We no own. You no sue.

I looked around the mayor's office as Spot and Flight anxiously awaited the Judge to come in so they could get married. The big oak desk gleamed as the light from the window shone onto it. Blink, who had an expression of hatred and happiness on his face, was standing next to Mush.

The old Judge finally arrived with his coke bottle glasses perched on his crooked nose. His black robe looked a little worn and faded. I saw Spot take a deep breath as he started the ceremony.

"We are here today to join together in marriage . . . who are we joining?" the judge asked, who had obviously forgotten to ask Spot and Flight's names.

"Spot Conlon and Flight Caden," Spot stated matter-of-factly. The judge raised an eyebrow.

"Real names." Spot sighed.

"Benjamin Conlon and Josephine Caden."

"Full names, Mr. Conlon!" the judge barked at him.

"Benjamin David Conlon and Josephine Caroline Caden," Spot said exasperatedly.

"We are here today to join in marriage Benjamin David Conlon and Josephine Caroline Caden in the presence of –"

"William Charles Caden," Blink started.

"Elizabeth Marie Kelly-Sullivan," I continued. I looked at Mush, who shifted uncomfortably

"Er, Nicolas Meyers."

"Do you have a middle name, Mr. Meyers?"

"No. I'm too hot for a middle name." He caught the look on my face, and swallowed. "Eugene." I laughed outright, and he glared at me.

"In the presence of these good people," he obviously forgot. This was gonna take a while.

We exited the building half an hour later, Spot and Flight hand in hand and a married couple.

"This is so weird," I whispered to Blink, who wasn't really sure if he should be happy or angry.

"Yeah." I looked over at Mush, who looked a little embarrassed.

"Let's forget naming our first son Spot and name him Eugene," I said in a comforting way. He smiled a little bit and whispered, "No," I laughed and looked at Flight and Spot. They looked so happy, so free, so married. I smiled and kissed Mush on the cheek, who was looking at the married couple too.

Suddenly, Mush took my hand, turned around and took me back into the building.

We walked back to the Lodging House 20 minutes later, with goofy grins on our faces. We walked over to my, our, bed and sat down. Spot gave us a weird look but went back to his wife. Flight got up, away from Spot, and walked over. An idea popped into my head,

"Can I talk to you for a minute, Flight?" I asked,

"Sure, I figured you'd want to," She said and we left to the roof.

"So, who was the witness?" She asked as soon as we got on the roof. My eyes grew a little bit.

"How did you know?" I asked in a hushed whisper.

"I'm not that stupid, Catwalk," She paused, "That's not really want you wanted to talk about was it?"

"No."

"Well, what do want to talk about?"

"You know,"

"What sex?" I nodded my head in shame, while Flight laughed.

"It's ok, actually, it's the best thing in the world. It's heaven on Earth." She told me with an airy voice. I quirked an eyebrow.

"Just let your body talk for you. Spill out all the love you have." I looked away. Not wanting her to see my cheeks flush at the thought of me doing those things, even though I really wanted to.

"If you want it, just take it,"

And so I did.

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