Disclaimer: I don't own The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
A/N: This is the end of this story. There will be a sequel though.
Just as I entered the room, Lord Chapman and Flora's sister entered from an opposite door.
Music began to play.
Slowly, the four of us approached the table that symbolized the altar. Flora smiled happily when I stood next to her. Hippolyta and the prince couldn't help but stare at each other.
Flora's father stood in the place of the priest. "Do you, Lady Fay of the House of Wray, wish to take Lady Flora as your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I very much do."
"Do you, Lady Flora, wish to take Lady Fay as your wife?"
"I definitely do."
He turned to the prince. "Do you, Glen Langley, wish to take Lady Hippolyta as your lawfully wedded wife?"
"Do you, Lady Hippolyta, wish to take Glen Langley as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Yes, I do."
"I pronounce you, um… married. You may now each kiss your own bride."
Both couples kissed and all our guests cheered.
A few servants then brought in a table of food… and, by my special request, a set of speakers something called a CD player (someone had brought it back from the future).
"My dear friends and family… I once told Flora that one of the 'symptoms' of falling in love is that you want to sing old songs written by the earthling composer Cole Porter. One of his musical comedies ends with a wedding. So, I decided to play a few of song from that show, specially for Flora."
And so I slowly walked over to the CD player. Okay, maybe I exaggerated about the dress being impossible to walk in.
With a few clicks, the CD began to play. I started to sing along.
"My story is much to sad to be told… but practically everything leaves me totally cold… the only exception I know is the case, when I'm out on a quiet spree… and I suddeny see you fabulous face"
Flora smiled at this.
"I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all… so tell me why should it be true? That I get a kick out of you!"
For the next verse, she sang along. I didn't know that she knew the lyrics.
"Some get a kick from cocaine… I'm sure that if I took even one sniff that would bore me terrifically, too… but I get a kick out of you!"
"I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me… I get a kick though its clear to me you obviously don't adore me…" I sang.
"Ha! You know I 'adore' you. I get no kick in a plane! Flying to high with some guy in the sky is my ideas of nothing to do… yet I get a kick out of you…"
Everyone cheered.
"Oh, that was adorable," Flora's mother sighed.
Then came time for cake. We'd ordered two cakes, which looked exactly the same… until we cut them open. One was delightful chocolate and the other almond flavored.
Intentionally almond? Or are some tricky little servants trying to kill you with cyanide?
I rolled my eyes. We ordered the almond flavored cake. Of course its not cyanide! We were too popular for it to be cyanide.
Everyone ate cake and all but ignored the tea sandwiches the kitchen had sent. Brad left about halfway through the party so he could get back to Earth.
"And though I'm not a great romancer, I'm bound to answer when you propose… anything goes!" I sang along with the still playing CD.
The coronation went equally well.
I wore the wedding dress and stood with my new wife right beside me. The ceremony took place on a balcony overlooking a large pavilion. A crowd stood there cheering.
Though the royal family technically had a variety of tiaras and crowns, one was always used for coronations. It was made of silver and inlaid with a jewel only found on one of the mines of this planet. It glittered in the moonlight.
And I became Queen Fay of the Transylvanian Empire.
A few months later I got a letter from Earth.
Apparently Aunt Janet had given birth to a perfectly healthy daughter and wanted me to attend to the christening. I quickly replied that I would go if I could bring Flora. Soon she replied that that would be fine if we didn't say we were married.
That sort of thing hadn't yet caught on back on Earth, apparently.
The event was held at the church where Ralph and Betty had gotten married. When I got there I remember how, hardly a year ago, a bratty version of me sat here reading 2001: a Space Odyssey. And since then I'd actually been to space (though never met any evil computers like HAL 9000)… I'd gotten married… I'd grown up.
Aunt Janet named her daughter Estella Fay Majors.
When I later asked, Janet explained that she'd given the first name in honor of the baby's half alien heritage. The middle name was, to my surprise, after me.
"Seriously?" I asked.
She nodded. "I realize that you're a really great person, Fay. I used to just see you as my bratty niece with no social life… but after all that's happened I realize it's not all that simple."
"Wow… um, thank you," I said, after a moment.
"By the way, weren't you and Flora going to spend your honeymoon here?"
"Well, yeah…"
"Where have you been, then? We set up the guest room for you two ages ago."
I blushed. "We never actually got around to coming here. I've been so busy with being the Queen after nearly no understanding of the empire's political-"
"Stay here for the next few weeks. You and Flora deserve a break, especially Flora."
"Fine."
"Anything you want to do now that you're back in town?" she asked after a moment.
Then I remembered Trixie's theater. "I want to go to the late night, double feature, picture show."
[The End- for now]
A/N: I've never written an entire story before. Wow...
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