A/N: sniff You like me, you really like me! Well, after my extended absence, it's good to know that I was missed. Makes me feel special:) Thank you! I really appreciate all the reviews. I would comment on people's reviews, but I'm afraid I'm gonna give away something. So, just know you're all loved and immensly thanked ten hundred plus times over.

Anyway, this may be my last update for a little while for two reasons:

1) I've got three term papers to write due in the next few months, which I somehow have to write all three simultaneously. Should I be working on them now?Probably. Then again, it's 9:30 on Saturday night...there...there's my excuse...I am a horrible person, aren't I?

2) I kinda need to write the rest of the story. I wrote up the first 20 or so chapters before deciding to start posting them here about a year and a half ago now, I guess, but then I stopped working on it and started working on other things, posting chapters whenever I felt the need to. But now, I'm kinda running out of chapters, so I kinda have to start working again. I mean I have it all planned out, I just need towrite it.

The moral of this story:

Thank God it's school vacation week.

Thanks so much for all the support, I really do appreciate it, all jokes aside, keep on doing it and I'll keep on supplying you with my insane story. Soon to come: The actual plot! No more plot build-up! note to self: Never enter short story contest...

Disclaimer: I'm a short 17 and a half year old, who lives in Rhode Island, the smallest state in the entire United States. Do I own MASH? If you even think yes, I have only one question... What are you smoking and where can I get some? (joke)

Enjoy the show:)

-AEM

Hawkeye, BJ, Trapper, Charles, Radar, Klinger, Colonel Potter, and Father Mulcahy arrived at The Gardens. Father Mulcahy and Colonel Potter had gone to the bride's tent to tell the ladies that the men had arrived. Colonel Potter would stay there until it was time to walk Margaret down the aisle and Father Mulcahy would return to the trees when Margaret and her party were ready, or until two o'clock, whichever came first, though Hawkeye had joked that the second one was more than likely.

Hawkeye paced between the two trees, checking his watch every few minutes.

"Got a hot date after this, Hawk?" Trapper joked, earning a glare from Hawkeye

BJ wandered over to Hawkeye and mumbled into his ear "Thought you weren't nervous", making Hawkeye fix his glare on him now.

"Holy Toledo!" exclaimed Klinger suddenly, making Hawkeye stop his pacing and stare at Klinger

"What?" he asked

"Holy cow! Look who's here!" Radar saw what Klinger had seen and pointed to the parking lot. The five men looked towards the parking lot to see a medium height, brown haired man, in a brown suit, that looked horrible with his brown hair with a girl, also with brown hair, hanging down in a yellow, sleeveless dress walking towards them.

Hawkeye forgot his nervousness and began smirking broadly. BJ and Trapper smirked as well, Klinger and Radar bit their lower lips to keep from smiling and Charles used all the dignity and ability to keep a straight face he possessed in order to keep from laughing out loud. Hawkeye ran over to the man and yelled, quite loudly, which made many people stare outright at the groom acting out (actually, that was only Margaret's relatives, who never having met Hawkeye before, obviously weren't used to him yet and thought him a nutcase, which, in essence, he was. Hawkeye's friends and relatives, used to his zaniness, marked this down as normal Hawkeye behavior and went back to their lives), "Frank Burns! How great to see you again! Margaret will be so pleased you came!" and began pumping his hand, rather overenthusastically.

Frank Burns looked quite bewildered for a moment (not to mention his daughter), then smiled as he finished processing what Hawkeye had said "Gee, Pierce, you really think Margaret will be pleased I came?"

"Pleased doesn't even begin to describe it. I can't even think of any words to describe how she will feel" grinned Hawkeye, finally dropping Frank's hand, and trying quite hard not to think of how Margaret would really react when she found out Frank had indeed come.

"I'm actually surprised she invited you, Pierce. You and her never got along very well, if I remember correctly"

"Well, things changed after you left, Frank"

"Oh, how?" Frank asked interestedly

Instead of answering, Hawkeye turned and exchanged mischievous looks with the other men. Hawkeye and BJ had told the men the previous night about the plan to make Frank look like a fool. Everyone had been all for it, even Charles, for though he had never met the man, he had said he had heard quite enough about him to know that Frank needed to be harassed.

Frank looked around at the rest of the group and continued to put his foot even farther into his mouth than it already was, which is a feat only Frank can pull off "In fact," he said "I'm surprised to see all of you here. Margaret hated all of you, especially you two enlisted men" he said, referring to Klinger and Radar "and she also hated you two, McIntyre and Hunnicut"

"Nice to see you too, Frank" BJ mumbled sarcastically

"What's that supposed to mean?" Frank stared at BJ quizzically

"Oh nothing, Frank, nothing at all. . . "

Frank surveyed the group again and his eyes fell on Charles "Who are you?" he asked

"Did your mother not teach you any manners at all?" smirked Charles; glad to finally have a chance to goad the infamous "Ferret Face" Burns

"What's my mother got to do with it?" asked Frank, offended

"And you must have not gotten very good schooling if you cannot speak even the most basic English," mused Charles

"Oh, come now, Charles," smiled Hawkeye "not everyone can go to Harvard"

"You're right, Pierce," Charles stroked his nose "And Burns here is living proof of that statement"

Frank's mouth opened in a large 'O' and snapped closed. He narrowed his eyes, sniffed in outrage and walked off, dragging Stephanie with him.

The group burst out laughing as Frank and Stephanie (who was equally as mad as her father) stalked off.

"Pierce, I must thank you," Charles wiped tears of mirth away from his eyes "You gave me a perfect line with that statement about Harvard"

"Don't mention it, Charles" laughed Hawkeye

"And of course, you know I won't"

"Of course"

Father Mulcahy suddenly appeared at Klinger's shoulder. "What are you all laughing at?" he asked

"We'll tell you later, Father" laughed Trapper, knowing they didn't have the time to go into the whole story

Hawkeye was the next to put two and two together "Wait, you're here, that means. . . "

Father Mulcahy smiled at Hawkeye "Yes, Hawkeye. It's time"

As the men began to walk back towards the trees, Hawkeye realized that the nervousness that had plagued him earlier was there no longer. Maybe it was because the appearance of Frank caused his earlier premonitions to become long forgotten, but he was now no longer nervous and now anxious to see Margaret in the wedding dress that he hadn't been allowed to see. He knew Klinger's work. He knew it would be beautiful. Confidently, he arrived at the two trees, stood in his spot, and waited for the rest of his life to begin.