I'm just gonna leave this over here and go back to bed since is 2 am in the morning/night/Idk. It took me too long I have to say, but anyway, better late than never, right? Hehe.

The band has just finished the last part of the bride's favorite song as the happy just-married couple walked to the principal table in the center of the scenario next to the band, laughing and greeting with their guests.

"I would like to make a toast!" The best man of the wedding called through the microphone, holding his glass of wine. "For Michelle and Chester!"

Everyone cheered and applauded, and the bride took his new husband from the tie and pulled him against her to kiss him, making them all let out a little "Aww" and cheer more.

Meanwhile, far in the distance of the crowd, in the other side of the room, two friends were seeing the cute scene with different opinions.

"They do make a cute couple; I'm happy for them." Commented Rocky, drinking from his glass of water since for his medical prescription of not to drink alcohol. His friend in the other hand, huffed at the scene seeing how happy there were, occasionally taking short sorbs to his double scotch.

"I only know that she was better with me." Zuma huffed again, rolling his eyes.

"You just dated her twice and never called her again."

"So? I'm still a better option." Said Zuma. Without warning, Rocky raised a paw and slapped the lab right in the head, making him whine. "Sometimes you're an ass, you know that?" he commented.

"Nice way to treat your best friend, dude." Zuma said a bit annoyed, rubbing the back of his head.

"Sometimes I ask myself why." He chuckled. "But speaking of friends, where's Rubble?" Both checked around but didn't see him.

"Maybe in the food table, if he hasn't ate it yet." Zuma joked before take another sorb to his drink.

Both headed to the food table in the other side of the party, which was filled with any kind of food you could imagine would be on a wedding, with an English bulldog already devouring all he could from it. Both Zuma and Rocky saw Rubble with a chicken leg on one of his paws and a huge crab's arm in the other.

"Well, at least someone's having fun." Zuma laughed a little, and since his bored mood, he started to look around, trying to spot any chick nearby, but what he saw interested him a bit more than that. "What do we have here?" he said directing his view to the other side of the food table.

Rocky was still laughing at Rubble when Zuma patted his shoulder to make him see too. "Dude, look at those two." He spoke pointing to two of their friends barely looking at each other with shy looks, avoiding any kind of close encounter between them.

"Marshall and Everest?" Rocky said scratching his head in confusion.

"If you saw what I saw, then you know that something's going on between them, right?" Zuma said. "I mean, you noticed the awkwardness, it was pretty obvious."

After a relatively long moment of silence, Rocky said in confusion. "So?"

"So?" Zuma said in total disbelief. "What kind of friends are we if we don't give them a little paw?" He quickly turned to Marshal and Everest with an evil grin.

"After all these years seeing how Chase and Skye tried so many times to do that, I decided to just let them be." Rocky calmly spoke, sipping his water. "Why the sudden interest on what happens between them anyway?" inquired Rocky raising an eyebrow.

At first, Zuma thought on a quick answer, but didn't make much effort on it. "I'm bored!" he finally admitted, now looking down. "Being in one-of-my-ex's wedding is not the fun I'd planned for today. Needless to say that Skye came with Chase, so I'm out of options."

"I don't know, Zuma. They already said that they were just friends. Also, I'm not so in to involve myself in the subject." Said Rocky, paying attention at Marshall's look at Everest, not a look that he's seen before.

"Party pooper." Zuma scoffed, leaving his glass on one of the tables. "Whatever; I'm gonna wait until Skye gets bored of Chase and come running to my arms." He said, already walking to the party again.

"Do what you want, bro." Rocky sighed, walking with him, but before they could take a step, a voice in the distance stopped them.

"Did you say just friends?"

When Zuma turned his head, a shiver came down his spine recognizing the girl, patting desperately Rocky's shoulder, who gulped.

"Uh-oh."

"Hey Rubble! Don't eat all the food, we want some too!" Marshall shouted, lightly laughing with Everest glancing at the table, looking for something to eat.

"That dog has an abysm by stomach." She joked, when she found a plate with some little pieces of bread with a green topping. "At least we can eat … whatever this is."

"…"

"Dare you!"

"Dare you!"

Both looked again to the green of the food and gulped some times. Sighing, both took one of them.

"At the same time?" Marshall suggested, already wondering about the taste.

"Deal." Everest answered. "1, 2 …"

"3!"

In an instant, both shouted their eyes and put it on their mouths, expecting the worst from the taste. Much for their surprise, it was delicious.

"Pretty tasty." She commented, tasting the soft and sweet taste. Marshall chuckled seeing her, when he noticed something on one side of her mouth.

"Wait, you have something there." He said, pointing to her lips.

"Where?"

"Uh, here…"

Gently, he approached his paw and used it to remove the remaining food when without notice it, his paw was now softly touching her right cheek, making Everest blush like the cherries on the cake.

The moment was only interrupted by someone running, almost kicking them. When they turned the view, they saw that it was Zuma, who quickly approached to them, looking like he just saw a ghost.

