Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBallZ.
Thanks a whole lot to Trugeta and animeprincess1452 for reviewing! I love reviews so much!
To Trugeta: Thank you much! I'm glad you enjoyed reading on the wedding. And I'm relieved that I described the nervousness well, too. Thanks!
To animeprincess1452: Cute and funny? That makes my day, thank you so, so much! I'm also glad you liked all the stuff the priest did.
Here we are...
The gathering was now mingling enjoyably at the reception, talking amongst one another casually. Everything looked beautiful. Bulma and Chi-Chi had undoubtedly done a spectacular job in preparing.
Five different tables of food were lined up in the room. The first two tables on the outside of the row were covered with dark red tablecloths, and the second ones were covered with the cream cloths. The very middle and most elegant table, which held the cake, was given both hues.
Each of the tables had red and white roses placed to the side, and the flowers and ribbons Bulma arranged sat beside the wineglasses, silverware, and punch bowl.
Demi and Trunks eyed the cake. It held a magnificent six layers with white and cream icing covering it. The icing itself was decorated with real red and white flowers on the sides, which Chi-Chi insisted were edible.
Only a few minutes into surveying the scene, Bulma said, "Come here, guys, there's something I want to show you."
She led everyone to the window of the room where flowing plants had been placed on the windowsill. Over to the side, two white doves rested calmly in a flowerpot.
"Wow, Bulma!" Videl exclaimed. She was impressed.
"I thought it would be so cute to have a couple of doves at the reception," she grinned. "What do you think?"
"Yeah, cute," Trunks replied. Even though doves weren't a necessary addition to the reception, Bulma had been very sweet and thoughtful, and that was enough.
Vegeta was once again burdened with looking after Chain. It wasn't terribly easy, either, for she was constantly reaching out for his glass of wine. "If I allowed you to have this, your mother really would throw me in the incinerator," he told her.
She either ignored him or couldn't understand what he'd said. Either way, she still reached out for his crystal glass. Chain stretched out her little fingers.
Vegeta glanced in Bulma's direction carefully. Her back was turned. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if he gave Chain just a small taste. Maybe she wouldn't like the bitterness and would cease her actions.
Vegeta took up a small spoon from the reception table and dipped it into his glass. He slowly inched the wine toward Chain, who held her mouth open readily.
Suddenly, the secrecy was revealed. "Hey, Vegeta, isn't that bad for babies?" Goku asked.
"What?" Bulma turned around, and Vegeta flipped the spoon straight out of his hand, letting it fall to the carpet. "What are you up to?" Bulma asked, placing her hands on her waist. "If you're doing something you shouldn't be!"
"Of course not," he told her.
"Good." She turned back to her conversation with Chi-Chi and Videl and left her husband to scowl in Goku's direction.
"So, where do you plan on having the honeymoon?" Pan asked.
"We're just going to a hotel," Trunks replied. "We might stay a couple nights before we move into the apartment together."
Pan smiled.
"When do I get to have a nephew or niece?" Bra inquired slyly.
Trunks was a bit embarrassed and turned red.
"Not for a while," Demi answered.
"Good idea. Don't rush it, that's what I say," Goten remarked, putting his hands behind his head. "Kids are a pain."
Bra snapped her head over to him. "Since when do you know? You're the youngest."
After about an hour into the reception, Bulma spoke out to the small party. "People, it's that time," she said, grinning.
"We get to have some cake now?" Goku asked with a large smile.
"Yes, but first things first." She gave gazed cunningly over in the couple's direction. "You both get to cut the first pieces."
Demi and Trunks looked at one another awkwardly. Not only were they going to cut the first pieces of the cake, this meant that they also had to feed each other the first bites.
"Oh, Gohan, do you remember that?" Videl asked sweetly.
"Yeah," he smiled back at the slightly embarrassing memory. Videl had accidentally smeared his bite all over his face.
"Well, go ahead!" Pan told them. "Cut it!"
"You have to cut it for each other," Bra proclaimed.
Trunks promptly took up the silver knife and sliced it downward. He placed his serving onto his plate. Demi did the same.
Trunks was the first to scoop up some of the cake with his hand. He held it out toward Demi, and she nervously ate it from his hand.
Then, Demi took a small portion of her cake within her hand, and presented it to Trunks, and he slipped his mouth over her fingertips to receive his bite.
Gohan, Videl, Goten, and Pan all gave small laughs, and the company applauded politely.
After everyone took a serving of the cake, Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta gave a few small tips to the groom on being a husband.
