Nervous. That's all she could feel. She tried hard not to thump while her mother and a few sisters helped her with the wedding dress.

"Judith Wilde," she muttered for what must've been the thousandth time today.

She wrung her paws instead, unable to stop feeling nervous. Her ears twitched at every little sound. She wanted so badly to thump but she kept still.

"Almost done," Jane stated.

When they finished Bonnie stepped back to admire her daughter.

"Oh honey, you look so beautiful!" Bonnie nearly wept.

"Th-thanks mom…" Judy stated, giving a nervous smile.

Judy had never imagined in her wildest dreams growing up that she would be getting married, let alone to a fox. But life has a funny way of throwing you unexpected curveballs, for better or worse. Here she was, getting married to Nicholas Wilde, a fox who had been her best friend, partner, boyfriend, fiancee, and had recently fathered her son. A son they both loved dearly.

She came out of the house into the front yard, where she saw her father waiting for her. He looked like he was about to cry, again.

"Daddy, please don't cry… Try to hold it in, at least until after the alter…" she asked.

"I'll try Jude…" he replied, "But you know how I'm not good at this holding back tears thing…"

As Judy was led down the aisle, she could see out the corners of her eyes, her friends, family, and coworkers. As she got to the alter, the look on her face faltered.

"Flash!" she thought, "What is he doing here!? Don't tell me he's the preacher!?"

As soon as Nick saw her face, she heard a snicker. He was suppressing his laughter.

"Ladies… and… gentlemen… the real… preacher… Mr. Thomas… Grey…" Flash announced.

She gave her snickering husband-to-be a half-joking death-glare.

"Not funny, Nicholas Wilde…! Not funny!" she hissed under her breath.

"Relax fluff, I did it to try to get you to not be so worried. I'm not dumb enough to get Flash, so I got my uncle instead," he whispered back, "Don't worry he's certified."

Thomas Grey went through the usual spiel. And when the part came up about "speak now or forever hold your peace". Nick's family looked to his aunt to try to find out why she was so quiet. As it turned out, her husband and son had duct taped her mouth shut and wrote, "do not open until after wedding" in felt-tipped marker on it. This caused John to snicker at his sister's misfortune, only to earn a slight elbow from his own wife sitting next to him.

The wedding continued, undisturbed by that minor interruption. The wedding moved on to the reception, to Judy's relief but she would see her newlywed husband punished for his antics with Flash. She grabbed his tie and pulled him down to eye-level.

"You will pay for that joke, Nicholas… You will… So help me…!" she hissed.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to cut the tension… I'll give you a full backrub later...?" he offered.

"Fine but you're not allowed to go any further…" she retorted.

"Mean bunny," he whined.

"Dumb fox," she shot back.

She walked up to the reception table that some of her in-laws were sitting at.

"Hi Mama Wilde, how's Luke doing?" she asked.

The toddler was quiet and happy with his pacifier but stretched his little arms and paws towards her. She picked him up from his stroller, thankful he didn't try to escape it during the wedding, and held him. She heard the shutter of a camera and turned her attention to the source. Lillian holding an old-fashioned, self-developing camera. It printed the photo quickly, a newlywed mother holding her toddler son and both looking very happy. Lillian took a similar one with Nick when he came up too.

"So how's the eye, Danny?" Nick asked.

"Don't ask about my eye today Nick, this is about you two… Besides, it's fine, I'm getting used to it… It still feels a bit weird sometimes but I'm fine…" he replied.

"He seems a bit grumpy tonight," Nick pointed out.

"Not as grumpy as your Aunt Sarah," John laughed, "And only because Jane caught the bouquet…"

"Yeah, I noticed Gideon and Uncle Tom duct taped her mouth shut… Personally, I think she's never looked better…" Nick laughed back.

"I wish it didn't have to come to that but I'm grateful they did…" Judy replied.

"I wish so too Judy," a new voice stated.

The newlywed couple turned to see Gideon with Cherry on his arm, the Foxglove girl looked absolutely elated. An older fox was also with them.

"I don't think we've had the pleasure of being formally introduced, young lady, I'm Thomas Grey," he introduced, extending a paw towards her.

"Judy Ho-... Wilde…" she introduced, shaking paws.

"Apologies about that in the middle of your wedding, but I couldn't have my wife spoiling your special day. Not when our families have worked so hard to get ready for this day… I mean just look at that wedding cake, Gideon outdid himself this time…" he started, then cleared his throat, "But today is about you two and I wanted this day to be special for my nephew and his special lady."

