Ford looked down at his white suit, straightening the jacket and managing to crumble the tie at the same time. He frowned and straightened the tie. No luck.
Well, he thought to himself with a grin, I guess some things just weren't meant to be straight.
He took the tie off and dropped it onto a chair, feeling much better without it. Today was the day. The BIG day… the first day of the rest of… well, you know; Bells and lace and cake… that day. Ford smiled again, he couldn't help himself.
It had all started over a matter of a towel. It was just that simple. As simple as: Ford loves Arthur; Arthur loves Ford.
It was going to be a very small ceremony, very much in an earth-tone. That was what Arthur had wanted. And all Ford wanted was Arthur.
He bent and polished his shiny white shoes again. He could see himself smiling back in the reflection. Perfect.
That was how he felt: Perfect.
~~~~~
They didn't walk down the aisle, instead each coming from the side to join hands. At the front stood a Universal Priest/Nun (UP/N), the latest non-sexist clergy robot. Arthur looked wonderful in his matching white suit, not nearly as rumpled as Ford's.
Ford was glad he had managed to talk Arthur out of wearing his Bath-Robe, only with the threat of Ford wearing only his towel to the ceremony. And the promise that the towel was the only thing he would wear on the honeymoon. The thought brought a blush to Ford's cheeks. Arthur smiled and touched the spreading pinkness.
"I love you…" He whispered under the droning of the UP/N.
Ford smiled. He was so happy. "I love you."
He could feel Arthur squeezing his hands, could feel the deep bond between them. Two stray adventurers, friends, lovers… it was all so perfect.
"If there are no objects…" The UP/N waited exactly 10 seconds then continued. "Arthur Dent, do you solemnly swear to take Ford Prefect as your one and only, to cherish, love, and honor?"
A smile, a pause… "I do."
The UP/N registered the response and turned to Ford. "Ford Prefect, do you solemnly swear to take Arthur Dent as your one and only, to cherish, love, and honor?"
A squeeze of hands…"I absolutely do."
"Then I pronounce you bound and kept to each other. May you life be long and your journey be fulfilling." Another pause from the UP/N, this one only 5 seconds as it wrote up the contract of marriage, sending it to the Galactic record books. "You may kiss."
Arthur pulled Ford against him, their lips joining as their lives had. A cheer went up from their gathered friends, but the couple didn't hear. Today belonged only to them. And it was… perfect.
