A few months later; Magica was pacing back and forth, eyeing the window in the room she was in as a possible means of escape.
"Magica DeSpell, don't you even think of running out of that window." Goldie said sternly.
"I'm surprised someone like you would be such a bundle of nerves!" Brigitta added.
"I can't explain it, I'm just so nervous… I don't think I can do this! Why did I even agree to this?" She eyed the window again.
Goldie moved between Magica and the window. "Don't you dare." Brigitta sighed. "If you do that than you're worse than she is!" She said, motioning to Goldie.
"Thanks, like I needed to be reminded." Goldie scoffed, then turned her attention back to Magica. "You and I both know that if you run off like that you won't get far before Scrooge chases you down." "You'd tell him if I jumped out this window, wouldn't you?" Magica glared at Goldie. "In a heartbeat." Goldie smirked.
"Okay, there's no need to fight ladies," Brigitta said, pushing Goldie and Magica apart. "Just calm down; you'll be fine. Besides, it's a little late to back out now…" Magica sighed. "You're right. Besides, I am a powerful witch! I shouldn't be so nervous and acting like some frightened girl…" She stood tall and after a moment her determined look gave way to her nerves again. "But what if something goes wrong or it doesn't work or-"
Goldie grabbed her beak and held it closed. "Magica are you hearing yourself? The only thing that's going wrong is your nerves. Some mighty witch. Just take a deep breath and get it together." She smiled warmly. "Everything will be fine. You need to calm down." She released Magica's beak. Brigitta smiled too. "She's right. It's all going to be fine." Magica took a deep breath and nodded. "You're both right. Thanks."
Then there was a quick knock on the door before Poe stuck his head in the room. "You ready yet Magi? Wow…" He took stock of his sister, standing there in her dress, hair and makeup perfectly done and couldn't help a gasp. "Who knew such a lady was in here." He chuckled. "Shut it Poe!" Magica said blushing. Goldie and Brigitta both laughed. "She's ready." Goldie said. "Good, then shall we? I'm anxious to give you away to Scroogie as a token of my gratitude for his part in getting me back to normal." He chuckled again. Magica scowled. "You're awful." "Oh, come on, you know this wouldn't be happening if you didn't want it yourself." He grinned. "Let's just go now." She said and they all left the room.
Scrooge stood at the altar, waiting nervously and seriously questioning his decision, not because he didn't want to do this but because she was late; was Magica uncomfortable in the church? Had someone, his sisters, who came to attend the ceremony, or hers, said something to upset her? Was allowing Goldie and Brigitta to be bridesmaids causing a problem after all? So many questions and worries filled his mind but none louder, or more concerning, than the possibility that she had gotten cold feet and run away. After all, she had seemed rather nervous and uncertain about the whole thing despite reassuring him that she wanted to marry him.
After everything that had happened, the false engagement, Haguk, the ring, and Rochelle and Elders, Scrooge and Magica had come to realize each other's feelings and just how good they were together; his family had even warmed up to idea, though Donald, who had agreed to be Scrooge's best man, Dewey, and Beakley still had their reservations they all agreed not to interfere. After all, they couldn't argue what Magica had done to protect them all.
Magica's sisters had even come and Castandra was even one of the bridesmaids, the fourth and final bridesmaid being Daisy. The remaining groomsmen were Launchpad, Poe and Rosolio, who agreed partly because his girlfriend was a bridesmaid and partly as a show of good faith. Donald's friends Jose and Panchito had even attended and agreed to perform at the reception, alongside the orchestral band Scrooge had hired. Even Glomgold was in attendance, probably just because Goldie was there, but still.
Everything seemed to be perfect except the bride herself hadn't appeared. Just as Scrooge was about to find some excuse to go see what was wrong the wedding march began to play and the bridal procession began. He held back a sigh of relief.
Any and all nervousness left Scrooge's mind when he saw her; Magica was nothing less than stunning in her strapless mermaid style gown, white with black lace rose appliques that wrapped around the bodice and down the skirt with a flowing train behind her. Her hair was pinned up elegantly with black pearl pins and belladonna flowers, like the ones that decorated the pews, with a thin veil, decorated with appliques to match the dress, delicately draped over her face. She also wore a strand of black pearls around her neck and matching earrings. Her makeup was flawless and her eye shadow matched her black pearls.
The bridesmaids, Goldie, Brigitta, Castandra and Daisy all looked gorgeous in their single shoulder, midnight blue dresses; each dress was sprinkled with small silver jewels and had a crescent moon pin on the shoulder so it looked like they were each wearing a piece of the night sky; but Magica still stood out, as a bride should, more beautiful than any of them.
Goldie was in front, behind her Donald and Daisy, then Brigitta and Rosolio, Launchpad and Castandra, and finally Poe walking with Magica. Poe was to give the bride away, neither of their parents were living so he had said he would do it in their absence, and so their grandmother wouldn't volunteer to do it.
