A Wedding Like No Other
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! On with the epilogue! =D
Epilogue
In a large four bedroom, three bathroom house, in a quiet neighbourhood of Chicago, Günther was sitting on a black leather couch in the living room, feverishly working on his latest clothing designs. He brought his hand to scratch his chin, the shiny ring on his finger indicating that he was still happily married to CeCe.
"Feathers or sequins?" he muttered, turning around and holding out his sketchbook. "What do you think, Tinka?"
Tinka, who was making bowls of caesar salad in the kitchen, turned around and leaned against the counter to get a better look at Günther's designs. After Günther and CeCe's wedding, she partnered with Günther and, together, they showered the world with their betwinkled clothing lines.
"Why not both?" Tinka asked, with a smile.
"You are absolutely right!" Günther exclaimed, turning back to his designs.
Tinka smiled, before resuming her task of sprinkling garlic croutons all over the salads. CeCe was pacing back and forth next to her, arguing with a Crusty's employee on the phone.
"For the one hundredth time, I said I need two large pepperoni and cheese, one medium vegetarian, two medium green olive, sausage, and anchovy...what...no, I'm not pregnant! And a medium Hawaiian pizza, thanks!"
Günther chuckled and asked, "He thought you were pregnant?"
"Yeah, because of my choice in toppings," CeCe explained, irritated. "I mean, who puts green olives, sausages, and anchovies on their pizza?"
"We do!" Tinka cried, speaking for herself and Günther. "That is what we put on our pizza back home."
Before CeCe could respond, a young boy ran into the room from the hallway. His dark hair and skin made him look a lot like Ty, but judging by the betwinkler in his hand, one could tell that he had Tinka's love of sparkles.
A little redheaded girl, whose skin colour matched Günther's, followed the boy, screaming loudly. Her pink, betwinkled cap clearly stood out from the plain, pink T-Shirt and shorts that she was wearing.
"MOM!" she shouted, sounding like a feminine version of Flynn. "Mason put these stupid shiny things on my hat!"
"The hat looks much better now!" the boy, Mason, yelled at the girl. "It was a favour!"
"Mason Aleksandrovich Blue, you do not betwinkle clothing that is not yours!" Tinka scolded, waving a reprimanding finger at him. "Even if the piece of clothing is ugly."
"Hey!" CeCe cried, narrowing her eyes at her sister-in-law. "I would rather have her look like a model than an ornament on a Christmas tree!"
"Enough," Günther said, sternly. He turned to his nephew and said, "Mason, you have something to say to Raquel, do you not?"
Mason sighed, turning to the girl in question, and said, "Sorry."
"Go play nicely now with Mason, Rocky," CeCe said, gently. "I will help you get those betwinkles off later, okay?"
"Okay, Mom," Raquel Georgia Hessenheffer, known by others as Little Rocky, replied.
"Oh, my, goat," Tinka said, with a sigh. "Kids are such a handful."
"Why are you complaining?" CeCe questioned, bewildered. "You only have one! I have two! Twins!"
"Speaking of twins," Günther said, turning to his daughter and nephew. "Go make sure that Tyler did not betwinkle your mother's shower curtain again."
Mason and Raquel nodded, before running off to check up on Tyler Kashlack Hessenheffer, Raquel's fraternal twin brother.
CeCe sighed, before making her way over to a cupboard to get some plates. Tinka wrapped her arms around two of the salad bowls and made her way into the dining room.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Do not worry," Günther said, noticing that CeCe's arms were full of plates. "I will get it, my little sugar muffin."
Tinka laughed, as she turned to CeCe and called from her spot in the dining room, "He still calls you that?"
"I know, it's a weird name," CeCe admitted, with a small smile. "But, he makes it sound so sweet."
"Well, there is no denying that you are still hopelessly in love with him," Tinka said, smiling back.
Günther opened the door and smiled when he saw Deuce and Rocky standing outside. Deuce had a little girl, about the same age as CeCe's daughter, in his arms. You could tell by her wavy, dark brown hair and pale skin that she was the perfect combination of Rocky and Deuce.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Rocky greeted, excitedly.
