Tino stood next to Kiring carefully stroking her scaly shoulder, "I-I'm not sure I'm ready for this…"
The dragon looked down at him, "Ready for what?"
"Marriage…I've been locked up my whole life…"
"Everything will be fine. You have a mother, father and a man that all love you…"
"But is it normal for a man to be a wife?" Kiring shook her head, "Then why…"
"It is for you and Berwald to discuss. I am just a simple dragon," Kiring's golden eyes shone with amusement. Tino gently slapped her shoulder, "Well do you mind the title?"
"Well…no."
"Do you mind knowing you are going to have to be the more…womanly roll in the bed room right?"
Tino's shoulders slumped, "Do I have to tell you?"
"Yes," her voice was dull.
"…No," Tino mumbled through clenched teeth.
"You'll be fine. Now go get sleep. It's a big day tomorrow." With that the dragon too flight.
…
Arthur watched as Berwald paced, "You should sleep…"
"How c'n I?" Berwald continued to pace.
"Why can't you?"
"T'no is j'st p'st th't w'll b't I c'n't t'lk ta 'im…"
"Oh you'll bloody live!"
…
Tino grumbled slightly as Erik fussed over his wedding dress, "Mom, it's fine."
Erik let go of the skirt, "I thought I saw a whole…"
"Mom…"
"Sorry…" Erik's dull eyes had a small spark of a mixture of happiness and sadness, "But right as I get you back finally…you are marrying someone…"
Tino smiled slightly and took his mother's hands, "I'll still be able to see you. It's not like Berwald will lock me in a hidden castle for 18 years."
Erik relaxed, "You could be right."
At that moment Mathias burst into the room, grinning widely, "Where's my amazing son?"
…
Arthur looked over Berwald's elaborate uniform, "Your mum is really making you wear that?"
The Swede turned to look at him, "Tis tr'd'tion…M' f'ther w're it fer h's w'dd'n'…"
"If it's tradition then what the bloody hell is Tino wearing?"
"H's m'ther's w'dd'n' dr'ss…"
"Oh that's brilliant…" The Brit rolled his eyes.
…
As Tino and Berwald stood next to each other in front of the alter the ceremony went on and on. It was quiet enough to hear Mathias's slight fake snores. Then as he cussed after Erik slapping him.
Finally the priest spoke the words, "I now pronounce you man and...uh…" Tino and Berwald gave him a nod. The priest shrugged as Tino and Berwald turned to face each other, both smiling, "Man and wife. You may now kis—"
He was interrupted by a crash and smoke coming from the door. Everyone turned to look, Berwald moving Tino slightly behind him. As the smoke cleared there stood Ivan. Mathias and Berwald draw their swords as Erik called out, "How dare you come here!"
Ivan ignored all of them as he walked toward the Finn and Swede slowly. When he was 1 yard away he spoke, a genuine smile across his face, "Congratulations. To your long…happy life," the Russian held out a hand, palm up, to his lips and blew, a dark purple dust floated onto Tino.
Then in a blink the Russian was gone. The Finn started to cough. Berwald quickly turned to him and looked him over, everyone talking among each other trying to figure out what Ivan had done to the young Finn, "'re ya 'lr'ght? Wh't did he do?"
Tino cleared out his lungs of the dust, feeling slightly ill, "I-I don't know…" Berwald's eyes filled with more worry, "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Do we want to finish so my father doesn't fall asleep again?"
A/N
I know I could have already ended this a while ago. Like when Tino accepted to marry Berwald but…I hate when I finish a fanfiction.
