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A/N - thanks for the reviews all! (and, if you're thinking of saying I have no originality, you're not reading this parody very closely. Parody: verb. meaning, an Imitation)

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PLANET BAYVILLE - EXT. CHAPLE - DAY
Sign reads, "Today, the Royal Wedding of Princess Storm to Prince Forge. Tomorrow, Tennis."


INT. CHAPLE - DAY
PIOTR: Jamie is fixing something on King Hank the Eighth and a Half's outfit. Princess Storm is pacing.

KING HANK 8.5: Oh, if only your mother were alive to see this day. All right, is everyone ready?

JAMIE (dressed as an USHER): Yes, your majesty.

STORM: No! Where's my mutant of honor?

JAMIE-USHER: Oh dear, yes. Where's Mystique? Mystique? Mystique Ball? Oh, thank god. Where've you been?

MYSTIQUE: Here I am. I'm sorry. I had to make a pit stop. I'm so excited, I =stops and glares at the teleprompter= I am NOT saying that.

PIETRO: But it's in the script! =waves script around=

MYSTIQUE: No.

KURT: Please?

MYSTIQUE: =grumbles, then speaks in a monotone.= I'm so excited, I had a potty emergency on the way. There. I said it.

PIETRO: Thank you! =brightly smiles=

JAMIE-USHER: All right, people. It's magic time.

KING HANK 8.5: All right, everyone, starting on the left foot. (puts his right foot out)

STORM: Daddy that's your right foot.

KING HANK 8.5: It's too late. Keep going.

PIOTR: They start walking down the aisle. The organ is playing "Here Comes the Mutant Bride."

STORM: =stops= Daddy.

PIOTR: The organ player stops playing and turns a confused look upon them.

STORM: Must I go through with this.

KING HANK 8.5: I'm sorry, my dear, you have to.

PIOTR: They start walking again. The organ starts up again.

STORM: =stops= But, daddy.

PIOTR: =sighs= The organ stops again.

STORM: I don't love him.

KING HANK 8.5: I'm sorry, Storm, he's the last prince left in the galaxy.

FORGE: =fiddling with something machiney looking=

PIOTR: They FINALLY reach the altar.

PREACHER REMY: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this most joyous occasion, to witness Princess Storm, de daughter of King Hank the Eighth and a Half....

PIOTR: However, Storm starts running toward the door, while Mystique is dragging behind.

PREACHER REMY: ....going right past de alter, heading down de ramp, and out de door.

KING HANK 8.5: Stop her! Someone, stop her! Stop her!

EXT. CHAPEL - DAY

PIOTR: Storm and Mystique come out of the chapel. They head for the getaway car.

MYSTIQUE: Hey wait! You forgot to get married. Stop already!

PIOTR: They get to the car and Storm opens the door.

MYSTIQUE: What are you doing?

STORM: =starts to get in the getaway car= No questions, Mystique. Get in.

PIOTR: The car starts up, and the ramp starts to tilt upward. Everyone else comes out of the chapel.

KING HANK 8.5: What is she doing? Where is she going?

PIOTR: The car takes off toward space.

FORGE:
Come baaaaack! =waving around some unknowable gadget in the air after her.