Granny DeSpell could be heard muffling her sobs as she watched them pass by. Hexa patted her shoulder halfheartedly.
Finally, they reached the end and the music stopped. Magica felt relieved when she saw the remnants of nervousness on Scrooge's face, she wasn't the only one who was nervous. Goldie and the others took their places on either side of the altar and then the old minister spoke. "Who gives this woman to be wed?" He said with a shaky voice and a quick, curious glance at Magica, who just pretended to ignore that he was wondering why the bride was a witch.
Scrooge had wanted a traditional church wedding and even though it wasn't traditional by witch standards, Magica agreed because she honestly didn't care for the details beyond choosing a dress to wow him with and the fact that he wanted her to stay by his side forever, that he wanted her to be his wife. She had accepted his proposal without hesitation and quickly found that actually planning a wedding was far more work than pretending to plan one, but they did it together and actually had more fun than when they had just pretended.
Now the moment of truth had finally arrived, she stood there, taking it in for a moment; she was actually standing at an altar beside Scrooge, something she never even dared to imagine and yet it was really happening.
"I do." Poe answered the minister's question and released Magica's hand, lifted her veil and hugged her. "I really am very happy for you." He whispered in her ear before taking his place among the other groomsmen.
The ceremony proceeded and though not everyone in attendance fully agreed with the couple, the way Scrooge and Magica looked at each other as they said their vows spoke volumes. Magica barely held back a gasp of surprise when she saw the ring; it was custom made, a white gold band set with a piece of the Moonquartz she had given him with small diamond accents. When the old minister asked if there were any objections no one said a word.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife." The old minister concluded the ceremony. "You may now kiss the bride."
Magica couldn't help blushing at that moment, as she and Scrooge locked eyes and closed the distance. Just before they kissed, Scrooge grinned at her playfully then wrapped his arms around her and dipped her as he kissed her. Slightly startled, she wrapped her arms around his neck for support and smiled into the kiss. As they straightened up and parted the room cheered.
At the reception everyone chatted and enjoyed the food as well as the music and dancing. Naturally, Scrooge and Magica had shared the first dance, to the melody of L-O-V-E, which of course Poe and Goldie sang while the band played. Goldie and Poe then proceeded to have more fun singing with orchestral band in between performances by Donald and his friends, aka The Three Caballeros.
When everyone sat down to eat, toasts were made. Donald, being the best man started, but quickly fumbled his semi-legible words as he tried to find something nice to say about Magica and just ended with a simple "Congratulations Uncle Scrooge." Before sitting down. Then Goldie made a short but sweet toast. "Here's to the happy couple; I wish you all the best!"
It warmed Scrooge's heart that his old friend was so supportive, he wouldn't have held it against her if she had been a little jealous or not in favor of his marrying Magica; but instead Goldie was right there, helping with preparations and even agreeing to be a bridesmaid, and if he had to guess by the looks exchanged between her and Magica, they were becoming good friends.
Poe then made the last toast of the evening. "To the bride and groom; You make my sister happy and that makes me happy. Call me soft but I don't care, I am happy to see Magica finally get her happily ever after like I once had mine." He grinned at his sister, a smile consisting of equal parts joy and playfulness, then sat back down.
Then everyone began eating and talking among themselves. Scrooge and Magica watched wearily as their families mingled, silently praying that no fights would break out and then finding themselves nervous when it started to look like Scrooge's sisters, Matilda and Hortense, where actually getting along well with Magica's sisters.
"Hopefully that doesn't develop into a problem." Magica whispered to Scrooge as they finished their meals and rose from their seats. "Hopefully not, but maybe we should just be grateful that they're not at each other's throats." He whispered back. She nodded and they took to the dance floor again for a while.
"Alright, it's time to throw the bouquet now!" Magica called after a few dances with Scrooge. Goldie, Brigitta, Castandra, Daisy, Webby and Lena all lined up to try to catch the bouquet. The bouquet was comprised of red roses and belladonna flowers as well as some greenery and a few other small flowers. Magica turned her back to the group, counted to three and tossed the bouquet. There was momentary chaos and then Goldie stood proudly with the bouquet in hand.
"Nice catch, you know what that means now…" Goldie turned her head to see Glomgold standing beside her, raising his eyebrows suggestively at her. Her face fell instantly. "I don't think so. Here." She handed the bouquet to Brigitta and walked off to one of the buffet tables. Glomgold followed Goldie while Brigitta and Rosolio just looked at the bouquet, then each other, blushing brightly.
Near the end of the night, Huey, Dewey, Louie, Webby, and Lena decided to hijack the music and the boys borrowed some instruments to play while Webby and Lena borrowed a couple of mics. They then began to play 'Do You Believe in Magic' for the last song of the night and everyone enjoyed the impromptu performance.
Then finally the night came to an end and Scrooge and Magica left to start their honeymoon, and of course, live happily ever after.
Quick note here; I own NONE of the songs mentioned in this story!