Victor Frankenstein was finally getting married to Elsa Van Helsing, an incredibly beautiful, yet somber and somewhat awkward goth woman who had been the love of his life since the two of them were in grade school. He couldn't believe that he was finally getting what he wanted the most since finally having to let his beloved pet dog, Sparky, go once Elsa's own dog, Persephone, had died, herself. Victor didn't originally want to give Sparky up, but he also didn't want to get in the way of his dog's love towards the girl dog which belonged to the woman who was now his own fiancée. So, Victor made his decision and let the two dogs be together forever in death.
Now, it was Victor's turn to be with the one he loved forever. Elsa had become even more beautiful in adulthood than she already was as a grade school student. The two of them had secretly been in love since that time, but it was not until middle school that they finally discovered one's affections for the other. Victor Frankenstein and Elsa Van Helsing were finally permitted to date one another when Persephone had died and the undead Sparky was at last put to rest.
Victor and his parents were on their way to meet with Elsa and her parents on the other side of New Holland. While Edward and Susan Frankenstein were thrilled to have Victor finally able to move on from Sparky's final end, Jesse and Lorna Van Helsing were incredibly concerned about marrying Elsa to a boy like Victor, who once raised the dead.
When they had arrived at the Van Helsing residence, Victor was quite nervous about the wedding rehearsal. The in-laws were introduced to one another. "Edward Frankenstein, from across town," Victor's father introduced himself. "My wife, Susan Frankenstein, and I believe you two already know our son, Victor." Jesse and Lorna Van Helsing were quite curious about their new son-in-law to be. "Jesse Van Helsing," Elsa's father said, greeting Victor with an incredibly strong and hard handshake; thereby signifying how unimpressed he was with how scrawny and awkwardly skinny Victor was even nowadays. "Lorna Van Helsing," Elsa's mother greeted with a somewhat softer handshake on Victor's hand than her husband. "Please, do forgive Mr. Van Helsing. He's usually very sociable," Lorna told the Frankensteins. "Smile, dear," She then told Jesse. Jesse Van Helsing wore a forced smile on his face. "Hello," he said to Victor. "Elsa will be down soon enough, I'm sure."
They journeyed to the living room. Victor noticed a violin case in the room; he didn't know Elsa could play, but so could he. Not perfectly, but he could play the violin. Victor decided to try out the violin in the case. He turned out to be pretty good at it. Victor played the 'Claire de Lune' on the violin, and it came rather nice, with a few wrong notes here and there.
Meanwhile in her own room, Elsa was taken to the sound of the violin, despite what few wrong notes were actually played on it. She came out of her room, wondering where this slightly messy violin music was coming from. Elsa came out to the family room and saw that it was the violin being played by her own fiancé, Victor Frankenstein. As soon as he saw that she was in the room, however, Victor became embarrassed by his own playing of the violin and desperately tried to put it back in its case, albeit very awkwardly.
He didn't mean to show off for a pretty girl, that of which Elsa Van Helsing very much was; only she had grown more beautiful since their days in grade school. "I'm sorry," Victor apologized for playing the violin without permission. "That was nice," Elsa told Victor. "I'm sorry, Elsa," Victor apologized again, calling his own fiancée by name, then blushed since it was improper. "I mean, Miss Van Helsing," Victor said, correcting his mistake, but still blushing at said mistake. "You know, maybe since we've already been friends since elementary school and considering our circumstances," Elsa began. "you can just call me Elsa, like you normally would," she finished. "Yeah, of course, Elsa," Victor said, lovestruck by the girl he had a crush on in grade school who had now turned into his fiancée.
He snapped out of his trance after a few seconds. "Elsa, tomorrow we're getting m-m-m," Victor just couldn't seem to spit it out. "Married?" Elsa said for her fiancé. "Yeah, yeah, m-married," Victor finally said, nervously playing with the tie he had around his neck. "I've had dreams of my wedding day since I was 5," Elsa told Victor. "I've always wanted to be married to someone I could be in love with," Elsa told Victor. "Someone I could simply spend the rest of my life with," Elsa told Victor further, not noticing the look on his face which said "I'm in love" very plainly. "But I'm sure a guy would find it as such a stupid sentiment," Elsa said, finally looking Victor's way.
Victor was not paying that much attention to what his own fiancée said because he was much too lost in Elsa's mature beauty. "Yeah, stupid," Victor answered Elsa before he could realize what her statement even was. "NO!" Victor finally caught up with what Elsa's sentiment. "No, Elsa," Victor rescued his response. "Not at all," Victor agreed with her; but in doing so he failed to realize he was attempting to lean against nothing in an effort to at least flirt with Elsa.
Victor tumbled down and crashed into the violin case he had just put back. "Oh no," Victor voiced his concerns once he realized what he had done, in front of Elsa no less. "I'm sorry, Elsa," Victor apologized once more. Elsa, however, was an understanding and sympathetic young woman. She knew that Victor didn't mean it. "It's OK, Victor," she told him as Victor gulped silently. Then, he smiled as the two of them locked eyes.
Elsa was ready to lean into Victor for a kiss. Victor was ready to respond back as they prepared to finalize their love just before even the rehearsal with a kiss, when Mrs. Lorna Van Helsing came into the room to observe the two of them. "What absurdity is this, you two?" Elsa's mother questioned. "You two shouldn't be alone together, or kissing before even the rehearsal. Here it is, seven to 5, you're kissing instead of being at the rehearsal. Minister Harker is waiting, you two. Chop chop," Lorna Van Helsing finished.