A/N: Sorry. But I had to do what I had to do. Anyways, yes, I'll be doing my new fic very soon. You can expect to see new LT fics, including some songfics and my planned Robbie/Steph. I promise I'll continue working on my Stephie/Beauty and the Beast Crossover as well. Thank you reviewers.

Sorry everyone, but this is the last chapter. I know the other two in the series were longer, but I can't write anymore of this. I have so much planned and this isn't going anywhere anymore. Anyways, love you all and thanks for the support. Keep your eyes peeled for another fic soon. A better one at that.

Ten

Robbie paced back and forth practicing a speech. As the announced best man for the wedding, he was expected to show ultimate support. This included making a speech at the after-wedding reception. He should have made the speech weeks ago. The wedding was going to take place in less than five hours.

"-so I thank you. No - That's not a very good ending." He talked to himself, "I should end with a song. Meh. Nevermind."

He lazily plopped in an orange, fuzzy chair and sighed. With over a month past since Stephanie's miscarriage, things were back to normal. However, the thoughts of a baby lingered in his mind. Questions formed in his mind at random. What would it feel like to be a father? Would Sportacus have let me see my own child?

But now the problems were not an issue. Sportacus was to marry Stephanie, no question. They would live happily ever after with no more trauma. At least, that's what Robbie hoped. He knew Steph was head-over-heels in love with Sportacus. There was no chance for him to even try and change her heart's decision. Besides that, he wanted to see her happy. Ecstatic.

"Stupid tuxedo." Robbie struggled to pull a pant leg on. He wasn't used to such formal attire and therefore failed to put it on correctly.

0o0o0o0o

"Pinky, your veil is on the dresser." Trixie, the Maid of Honor, told her best frind where to find the remains of her outfit.

Stephanie ran back into her room from the upstairs bathroom and picked her white lace veil up. She attached it to her headband and draped it over her face. Peering into the mirror, Steph was satisfied with the outcome. She quickly pushed it over the other side of her head so she could continue to prepare.

Bessie considered it helpful to pick on the tiny flaws in Steph's wedding gown. Too much lace, or loose thread on the bottom. Right now Steph wouldn't care less if the whole dress was covered in tobasco sauce . . . She needed to find her shoes.

"I put them in my room!" Yelled Steph in a panic.

Trixie smiled, "I know where they are. Downstairs closet by the living room. I'll get them for you." With that said, she darted downstairs.

Now that she knew where her shoes were, Steph could relax a little bit. Bessie, however, persisted on cutting each loose thread from the dress. This agitated Steph, but she kept quiet.

"Here ya go, Pinky." Trixie entered the bedroom holding white high-heeled shoes. She lay them flat on the floor and raised an eyebrow to Bessie. "What are you doing? By the time you finish cutting, there won't be any dress left!"

"Won't that be a good thing for Sportacus?" Bessie retorted, cutting the last string. "There."

Steph glanced awkwardly at Bessie for her rude comment. Trixie pretended she hadn't heard it. Standing up with a handful of white thread, Bessie headed towards the door. She left the bedroom at once. Alas, Stephanie had some time to relax. She followed suit, walking downstairs, to sit in the living room.

0o0o0o0o

Pixel held two golden rings. He turned to Sportacus and said, "I'm putting these in my pocket. Don't forget they're there. I know I won't forget, but just in case we all have a moment of poor memory. And Sportacus, the tickets to Paris are on the kitchen table downstairs."

Sportacus had planned the honeymoon before anything else. He was going to take Stephanie to Paris, the City of Love.

"Pixel, you should hold onto those tickets as well." Ziggy voiced and honest opinion. He added, "After all, this is my house and who knows if you'll ever find them again under my candy mess."

"I put them on the edge of the table, away from your candy. Besides, you shouldn't have all that candy out. It's Sportacus and Stephanie's wedding day. No time for sweets." Pixel helped Sportacus with his tie.

