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DOH belongs to Warner Bros. I only own characters you don't recognize. I know I kinda gloss over the race, but I really wanted to focus on the wedding. I do use piece of dialogue from the first movie. Oh, and Bo told Rosco Carly's full name. And I think I have Bo's middle name right.

A few days later, folks gathered from all over to see the race.

"Wow. I've never seen so many people in my life. Not ever for a NASCAR race," Carly commented from her place on the bleachers.

"That's 'cuz it's an old-fashioned moonshine race. It tends to draw in bigger crowds," Jesse explained.

"Look, there's Daisy," Vance pointed out. Carly shaded her eyes with a hand and looked to where the man was pointing.

"Shouldn't she have a starter pistol? And shouldn't both drivers be in their cars?" she asked.

"Not for this kinda race, Sugar," Coy replied. Daisy stood in front of the cars and tried not to shake. She could feel the excitement in the air. Races always made her feel this way.

"Runners! The revenuers are comin'!" Daisy called. Then, she dashed out of the way and up to the bleachers. Luke loaded the boxes into the back of the General and they were off. One-by-one, other cars followed their lead.

"Wait a sec. Where are they going?" Carly asked a few minutes later.

"Cross country. Hazzard racin's just a bit different, Darlin'," Daisy answered. In the General Lee, Luke looked behind him.

"We got company, 'cuz," he reported.

"I can lose 'em," was the response. Bo pulled the General sharply to the right and cut across the food.

"What's that dang-blasted Duke Boy doin' now?" a driver grumbled good-naturedly. Nevertheless, they followed the orange car. Back in the stands, the Dukes, Pauline, and Carly waited nervously.

"Where are they? What's taking so long?" Carly wondered.

"They probably cut across country," Coy replied.

"But...don't they have to stay on the trail?" Carly asked in confusion.

"This is Hazzard, Sugar. We do things different here," Vance told her.

"Oh," Carly said. Bo continued driving the General Lee through the fields.

"Uh, Bo? There's a creek up ahead," Luke stated.

"I know," Bo responded.

"You do know there's no way to get over the creek?" Luke checked.

"I know there's one way to get over the creek," Bo corrected with a grin.

"Oh, no. Not again," Luke said in dread.

"Hold on, 'cuz," Bo stated. As the car jumped over the creek, Bo whooped and honked the horn, filling the air with the sounds of Dixie. Luke grunted as they landed.

"Bo, you tryin' to rearrange my kidneys again?" he griped.

"Complain, complain, complain. We made it, didn't we?" came the retort. Luke merely let out his own grunt. Bo chuckled and took his position in the front of the pack.

"Look! There they are!" Pauline exclaimed, pointing.

"Whoo-hoo!" Daisy cheered. "Come on, fellas!" she encouraged. Everyone watched as the General drove past the cars.

"Come on, Bo! Come on!" Carly urged. They saw the orange car pull up to the start.

"They're---they're in the lead!" Pauline gasped. Just then, another car pulled up alongside them.

"I don't recognize that car," Cooter mused.

"COME ON! DON'T LET SOME CITY SLICKER BEAT YA!" Daisy screamed, jumping up.

"Now gist calm down. They'll make it," Jesse soothed. Sure enough, the General Lee pulled past them and crossed the finish line.

"YEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" Cooter's whoop was almost as loud as Daisy's.

"They did it!" Carly cried happily. With that, she and the others ran down the bleachers towards Bo and Luke who climbed out of the car.

"Okay, ya'll. Let's have ourselves a double weddin'," Bo said happily. Minutes later, everyone was gathered together. Rosco pulled out a small book.

"Hold it," Bo stated. Before Rosco could say anything, Bo reached over, grabbed the book, and flipped through it.

"There we go," the younger Duke said as he handed the book back.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join these people in holy matrimony," Rosco announced. After making sure no one had any objections, he went on.

"Do you Enos Hiram Strate take Daisy Jane Duke to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, I do," Enos replied.

"And do you Daisy Jane Duke take Enos Hiram Strate to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" Rosco asked.

"I do," Daisy softly confirmed.

"And do you Beauregard Clyde Duke take Carly Anna Jacobson to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" Rosco queried.

"I do," Bo stated.

"And do you Carly Anna Jacobson take Beauregard Clyde Duke to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" Rosco questioned.

"I do," Carly answered.

"I now pronounce you all men and wives. Boys, you can now---" the sheriff stuttered as Enos and Daisy kissed sweetly and Bo grabbed Carly and gave her a kiss while dipping her.

"Bo! Enos! I ain't said to kiss 'em yet!" Rosco scolded. Then, as the group continued to kiss, "Oh, good grief." The book fell to the ground in a flutter.

"Well, congratulations, Rosco. You jist performed your first weddin'," Luke stated. Then, "Ain'tcha guys gonna up for air?" He watched as they didn't respond. He sighed. "Well, to quote Rosco, 'Oh, good grief'."

THE END

AUTHOR'S NOTE

And thus concludes my first Dukes of Hazzard fic. Ya'll make sure to come back now, ya here?