"Sometimes they'll threaten you," Vegeta said. "They might tell you something like 'Not cooking your meals.' The thing to do is act as if this doesn't affect you."
"Or pretend you don't hear them," Goku said through a full mouth of cake.
"And any blackmailing," Vegeta started, and then seemed stumped.
"Ignore that, too," Gohan suggested.
Trunks was slightly confused at what they told him. Nonetheless, he nodded.
Meanwhile, the women were giving Demi their own advice on becoming a good wife.
"They'll pretend to ignore your little threats, of course, but don't go back on your word," Videl told her, shaking her finger for emphasis.
"And anything you want them to do for you, say it then leave," Chi-Chi said.
"Yes," Bulma agreed, nodding. "If you stand around for a reply, they'll only protest."
Demi blinked. "Oh."
"And punishment," Videl thought, putting her finger to her chin.
"Punishment..."
"Tickle them," Gohan told Trunks.
"For punishment?" he wondered, still rather puzzled.
"They hate it," Goku proclaimed. "And it works almost every time."
Demi blinked again. "So I ground him?"
"Exactly! You know, no training, no meals. They hate having to skip a meal." Chi-Chi winked.
Unbeknownst to them, the groom and bride weren't the only ones listening.
"So if my girlfriend gets mad at me I should tickle her?" Goten wondered.
"So that's why Mom hasn't been cooking these past couple of days," Pan remarked.
Finally, the reception was forced to come to an end, but not before the traditional ritual took place. Demi grabbed her bouquet of flowers and looked out to Pan and Bra with a grin.
"Throw it!" Videl shouted.
Demi tossed it out in the direction of the two girls. Bra was the one who caught it, and she smiled widely and clutched the flowers to her chest.
Next was the groom's turn, and Trunks knelt down before Demi and raised her skirt up uncertainly to take off the garter. He slipped it off and hurriedly pulled her skirt back down, then stood to look back. "Only one bachelor."
Goten shrugged, grinning.
Trunks tossed the small, dark blue band over to his friend, who promptly caught it with ease.
"See you all soon." Trunks and Demi waved before heading off for their honeymoon, holding hands, and smiles playing over their faces.
I finally finished it! The chapter, that is. I suppose I'll write out the honeymoon later on, but I'm not sure how later on it will be. Anyway, review!
Thanks a whole lot to Trugeta and animeprincess1452 for reviewing! I love reviews so much!
To Trugeta: Thank you much! I'm glad you enjoyed reading on the wedding. And I'm relieved that I described the nervousness well, too. Thanks!
To animeprincess1452: Cute and funny? That makes my day, thank you so, so much! I'm also glad you liked all the stuff the priest did.
Here we are...
The gathering was now mingling enjoyably at the reception, talking amongst one another casually. Everything looked beautiful. Bulma and Chi-Chi had undoubtedly done a spectacular job in preparing.
Five different tables of food were lined up in the room. The first two tables on the outside of the row were covered with dark red tablecloths, and the second ones were covered with the cream cloths. The very middle and most elegant table, which held the cake, was given both hues.
Each of the tables had red and white roses placed to the side, and the flowers and ribbons Bulma arranged sat beside the wineglasses, silverware, and punch bowl.
Demi and Trunks eyed the cake. It held a magnificent six layers with white and cream icing covering it. The icing itself was decorated with real red and white flowers on the sides, which Chi-Chi insisted were edible.
Only a few minutes into surveying the scene, Bulma said, "Come here, guys, there's something I want to show you."
She led everyone to the window of the room where flowing plants had been placed on the windowsill. Over to the side, two white doves rested calmly in a flowerpot.
"Wow, Bulma!" Videl exclaimed. She was impressed.
"I thought it would be so cute to have a couple of doves at the reception," she grinned. "What do you think?"
"Yeah, cute," Trunks replied. Even though doves weren't a necessary addition to the reception, Bulma had been very sweet and thoughtful, and that was enough.
Vegeta was once again burdened with looking after Chain. It wasn't terribly easy, either, for she was constantly reaching out for his glass of wine. "If I allowed you to have this, your mother really would throw me in the incinerator," he told her.
She either ignored him or couldn't understand what he'd said. Either way, she still reached out for his crystal glass. Chain stretched out her little fingers.
Vegeta glanced in Bulma's direction carefully. Her back was turned. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if he gave Chain just a small taste. Maybe she wouldn't like the bitterness and would cease her actions.
Vegeta took up a small spoon from the reception table and dipped it into his glass. He slowly inched the wine toward Chain, who held her mouth open readily.