"Hello, please come in!" Günther exclaimed, stepping aside, so the Martinez family could enter the house.
CeCe placed the stack of plates onto the counter and hurried out of the kitchen, to the front door, to greet her life-long best friend.
"Hey, Rocky!" CeCe greeted, giving her a hug. "I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you, too," Rocky answered, embracing her friend. "Hospital hours are really ruining my social life."
"Well, that's what you get for becoming a neurosurgeon," CeCe said, before turning to the girl in Deuce's arms. "And how is the little CeCe?"
"She has been good," Deuce said, putting his daughter down on the floor. "She has been dancing since she could walk."
"Teaching her about the amazing world of dance?" CeCe asked Rocky.
"Of course," Rocky answered, smiling. "It won't be long until we see our little Cecelia Rosalita Martinez on the set of Shake It Up! Chicago."
"She's guaranteed spots with my kids, as well as Ty and Tinka's son, on Shake It Up! Chicago," CeCe said, confidently. "I'm still their head choreographer. I can pull a few strings."
"Also, they are the children of former Shake It Up! Chicago dancers," Günther added. "They are born to dance well."
Before another word was uttered, there was another knock at the door, followed by a voice that shouted, "Ty Blue is in the house!"
"And that would be my wackadoodle of a husband," Tinka said, hurrying to the front door and flinging it open.
"Hey, so glad to see you, Ty!" Deuce exclaimed, waving at him as he entered the house.
"Right back at you," Ty replied, before kissing Tinka deeply.
"Ew, cut that out, unless you want vomit on your salad!" CeCe cried, disgusted.
"Says the person who insists on playing tonsil hockey with her husband once every fifteen minutes," Ty fired back, after pulling back from the kiss.
Günther flushed as red as CeCe's hair. CeCe bit her bottom lip, blushing furiously.
"Anyway, I brought some beer and wine," Ty said, holding up a large, paper bag.
"Cool, I'll get the glasses for the wine," Rocky offered, making her way into the kitchen.
"Thanks, sis!" Ty called, before turning his attention back to Tinka. "You want a glass, babe?"
"No, thanks," Tinka replied, shaking her head. "It's not good for the baby."
"Oh, well, that makes sense and...," Ty began, before he did a double take. "...what?"
Tinka, having realized what she said, mumbled, "Oops."
Rocky bolted out of the kitchen, looking just as shocked as CeCe, Ty, Deuce, and Günther, and asked, "Did I hear that correctly?"
"Tinka," Ty said, looking his wife in the eyes. "Are you pregnant?"
"Well, um, yeah," Tinka replied, hesitantly. "I was going to surprise everyone during dinner, but...oh, well...surprise!"
"We're having another kid?" Ty asked, excitedly. When Tinka nodded with a smile, he repeated, "We're having another kid!"
"Oh, congrats!" CeCe chirped, happily.
"Yes, I get to be Uncle Günther to another nephew or niece!" Günther added, grinning.
"And I get to be Aunt Rocky!" Rocky added, jumping up and down.
While Deuce congratulated Ty and Rocky started discussing baby names with Tinka, Günther stood up and made his way over to CeCe. He stepped behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and planted a soft kiss in the crook of her neck.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" he whispered in her ear.
CeCe laughed and replied, "I'm not letting you betwinkle every room in our house. Our room and the twins' room is enough."
Günther chuckled and said, "I mean it, CeCe."
"Yes, you tell me everyday and I never get tired of hearing it," CeCe answered, turning her head and capturing his lips in a sweet kiss.
"I love you, bay-bee," Günther said, after pulling back from the kiss.
"I love you, too," CeCe replied, lovingly.
"Now," Günther said, seriously. "about the other non-sparkly rooms in our house..."
CeCe rolled her eyes, as she thought about everything that happened between her and Günther. Things certainly had changed between them over the years. They went from being frenemies, to dating, to being engaged, to getting married, to having children, to spending quality time with their family and friends in a house of their own.
However, some things have not, and would never, change. Günther would always be a betwinkle maniac and CeCe would always be a conceited dancer.
And they were perfectly okay with that.
Behold, the ending to "A Wedding Like No Other."
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