"Haruhi, do you want your half decayed father to walk you down the aisle?" Tamaki asked.
"I love Tamaki- senpai," Haruhi replied.
"I'll take that as a yes. Hey, servents!"
"I'll unbury the body for you, master Tamaki," A servant said and walked away. Almost all the servants were fed up with his s# t, but they get paid A LOT of money to tolerate him.
"Oh, this wedding is going to be the best!" Tamaki said.
"I love you, Tamaki-senpai," Haruhi said.
"Oh my gosh! she added a new word! I'm so proud of you Haruhi." Tamaki said and hugged his fiance.
"I love Tamaki-senpai," Haruhi said.
"Tamaki, sorry to interrupt your weirdness, but the dress for Haruhi is here. It's red so blood won't show up from the dead people attending and it cost almost as much as the soap. Do you want it now, or should I hold onto it?" A different servant said.
"Hold onto it. It's bad to see your wife in a wedding dress before the event."
"You're forcing a brainwashed first year to marry you, but, of course, we need to do traditional wedding superstitions. You make so much sense, Master Tamaki." He replied
"Thank you for understanding. Oh, Haruhi, will your father be wearing a dress or a tux or what?"
"I love Tamaki-senpai with all my Tamaki-senpai," Haruhi said.
"I don't even know what that means, but I love it. You're so smart Haru-chan," Tamaki said and hugged his fiance again.
"I'll get the transvestite a dress," The servant said and walked away.
LET'Z GO TO ZEE VEDDING! (Now that's what I call a transition)
Wedding music was played on off key bagpipes because... potatoes I guess. Haruhi walked down the aisle with a taxidermied, half decayed, father taped to her arm so he didn't fall off.
Haruhi walked like a robot towards a life-size cardboard cut-out of herself repurposed to be a luring device because a picture of Tamaki was pasted on top of it. Haruhi was wearing a bright red, elegant, dress with $100 bills randomly scattered around the dress.
The audience was filled with mostly servants, but there was also the asleep looking Honey, a somewhat flattened Mori, and the bodies of the twins with their heads on their laps. Well, actually the servants couldn't tell the heads apart so they got mixed up.
Tamaki started walking down the aisle in a bright red tux to match Haruhi's dress. He held a zip lock bag filled with dirt, twigs, leaves, the ashes of Kyoya, and a little bit Renge ashes added in by accident.
"Isn't the groom suppose to walk out first?" A maid whispered to a servant.
"Are you seriously choosing that, of all the things wrong here, to ask about? Seriously?" the servant asked.
"Yeah, the wife is supposed to leave the groom waiting at the altar while she has a meltdown and regrets her life decisions. Then she decides to marry him anyway, so she goes to the altar, and the Groom puts away his phone that he was playing on while waiting. Then half way down the altar, the wife's father turns to his daughter and eats her ear off. Then it ends up the nazi Donald Duck apocalypse has started and they end up not marrying but eating each other's limbs slowly until they both die. I've seen that in so many Lifetime movies." another maid said.
"O-M-G! We watch the same Lifetime movies!" the first maid said.
"Oh, great. Nobodies sane here. I bet the dead body of the short kid would have a better conversation than this one." The servant complained.
"Jeez, judge much?" the second maid said.
The servant facepalmed.
At the altar, Tamaki was being the priest because no real priest was good enough for them. "Do you, my most cherished pudding cake of star wars chess and kawaii car bumper stickers about honor roll prison people and sausage, take me to be your husband?" Tamaki asked.
"I do, Tamaki-senpai. I love Tamaki-senpai." Haruhi replied.
"Do you, yourself, take this lovely lady to become your new wife? Why yes, thank you for asking. You're quite welcome. You may now kiss the bride." Tamaki said, having a conversation with himself. He kissed Haruhi as she stared into the distance. One servant started clapping and all the other people started at that one guy in judgment. He stopped clapping.
Tamaki hugged his new wife and expensive soap fireworks were set off and caught the building on fire. They all left (Including the dead bodies) And lived not very happily, more weirded out, ever after. the end. Hope you liked it because you ain't getting any more. Well... actually...
Peyton: No Pyrochan, that's a secret, remember?
Pyromoose: Oh yeah... Ssssssssssshhhhhhhh... it's a secret. (Don't unfollow, it may say complete, but the secret is coming out eventually.) And review, please.