Dark's Day8

Hanging on the fresher door was the most revolting dress Lina had ever seen. It might have been white once, but was now yellow with age and decay. It had the most ridicules puffy out skirt ever, the kind, which made your legs shoot into the air whenever you sat down, and too top it off a veil. Not any veil, but a floor length veil and a matching pair of tiny white shoes.

"No bloody way am I wearing that!" Lina shrieked giving it a death glare. Luke was smirking again.

"You have to." She could see the amusement in his eyes.

"Get stuffed farm boy." She walked over to the dress, to "examine" it further. It was a lot worse on closer inspection. The tight lace cuffs were actually mouldy.

"Oh damn, only an hour to "Here comes the bride". Luke moaned staring at the chrono.

"Well, I ...." Lina merely grabbed the dress and locked herself in the fresher, leaving a Luke torn between panic and amusement outside.

Half an hour later Lina emerged, wearing the dress. She was right about it, it made her look ghastly.

"You look stupid." Luke announced the moment she unlocked the door.

"Tell me something I don't know!" She snapped, tottering around in the shoes." She took a step forwards and fell flat on her face. Luke collapsed in hysterical laughter, as Lina turned a nice shade of red.

"These shoes." She sighed sitting up and pulling them off, rubbing her sore toes. She flicked them across the room and pulled on her boots.

"Your father wont be happy." Luke announced.

"Do I look like I care?" She asked lacing them up. Luke felt more and more anxiety rising in his stomach. Marrying Lina was about as fun as being eaten by a bantha.

The two stepped into Sidious's presence area. Vader stood at the front next to Sidious, sat as ever in his voluminous black throne. In front of them was some kind of Holy man.

Lina scoffed to herself "Holy? On this ship?" But that was not what chilled either Luke or Lina; at either side of the room were two of Sidious's cronies, blasters out. Waiting to shoot them if either objected.

"What a lovely dress my dear." Sidious croaked at Lina as they reached the top of the room. Lina ignored him; he picked it on purpose to annoy her.

The ceremony commenced.

"Do you Lina Sidious take Luke Vader to be you lawful wedded husband?" The "unholy" man asked. Lina tightened her fists lifted her head high and looked her father in his face.

"I do not!"

There was a noise and one of the cronies held his blaster against her head.