"Sorry, dude! I'm really sorry!" he quickly shouted before run away.

"You probably should to run now." They saw Rocky saying to Marshall. "Wait Zuma!"

Both were leaved with puzzled faces. "What's going on with those two?"

"I don't know- Oh boy…" That's when Marshall saw who was behind them.

With a sly grin on her face, Melissa slowly walked directly looking to Marshall, who instantly started to sweat like in a sauna. There was something weird on her smile, more confident than before, but not something Everest couldn't take care of.

"Don't worry, I'll get her." She calmed him down as walked to intercept Melissa.

She faked the most assertive tone on her voice and directed to her. "Hi Melissa, in what can we-"

"Oh, shut up." She quickly responded and walked passing her, completely ignoring the confused, but now even angry Everest.

"You can't run from this Marshall." Melissa now directed to Marshall in a demanding tone.

Trying to keep the cool, he tried to continue. "Understand Melissa, I'm with someone now-"

"Oh, stop pretending!" She shouted. "Your friends already told me the truth. You two are just friends and that entire fiancé act is false." She finished, now getting attention from the people around.

"What are you saying-?" Everest intervened, as Melissa turned around.

"This is between me and Marshall, no thirds." She gave her an angry look, receiving another one from Everest.

Marshall was already sweating cold for the embarrassment, already feeling defeated and disposing to end with this.

"Look, if we said all what we said, was because-"

"You are not going to take me out of this, you bitch!" Everest yelled towards the inpatient girl, making Marshall get even more nervous and even confused.

"Everest, what are you-"

"Marshall is with me now! Not with you! What you don't get by that?!" She said, walking toward Marshall and taking his paw; but Melissa didn't flinch.

"You're a great actress, but that sexy guy and his friend told me everything." She spoke, getting close to them. "Looks like something's going on in that little head of you. Or I have to say… heart?"

Marshall's mind couldn't process all that confusing information, even more when he saw the confusion on her friend's eyes. When Everest didn't do anything, Melissa directed to Marshall again.

"Now if you excuse me-"

"I don't know what they said to you, but I only know that you're bothering me and my boyfriend." Everest quickly interrupted her, trying to still go on with the story. "Let me tell you something, sist; get away from him, he's mine." She finished with an intimidating look, but Melissa didn't show fear even in the sightless; instead, she showed a smile to strike back.

"Prove it." She said, totally confident on herself.

Everest got confused at first, but quickly understood what she meant.

"Go ahead, prove it. Like a normal couple, I'm pretty sure you two have kissed, even more if there's a wedding coming. So there's nothing to worry about, right sist?" Melissa approaches to her ear slyly. "Unless you don't want to risk years of friendship just because of a game..." and slowly walks a step back.

Everest stood frost in her spot looking at Marshall; she didn't know what to do, or even think, because part of her, very deep on her thoughts, she wanted to do it, but another part was afraid, afraid of rejection, afraid of how he would feel, afraid of loose his best friend just because this girl was pushing them to do it.

When Everest lowered her head in defeat, Melissa grinned.

"See? Just a stupid game-"

Before anyone could react, not even Everest, Marshall swiftly took her by her arm, pulled her against him and pressed his lips against her, leaving in shock at the public staring at the scene, petrifying Melissa for the embarrassment that didn't exposed anything but the fact that she's a stalker. But she wasn't the most stunned for this.

Everest felt like she was going to faint right there, or even thought she was already dead and was being carried by the soft touch of an angel, feeling his warm lips pushing hardly against her. When she finally realized that she was alive, and saw that the angel was none other than her best friend for years. Much for her own surprise, she didn't want to break the moment; instead, she closed her eyes and pushed lightly her lips, wanting this moment to never end.

Every single second of the kiss was perfect for her, even when he broke the kiss; she still had this wonderful sensation and even felt like she was going to die for real.

Marshall took her paws, gasped one last time for air, and stared directly to her eyes.

"Everest, you are the love of my life; I don't want to be with anyone else if it's not with you. No matter what anyone says, never forget that… I love you."

It would've been so beautiful hearing those words from him in other situation, but she didn't care, she just wanted to reply the only thing she had in her heart in that moment.

"I-I love you too."

Unable to take it anymore, Melissa run out of the scene, already sobbing as her silhouette dissipated far in the distance of the crowd without being noticed.

After seeing that she was gone, Marshall let Everest go with a weak chuckle. "Well… at least she leaved us alone, right?" Marshall grinned slightly turning his head.

But the only thing he saw was a look of shock and confusion in her wide opened eyes, not moving even the sightless bit. Slowly, tears began to fill them, not leaving her trance and now even shaking.

"Everest?!" He said, now confused but more than all, worried. He tried to hold her, trying to calm her down.

"I-I…." was the only thing she mumbled before look into Marshall's eyes and out of nowhere, run away from him.

"Everest! Wait!" He shouted, running behind her out of the party.