than me or not. That bouquet is mine!'

TJ decided that she may as well do as she was told. The crowd was starting to get decidedly ugly. There was no telling how long it would be before somebody's blood was spilt.

TJ turned her back to the crown of jostling women and flung the bouquet of flowers over her shoulder. She daren't look to see what kind of chaos she had wrought.

'It's mine! It's mine!'

'Sez, you, Red! The bouquet's mine!'

'Yoink!'

'Rahne! Don't do that! You'll get doggy drool all over it!'

The scuffle was short, but by no means peaceful. More than one person ended up with a black eye. It turned out that X-23 was the victor. Nobody dared to go near the girl now that she held the bouquet in her hands.

Then it was time for the garter to be thrown. A whistle rose up from the guys as John removed the garter from TJ's leg. Logan shut them up with a growl. He wasn't best pleased that so many guys were jostling to grab the garter. Especially when his daughter was involved.

There was another scuffle. Bobby iced up the ground so Roberto fell straight on his backside. Ray then zapped Bobby in turn with his powers. Angelo stretched his arms around Ray's ankles so the former Morlock fell straight on his face. Doug knocked Angelo to the ground with a tackle that would back most football players jealous. Forge eventually emerged victorious as he snatched the garter out of Doug's hand as the blond mutant was in the process of dancing a victory dance.

'I think this is yours, X...' Forge smiled gently as he knelt down before the young clone.

X-23 blushed slightly. She had never been to a wedding before, and felt unusual enough in a dress. Now she had a guy knelt before her wanting to put a garter on her leg.

Logan let out a warning growl.

'Oh, shush.' Ororo rolled her eyes. 'Don't be such a spoilsport.'

Logan crossed his arms over his chest and muttered to himself. He would have to talk to Forge about this later...

TBC...


Next: Teething Troubles

You'd think that things would have calmed down after the wedding, right? It couldn't be further from the truth. Baby TJ is teething! Sucks to be Kurt and Wanda, don't it?