A/N: I might eventually be rewriting a bit of this story, and I'll possibly be doing some major rewriting on iLive The Good Life to get it started up again and finished. Everyone who leaves a review, favorites the story, or follows the story pushes me to keep writing. I've never thought of myself as a good writer, and I thank you for everything. Now, on with the new chapter:

Several weeks had passed, and it was the day of Sam and Freddie's real wedding. Even though they were already legally married, the ceremony was going to be like a normal one. Carly had successfully planned the wedding, even though she ended up yelling at a clerk in a clothing store. Going against Sam's wishes, she told Melanie and Pam about the wedding, and they were in attendance. She had booked a church in northern Seattle. Spencer would be the Best Man and walk Sam down the aisle (Sam refused to walk with Gibby), Carly was the Maid of Honor of course, and Melanie and Wendy were bridesmaids. They'd be reciting competely new vows.

"I haven't eaten in hours," Sam moaned.

"You'll get cake and ham after," Carly told her as she neatened her hair.

"It better be good," Sam replied.

"If only I could meet Mr. Right," Carly sighed. "You and Freddie look so happy together."

"Eh, the nub has his perks," Sam shrugged. "You'll find the right guy someday."

"I hope so," Carly said.

"I love those shoes," Melanie said brightly. "Is everybody alright? Mom is coming to check on us very soon."

"Everything's alright here," Carly told her, before Sam could complain again. She then went to check on Freddie and the boys.

"How's everything? You look awesome, Freddie."

"Thanks, Carly," Freddie said, hugging his friend.

Gibby then came out of a nearby restroom, "What's up, baby?"

"Gibby, why isn't your tux on?" Carly questioned hotly.

"Oh...I peed on my shirt," Gibby said. "I messed up my aim-"

"-did you mess your jacket up?" Carly sighed.

"I don't think I did..."

"Just go get another shirt," Carly said, exasperated.

"From where?"

"There's a store that sells formal clothes down the street," Carly shouted at him. "I want you back here in fifteen minutes!"

"But-"

"-fifteen minutes!" Carly shouted as Gibby rushed out of the room. "And don't come back covered in sweat!"

"Hey, wait!" Spencer yelled as he jogged towards the church's exit.

With that, Carly ventured back to the girls, just as Mrs. Benson came out of that same bathroom.

"Who would be happy about getting human waste on their shirt?" Marissa grimaced. Freddie just shook his head.

"You were gone a while," Melanie commented.

"Gibby 'messed up his aim' and wazzed all over his shirt," Carly informed.

"Gross," Melanie frowned.

"Yeah, he went with Spencer to the Tidy Men store a few blocks down. They have...thirteen minutes to get back here, or else Gibby will be in trouble."

"You made it sound like he already was," Melanie said as she applied Sam's makeup.

"Well, he'll be in more," Carly said simply.

"Sam, Mom is really proud of you," Melanie reminded.

"Yeah yeah, she's happy I've found the right guy and chiz," Sam moaned. "I'm still hungry."

"Just a few more minutes, Sam," Carly smiled. "You're about to walk down that aisle and finish your real wedding ceremony."

With seconds to spare, Spencer and Gibby made it back to the church. They even were able to wash up again while they were at the store. It was showtime.

Sam's nerves reacted as she walked down the aisle, her arm linked with Spencer's. When they arrived at the altar, Spencer gave her a pat on the back and went to sit with Charlotte and the others.

Freddie couldn't keep the goofy grin off his face as Sam stepped in front of him. Even though they were technically already married, Sam still looked absolutely beautiful. It felt like they were sealing the deal.

He removed her veil, and it all began. The moment they had all been waiting for. Her hands shot up to her mouth as the world's fattest priest began to speak.

"We are gathered here today to join Fredward Benson and Samantha Puckett in Holy matrinomy," The priest started. "The bride rather sternly asked me to not say all the normal formal words, so we'll get right to the vows. Mr. Benson, if you'd start."

Freddie gathered the courage to make eye contact with Sam, and started his vow.

"Sam, we began as enemies. You hated my guts, and tried to make my life miserable. Over time we became close friends, and eventually to boyfriend and girlfriend. I want you to be mine for the rest of our lives. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to be standing up here marrying you today. Sam, I love you, and I'll never stop."

Carly's "aw's" could be heard over the entire audience.

"Charming," The priest said softly. "Sam, how about you go next."

Taking a deep breath, she began.

"Freddie, I honestly thought I hated you when we first met. I treated you so badly, yet you went along with it and never gave up on me. I can't thank you enough for not doing that. I'm not sure what I did to deserve you, but I'll treat ya right. You keep me out of trouble, and I keep you on your toes. We're so different, yet somehow we work. I'll always be thankful for that, and I'll love you for the rest of our lives."

Carly's voice was even louder this time.

"That was very sweet, Sam," The World's Fattest Preist told her. "Now, may we have the rings?"

Guppy successfully delivered the same rings to Sam and Freddie that they had gotten in Manitoba, and next was the moment of truth.

"Speak now, or forever hold your peace."

The entire church was silent.

"By the power vested in me by the state of Washington, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

The audience roared with cheers as Sam and Freddie shared their kiss. They walked out to the courtyard hand in hand, and sat at a table. Sam took the plate of ham before the waiter had even set both meals down.

But before Sam could start, Freddie smashed a slice of cake in her face. Sam took an even bigger piece and threw it at Freddie. They both laughed hard, and everyone had a good time. Much to everyone's surprise, Sam had a second cake made specifically for a food fight. Even the priest got involved in the fun. The Bensons had just as much fun that day as they did on their tour through Canada.