Ashes to Cinders

Epilouge: It's Just Two Little Words

A/N: OMG!!!!! i'm sorry guys that this took too long!!!! this was way overdue! owell i'm sorry, really! and becasue i'm so nice i have outtakes for you! but really- sorry that this took so damn long! i have no excuse whatsoever! ENHJOY!

*Note- Do not write an epilogue about Ethan to Lady Gaga and Pink Floyd the result is this madness:

As the saying goes life progressed.

A week became two weeks, then a month, a month, two moths.

And then it was wedding day.

The first nineteen years of my life had been full of twists, turns, new friends, punishments, disappointments, and then things that made me so happy I could cry (yes, I mean Mel.

W-O-W…She turned me into a sap! … oh my Gandhi I'm pathetic!).

So standing at the alter with my lovely fiancé (just to have a special moment, she looked ravishing in white!) across form me, Adam making eyes at Nicole who was trying to seduce him (failing! Oh whata bitch!) it dawned on me how lucky I was to have these three people. And how strong our friendship was even though we hadn't even know each other a year.

Nicole was even smiling… but she was my half sister she did kinda have to be happy for me… right?

Now as was my custom I attracted some…odd moments (okay so I made some!). As my thoughts are being all grateful and stuff I hear a throat clear.

"Huh?" I say acting all educated.

"Ethan!" Mel hissed at me, her eyes flicking to the priest who was looking at me expectantly.

"What?" I mouthed.

"I do!" Nicole's lips formed the words. I raised an eyebrow at her, curious (of course I knew that was the part where I was supposed tot say I do!) I turned to Mel and winked at her.

"What are you doin'?" she hissed.

"Trust me, we are husband and wife now, right?" I whispered back. By now the people in the pews were coughing and shifting uncomfortably.

"Nope." I said plainly while putting my hands behind my back and rocking back and forth on my heels.

"What the hell?" Nic shouted, staring at me in shock, her face slowly turning a violent shade of red. I twitched in fear of my life. Then her face went blank with shock and she turned to the priest.

"Oh wait," she sighed and then continued, "Forgive me Father, for I have sinned," I laughed. She...begging… for forgiveness... BAH! I mean even to a priest, it's just too funny!

I smiled, truing to the priest, or is a Rabi? I really dunno what he is!

"Look Mr. Priestly dude. You didn't do it right. I don't want Melanie to be just my wife. I want her to be my best friend, my love, my life. So if you'd say it correctly then I'll answer your damn question, and let me follow our Maid of Horror's lead in asking for forgiveness of the Big Guns and your priestliness while I'm at it." Mel was looking at me with the particular expression that said I'd hit you if I didn't love you so damn much. Love. I'm tossing that word around quiet a lot aren't i? As I said before- I'ma PANSY!

"Well…okay… do you take Princess Melanie to be you wife, your-" I cut him of

"Yes. I do." I whispered. Mel sniffed her eyes bright with tears and I caught her up and well…

"You may kiss the bride."

We looked at each other, staring into each other's eyes, until I couldn't bear it anymore and went in for the kiss. As I'm movin' in to make our big scene, my nose starts twitchin... and itchin... until I was about to kiss her and...

ACHOOO!

Big ass snot bubble all over her! I couldn't help it, I fell to the floor laughing like a dumbstruck hyena. Of course, my beautiful snot rocket caused the whole NASA organization that was our audience to errupt into laughter as well. Mel screamed bloody murder and Nic rushed to help her clean up.

"You're such a bastard Ethan!" Nic yelled at me.

Between fits of laughter I retorted, "It's just a normal bodily function at the wrong time! Just like you snort when you laugh!"

She looked up from helping my bride and ... o boy if looks could kill! As we all regained control of our senses and Mel her face from my snot, the priest asked, "Would you like to try again?"

"You DON'T have to sneeze do you?" Mel asked with a glare at me. I sniffed the air.

"Nope, all good,"

And thus we did. (Besides the whole sneezing incident, this is about the only time I can remember following orders… For the most part.)

No worries, it gets even better!

"'Cuse me." I hear a woman's voice say. Mel and I part and turn to look at her. She's got blue eyes brown hair and is wearing this pink and zebra dress with the biggest skirt I've ever seen.

"Uh who are you?" Mel asks her. I notice a tiara on this girl's head.

"Who am I? YOU'RE JOKING RIGHT…WRONG?... OMIGOD THE DUDE ASKED WHO AM I?" she shouts. I cringe back, little bit scared of the petite girl that turned into the scariest thing you can make outa pink . Mel stretched to her full height that ultimately makes her a good six inches shorter than me.

"Yes. Who. Are. You?" she asks again.