"Thanks pa, I think yer a bit too proud o' me f'r that though. I mean sure it's a nice cake but I think I coulda' done it better…" Gideon replied.

"I agree with your dad, it's beautiful the way it is…" Judy stated.

"Thanks Judy…" he returned.

"Save some of it for Aunt Sarah?" Nick asked.

"I'll try…" Gideon stated.

"As long as Ben doesn't eat it all…" Judy laughed.

"I think yer boss is handlin' that…" the slightly portly tod pointed out.

Sure enough, they saw Bogo get onto Clawhauser about his third slice of apple pie.

"What surprises me is that Grampa Carl isn't throwing himself a fit right now…" Nick stated.

"Dad locked him in the basement… He should be asleep down there anyway…" Judy explained.

"That's kinda' cruel… I mean, he'd probably raise a ruckus about us getting married but I can't say I approve of having an old man locked in a dusty old basement by himself…" Nick replied.

"That's surprising considering the last time you and Grampa Carl were in the same room, he was waving his walker at your head…" she returned.

"I dunno', Carrots… He's family… He's old… I know it might be kinda' stupid of me but I can't help but worry about him…" Nick sighed.

"Well if that's how ya' feel, Nick, I'll go check on him," Stu volunteered.

"Thanks, I appreciate it…" Nick stated.

The couple went back to mingling with their guests. Finnick and Flash were talking about something and laughing. Pretty soon Ben joined them. For the most part, the bride didn't want anyone else to hold her son for the time.

"Judy, it's almost time for the dancing to start, you really should hand Luke off to me or Nick before it starts," Bonnie stated softly.

"I'm ok mom, I just feel like I don't hold him often enough…" she replied.

"So, your response is to blow off your dad for the customary daddy-daughter dance and deny his dad a chance to hold him? That's cold, Carrots," Nick teased.

"Daddy hasn't come back from checking on Grampa Carl yet, so we have to hold off anyway…" she retorted, " Why don't you go hang out with Flash and Finnick for a while?"

"Because they're cracking jokes. And you know how long it takes Flash to crack a joke," he replied.

"Yes, yes I do! Thanks to someone I know…" she stated. Giving him a look that left no doubt what she was referring to.

"What? It was a good joke and it had to be shared…" he defended.

"I didn't find it funny!" she shot back.

"Chill out honey-bunny… Don't you goin' ballistic on our special day," he laughed, "Besides, it's in the past…"

"I guess you're right… Daddy's a goofball isn't he, Luke?" she chuckled.

Stu came back to reception party, looking a bit frazzled but otherwise still presentable.

"There's my dad and my arms are getting a bit tired, take him off my paws for me Nick," she stated.

"Alright… C'mere Stinky…" he chuckled. Giving Luke a whiff he realized how accurate his nickname for his son was at present, "Soiled again huh? I think ya' might need a new diaper, kiddo… Judy, before ya' go, where's the diaperbag, Luke dropped me a present in his diaper…"

"I think your mom has it," she laughed.

As Nick made his way to his mother, he passed by Clawhauser, Finnick, and Flash.

"Hey! Hey Nick! Is that Luke? Can I hold him?" Ben asked.

"Only if you don't mind that he smells like the inside of a port-a-potty right now…" Nick answered, "And he's a bit fussy about that…"

"Man, whatchu bringin' 'him over here for? Uncle Finnick ain't changin' no more diapers!" Finnick exclaimed.

"I'm actually heading over to my mother, Carrots said she saw mom with the diaperbag. I was gonna' change Stinky myself…" he replied.

Upon finding Lillian, he realized she really did have the bag. It looked like she'd been carrying it around all day.

"Mom, I need to get into the diaperbag… I got an armful of Stinky and he's got a diaper full of-... Something that smells rank…" he told her.

"I'll take him to the bathroom and change him, you enjoy your wedding…" she sighed.

"Nah, I can't put that on you. You do enough of that as it is…" he stated.

"Nonsense, I do it because I'm his gramma…" she stated.

"Lillian, let me… I feel like I don't do anything for him…" John replied.

"Are you sure, John?" she asked.

"Positive…" he answered. He took the bag and the baby and headed off to the bathroom.

Nick and Lillian simply shrugged. John did what he wanted to do as usual. Nick turned his attention to the dance, waiting for his cue to cut in and dance with his wife.

It was a few minutes but Nick got the signal to cut in and danced with Judy in place of Stu. The music and the dance slowed to a crawl. She rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"I love you, Judy," he whispered.

"I love you too, Nick," she whispered back.