Squint allowed Bunnymund to clear his fur out, however he flat out refused a bath to wash the salt out of his fur. Nina had been living it with for a long time now, he reasoned with Sam and Dean, and he was pretty sure she wouldn't mind living with it for a little longer. He also refused to wear a ridiculous, fancy tuxedo, and instead opted to copy Bunnymund's style of arm braces, only with a deal more of a decorative degree. Once he was 'dressed-up' to the rest of the men's satisfaction, he thanked them and requested a few minutes alone. He decided to take a walk, deep into the forest. After several minutes of silence, he stopped to check over the gauntlets Bunny had fashioned for him. Fittingly, they were black, infused with hints of blue here and there, wrapping around his forearms with thin slits in them to let his fur show through.
The Pooka had also taken the liberty of using a little black paint to apply the traditional, Pookan symbol of a new groom, about to be married, to Squint's ears. The rabbit had no clue what the design was, but decided not to worry about it. He sighed and looked up at the sky, crossing his arms nonchalantly. "Well, the day's finally here, Razzie." he muttered. "I'm finally getting married, and to Nina no less." he added with a chuckle. "Just like you asked." Silence lapsed for another moment.
"I promised you I'd ask her, and I DID. And, well, she obviously said yes. We're gonna' turn you back, Razzie; all of us. We're gonna' undo what Pitch did to you. I swear." With that Squint calmly tuned and walked back to the group, satisfied that he's done all he could to contact his very lost sister about the big step he was about to take.
Raz's crimson red eyes lit with excited flames as she watched her grey-furred target make his way back to wherever he'd come from. "So...little stinkah's getting married, eh?" she asked. She gently slapped her sword into her paw, grinning maliciously. "I always WANTED to crash a weddin'."
