After the ceremony, everyone sat down to a nice Denny's dinner (what did you think they would eat?). The two newlyweds were front and center at a conveniently small table on top of a table.
"Egad, Brain!" Pinky exclaimed. "Now that we're married, we can jointly file our taxes!"
Brain didn't know if Pinky knew what he was talking about, but he liked that he was trying to sound smart "I'm not even gonna ask if you know what that means, but that actually is cool because we pay way too much taxes for world domination stuff."
"Taxes sound fun. Narf!" Clearly, Pinky (and the author) don't know how taxes work and that they're the most boring thing ever.
In the middle of this super serious financial discussion, Romy hopped up on the table with a mic to give a speech like the Chad he is. "Wow Dads, it's so pog that you're married now. But why did it take like 20 years?"
"Roman, please don't use that trashy Zoomer language in front of your father," said Brain. "But to answer your question, it's because in the 90s, everyone totally wanted to get us together, but people were intolerant swines. Now that it's 2020, gay mice marriage is "pog".
Pinky and the guests thought this was sus. "Wait I thought it was because we're both like super dumb and confessed our love for each other at Denny's?"
Brain looked into the fourth wall at the people reading this. "Sorry guys, I forgot we were in a fanfic series timeline. But if you really wanna get self-aware, Roman, it's because the internet gave us the invention of fandoms and fanfictions, so all of our fans made it so we can get married in alternate universes with fanfictions and satisfy people's need to have their otp confirmed because it's not like the Animaniacs writers will do so. In fact, this might actually be a crossover fanfic because Jake and Tulip from the Titanic fic are doing the music."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me, Dads!" Romy said. "Jake and Tulip are warming up their recorders and wanted to let you know they'll be ready for the first dance in 15 minutes." Romy dabbed and screeched, "Pogs away!" while hopping off the table.
Brain froze and had a sobering realization. He didn't know how to dance! He was so busy planning the wedding that he forgot to look at an eHow video on how to slow dance. Little did he know that Pinky was thinking the same thing because he considered himself a crummy dancer! All he really knew was how to spin chaotically and didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his new husbando!
Pinky and The Brain rose from their table and made their way to the center of the room, nervously clutching each other's hand as they were about to have their first dance as a married couple.