The reception passed without a hitch. Ember sang sweet, romantic songs for everyone to dance to and nobody was hypnotized. Soon enough, the portion of the party where presents would be given to the new couple arrived.
The regular reception gifts were many- plates, silverware, appliances, blankets. They saved the best for last: the presents from their parents. Pamela clicked her way up to the microphone, Jeremy close behind. She tapped it lightly with her gloved hands. "Hello? Oh good, it's on. Samantha, Daniel, I know at first I was difficult. I was rude, even. I'm realizing now that you could not have chosen a better husband, love. And Danny, I know you couldn't choose a better wife!" She laughed, amused with herself, and the guests chuckled lightly. "Anyways, your father and I debated long and hard about what to give you two. We even consulted with your parents, Danny. Finally we agreed on this," she pulled out a piece of paper and on the screen behind her a picture of a beautiful house with a sprawling green lawn appeared.
Jeremy stepped up to the mike "Danny, Sam we've decided to give you a house." Sam gasped. She and Danny rose and stepped up onto the stage where they embraced the Mansons tightly.
"Thanks so much Mom and Dad!" Sam cried. Danny repeated the sentiments (although he opted to call them Pam and Jeremy).
"Oh darling, don't mention it!" exclaimed Pamela. Jeremy handed Danny the deed to the house which he happily accepted. After thanks were thoroughly exchanged the Mansons left the stage and the elder Fentons came up. Jack was carrying a large box and Maddie a smaller one.
"Hey everybody!" Jack bellowed (he didn't even bother with the microphone). "Maddie and I have brought something great for the lovebirds. Somethin' Danny's been asking for since he was this high!" Jack held up his hand, fingers about two inches apart. Danny rolled his eyes good naturedly. "Well here you go!" Jack handed Danny the box unceremoniously, which was surprisingly heavy. He turned to Sam, who removed the lid. A mixture of shock and joy appeared on her face as she saw what was in the box. Danny leaned over and looked inside.
Sitting at the bottom of the box was a puppy. It had a blue eye and a brown eye, blue grey fur covering the majority of its body save three white paws, a mostly white tail and over the half of the face with the blue eye. The pup's block head gave it away as none other than a Pit Bull.
"Since you all out there can't see, we got them a puppy. She doesn't have a name yet," Maddie said.
The puppy wagged her tail vigorously and stood up on her hind legs, resting her paws on Danny's chest. She looked into his eyes for a moment before licking his face enthusiastically. Sam giggled. "I think she likes you!" She reached forward and lifted the puppy out of the box, cradling her in her arms. Not one to discriminate, the puppy licked Sam several times as well. Maddie presented her box to Danny as well. It contained puppy supplies, ownership papers and a framed photograph of the little dog.
"Thanks Mom and Dad. Thank you so much. She's perfect," he said, his voice wobbly. He turned to address the guests. "You're all great. I can't thank you enough for just being our friends despite how crazy we are and how crazy our lives are. Thank you for coming to the wedding, the reception and thank you for all of the wonderful gifts. Thanks to my parents-in-law for the great house, it's better than anything we could have dreamed of asking for. Mom, Dad tha-" Danny was suddenly cut off by a peal of laughter coming from behind him as Sam cuddled the puppy. Danny looked at her mock accusingly.
"Sorry," she laughed, "It's just… She's so sweet!" Sam stepped up next to Danny and leaned into the microphone. "I think what he was going to say was 'thanks for this great and absolutely adorable puppy that you gave us!'" Danny bent over and kissed her, then waved to the crowd, signaling that they were done.
As the reception wound down and Danny and Sam bid adieu to the guests, Sam was continuing to hold the puppy, who still did not have a name.
"She has legs you know," Danny chided. Sam kissed her head and stroked her back.
"I know," she said in a high voice. "What about Macy? I think she looks like a Macy."
"That's too girly!" Danny whined. Sam rolled her eyes.
"She's a girl dog. Macy…" It was a fight lost by Danny- not that that was unusual- and so the puppy with the odd eyes was dubbed Macy. Danny and Sam both were too tired to do any packing and their honeymoon didn't start for two days, so they each grabbed some blankets, pillows, food and personal items and crashed in their new home, looking very much like children going to a sleepover.
The particular house that Mr. and Mrs. Manson had had specially built for them on a thirty acre lot looked like a home you would see in a movie about the 1800s. It was stately and large, around 3500 square feet with five bedrooms. It had a large courtyard with a garage on the right and lush gardens on all four sides of the square. Entering through the front door found one looking into a dining area, but what Danny and Sam were interested in was on the second floor. They raced up the stairs like little kids, Macy at their heels, and immediately to their right they found what they were looking for- the master bedroom.
Sam dropped her stuff on the floor and curiously meandered down a hall in the back left corner of the room. She found a decently sized room in the back, attached to only the master room with stairs leading down to the garage. A potential nursery was her first thought, but as Danny came down the hallway he exclaimed, "It's like a Bat Cave!" Sam rolled her eyes at him and then walked back into the main room. She was eager to explore the rest of the house.
"Danny can we just stay here? Our house is so nice," she sighed, sitting on the floor. She was kidding of course, but Danny replied anyhow.
"I thought you wanted to go to Australia!" Sam smiled.
"I do, I do…" She lifted Macy off of Danny's pillow and into her lap. She stroked the little puppy until her tired eyes closed and her breathing slowed. Danny still hadn't come back, so Sam set Macy back on his pillow and walked back down the hall. He wasn't in the room, but the door to the garage was open, so she figured he had gone down there and returned to the bedroom.
Sam was far too exhausted to explore the house that night, so she did her nightly routine, threw a bunch of pillows in a pile and went to sleep with Macy by her head. Danny came in a little while later and slipped in next to her. She pretended to be asleep, so he just kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight, Mrs. Fenton," he whispered. "I love you." Sam smiled. At long last she was married to the man of her dreams and they were about to start a happy life together, free of Dan.
Life was good.
Hey everyone. So this is the second to last chapter. I know the ending was lame, but what can you do? I hope the last chapter will have a better ending.
I'm sorry that I update so sporadically, but I have a busy life. I've been busting my butt to finish this up for y'all, so I hope you like it.
Honestly, I feel like not many people like this story. Do you guys like it? Tell me the truth. No wait... Don't. OH PLEASE DO.
Oh and guess what! MY NEPHEW IS DUE IN ELEVEN DAYS! :D
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