"I am Princess Paxton Rosalie Ariel Thorton-Rose Love-Perry Hawthorn! I'm beautiful, dirty, rich, rich!" she exclaims in a loud an unnecessary manner.

"Wow. Long name you got there." I say she switches her gaze to me and smiles brightly.

"I know! Isn't amazing?" the girl gushes.

"What are you princess of?" Nic asks her, trying not to laugh. Adam is standing beside her one of his hands not in view.

"I know where your hand is!" I sing-song. The "Princess" looks at me funny.

"Not you- Adam." I say Adam and Nic both blush and his hand come back into view.

"Ewwww." Melanie says, wrinkling her nose adorably. Ack! I'm love struck!

"I'm Princess of this kingdom!" She says.

"No I am." Mel says.

"Nah-huh!" Princess P says.

"Yea-huh!" Mel retorts.

"Oh sweet baby Jesus! Bitch gotta get the blushin' bride all puffed up! Lord have mercy on Michael Jackson's soul!" Nic says in exasperation. I sigh, knowing what's coming next.

"Nah-huh"

"Yea-huh"

"Nah-huh'

"Yea-huh"

"NAH-HUH"

"YEA-HUH!"

"Ladies, Ladies!" I say stepping between them. They both glare at me. "I know you both want me, but really, there's enough Ethan to go around!" I say. Mel glares at me and grabs my hand, pointing to the thick band of gold that is my wedding band.

"This means you're mine, no more of that shit. Got it?" She hissed. I smiled and grabb her waist dipping her back and kissing her until she is laughing.

"Of course." I say.

"OOO! I want some!" The "Princess" shouts, grabbing a fist full of my shirt and yanking me away from Mel.

"What the hell? UNCLE!" I manage to shout before she jumps on me, forcing me to he ground her on top and her lips pressed to mine and she's totally like dryhumpin' me! WTF?! (Although,... if this is the normal wedding routine, hot girls all over me, I think I could go through a couple of divorces. Oh crap... Mel, put the chainsaw down! O shit! Nic's got one tooo! I was kidding!) I'm sitting there like a dumbshit, because I don't have a single idea of what just happened, Mel looks pretty damn pissed off and then we all hear another voice.

"Paxton?" It's a guy, really tall but kind of average, dressed like an ordinary townsperson.

"Oh, Silver, you're home early!" she says blushing and climbing off of me, which adam jerks me up and Mel grabs my wrist in a death grip.

"We don't live here." The guy says looking around his nutter girl friend, "Sorry, she tends to do this. C'mon hon, lets go home." He said, a little bit more quietly.

"Princess Paxton Ariel Thorton-Rose Love-Perry Hawthorn away!"

This weird person who thinks she's princess shouted, a rope fell out of the sky and she climbs up t lighting fast, her shoe falling off and hitting someone in the eye…Day-sha-voo!...

Her boyfriend sighs and turns on his heal walking out of the church.

"OW!" they shout. I laugh and turn to look at Nicole.

"Do you think we are related to her?" I asked. Nicole laughs and shakes her head.

"I don't know. But then again, who would have guessed we were related? (or would WANT to be related to you...)"

"Hmm." I say. Mel smiles, placing her hand on my cheek.

"Guess what time it is!" She whispered.

"Potter Puppet pals time?" I ask her. She smiled brightly.

"Nope. Honeymoon." I gulp.

"Oh that."

"Oh c'mon! You aren't afraid are you? We gotta seal the deal!" She said with a pout. I grin and pull her to my side.

"Of Course."

"I love you Ethan." She whispers, putting her hand in the air and waving at the crowd of people who immediately erupt into cheers. I follow suit.

"I love you too Melanie." I say, just for her ears only.

So that's my story. As for us living happily ever after, we didn't- we lived crazily ever after. And now I thank you reader, no friend, because over the course of my story we have become such. I have let you into my world, know my thoughts and my life, and I'm glad that you listened. In the words of Asher Rother, "Do I really have to graduate or can I just stay here for the rest of my life?" That's totally how it is, my life is college, and I love the way it is. Fudge it, I rule. Period.

XOXOXOXOX

A/N- alright, there you have it- the wedding! Okay so yeah last chapter, want to say thanks bunches to everyone that read Ethan's story and kept with it no matter how confusing Nicole and I got! So yeah, I don't have much to say! Other than here's a little piece of dialogue between me and Nicole regarding this chapter:

R: So Nicole: do we make it a sweet and sentimental chapter?

N: Aww ya! Oh wait, do you hear that... "If you build it, they will"..... NEVER COME! Unlike Brandon in the back of math class... Lol! But it is a wedding Rachel, so it's gotta have a little bit of mush in it. I love it! But commin' from Ethan it just sounds weird. O well. At least we got his pervertedness to level it out! And I'm sure Nic'll find a way to ruin a moment or two, wink wink!