Suddenly, the secrecy was revealed. "Hey, Vegeta, isn't that bad for babies?" Goku asked.
"What?" Bulma turned around, and Vegeta flipped the spoon straight out of his hand, letting it fall to the carpet. "What are you up to?" Bulma asked, placing her hands on her waist. "If you're doing something you shouldn't be!"
"Of course not," he told her.
"Good." She turned back to her conversation with Chi-Chi and Videl and left her husband to scowl in Goku's direction.
"So, where do you plan on having the honeymoon?" Pan asked.
"We're just going to a hotel," Trunks replied. "We might stay a couple nights before we move into the apartment together."
Pan smiled.
"When do I get to have a nephew or niece?" Bra inquired slyly.
Trunks was a bit embarrassed and turned red.
"Not for a while," Demi answered.
"Good idea. Don't rush it, that's what I say," Goten remarked, putting his hands behind his head. "Kids are a pain."
Bra snapped her head over to him. "Since when do you know? You're the youngest."
After about an hour into the reception, Bulma spoke out to the small party. "People, it's that time," she said, grinning.
"We get to have some cake now?" Goku asked with a large smile.
"Yes, but first things first." She gave gazed cunningly over in the couple's direction. "You both get to cut the first pieces."
Demi and Trunks looked at one another awkwardly. Not only were they going to cut the first pieces of the cake, this meant that they also had to feed each other the first bites.
"Oh, Gohan, do you remember that?" Videl asked sweetly.
"Yeah," he smiled back at the slightly embarrassing memory. Videl had accidentally smeared his bite all over his face.
"Well, go ahead!" Pan told them. "Cut it!"
"You have to cut it for each other," Bra proclaimed.
Trunks promptly took up the silver knife and sliced it downward. He placed his serving onto his plate. Demi did the same.
Trunks was the first to scoop up some of the cake with his hand. He held it out toward Demi, and she nervously ate it from his hand.
Then, Demi took a small portion of her cake within her hand, and presented it to Trunks, and he slipped his mouth over her fingertips to receive his bite.
Gohan, Videl, Goten, and Pan all gave small laughs, and the company applauded politely.
After everyone took a serving of the cake, Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta gave a few small tips to the groom on being a husband.
"Sometimes they'll threaten you," Vegeta said. "They might tell you something like 'Not cooking your meals.' The thing to do is act as if this doesn't affect you."
"Or pretend you don't hear them," Goku said through a full mouth of cake.
"And any blackmailing," Vegeta started, and then seemed stumped.
"Ignore that, too," Gohan suggested.
Trunks was slightly confused at what they told him. Nonetheless, he nodded.
Meanwhile, the women were giving Demi their own advice on becoming a good wife.
"They'll pretend to ignore your little threats, of course, but don't go back on your word," Videl told her, shaking her finger for emphasis.
"And anything you want them to do for you, say it then leave," Chi-Chi said.
"Yes," Bulma agreed, nodding. "If you stand around for a reply, they'll only protest."
Demi blinked. "Oh."
"And punishment," Videl thought, putting her finger to her chin.
"Punishment..."
"Tickle them," Gohan told Trunks.
"For punishment?" he wondered, still rather puzzled.
"They hate it," Goku proclaimed. "And it works almost every time."
Demi blinked again. "So I ground him?"
"Exactly! You know, no training, no meals. They hate having to skip a meal." Chi-Chi winked.
Unbeknownst to them, the groom and bride weren't the only ones listening.
"So if my girlfriend gets mad at me I should tickle her?" Goten wondered.
"So that's why Mom hasn't been cooking these past couple of days," Pan remarked.
Finally, the reception was forced to come to an end, but not before the traditional ritual took place. Demi grabbed her bouquet of flowers and looked out to Pan and Bra with a grin.
"Throw it!" Videl shouted.
Demi tossed it out in the direction of the two girls. Bra was the one who caught it, and she smiled widely and clutched the flowers to her chest.
Next was the groom's turn, and Trunks knelt down before Demi and raised her skirt up uncertainly to take off the garter. He slipped it off and hurriedly pulled her skirt back down, then stood to look back. "Only one bachelor."
Goten shrugged, grinning.
Trunks tossed the small, dark blue band over to his friend, who promptly caught it with ease.
"See you all soon." Trunks and Demi waved before heading off for their honeymoon, holding hands, and smiles playing over their faces.
I finally finished it! The chapter, that is. I suppose I'll write out the honeymoon later on, but I'm not sure how later on it will be. Anyway, review!