"Guys, let's not forget to shine our shoes before we head out. I want to look good for my bride-to-be." Sportacus grinned from ear to ear, knowing the day would be perfect.

"I called the limosine company," Milford entered the room with a joyous voice, "They are still going to pick the both of you up after the wedding ceremony."

"Thank you, Mayor." Glancing in a mirror, Sportacus knew he looked handsome enough to marry.

0o0o0o0o

A church of brick stood just at the edge of town. It's sparkling windows and polished doors were very welcoming. Sportacus and the guys were the first to arrive, Robbie right behind them.

"You look great, Robbie!" Sportacus commented, "No more tight suit and villanous appearance."

Robbie forced a smile and said, "You look great too! No more smurf look-alike and elfish appearance."

They glanced at each other momentarily and walked their separate ways.

Stephanie arrived at the church with Bessie and Trixie. All three of them sneaked into the backway of the church. None of them wanted Sportacus to see Stephanie before the actual wedding, for that was bad luck.

Only an hour left before the wedding. Family and friends entered the church one by one, two by two, and in large groups. Even Carolena from Italy flew to Lazytown for the wedding. She had kept in touch with Steph by writing to her here and there. She even knew about Robbie's trip to jail and Steph's miscarriage.

The church was filling up rather quickly with talking, laughter, and tears. A sense of accomplishment was in the air. Stephanie peeked from behind a door. She loved the feeling of close friends and family coming to support her.

Aside from the wedding, Stephanie thought about a lot. The past crossed her mind and filled her heart with gratitude and comfort. Despite struggling through challenges in life, Steph still ended up where she always dreamed to. In the loving arms of a protective man, the world suddenly seemed brighter and clearer. Love was a powerful thing, and it strengthened Stephanie emotionally and spiritually. She knew for sure that anything could happen.

"Well, this is it," Robbie stood by Sportacus at the altar. A priest stood behind them.

Sportacus nodded and said, "Yes, this is the day." He glanced at Robbie and asked, "You aren't bothered by this, right? That I am marrying Stephanie? After all, I know you had loved her previously."

Isn't it too late to ask, Sportakook? "No, I'm fine."

"Good."

An orchestra began to play a very serene symphony. Out came a small child, Sportacus' young cousin, who tossed white and red flower petals into the air. The petals floated to the floor softly. Trixie came into view with a light pink gown on. She was so glad to be the maid of honor.

"Wow." Mumbled Robbie. His eyes focused on an angel in a white wedding dress entering the room with a calm pace.

Stephanie glowed and glided closer to the altar. Sportacus definitely watched her eagerly. Robbie was too shocked by her beauty. Neither one of the men could tear their eyes away. But Stephanie continued towards them with no hesitation. In her mind, it was now or never. To marry would be an awfully big adventure.

And it began.

"Dearly beloved, we gather here today . . ."

0o0o0o0o

Dancing was a natural sport for Stephanie, even in a wedding gown. Hours of fun cake eating, dancing, and celebrating had gone by. She was now united with the love of her life.

"I know it's time, Milford, you don't have to remind me." Robbie grunted and shoved another bite of cake in his mouth. It was time for his small, but anticipated speech.

Everyone sat down and stared at Robbie as he stood up and cleared his throat. He clanked on a glass with a fork and it shattered into pieces.

"Oops, I guess I took that too far." Robbie put the broken glass on the table and took a deep breath. He began his speech while looking at Sportacus and Stephanie. "Boy oh boy, if you two hadn't gotten married, I would've lost a lot of money on my bet. Milford, you gambling man!" The room erupted in laughter, but settled to hear more.

"Get on with it!" Trixie taunted.

"Alright, you better listen, as this is the only time you'll ever hear me this serious." Adjusting his tie, Robbie took a moment to gather his thoughts. "Stephanie and Sportacus have been through a world of trouble because of me. They know just how sorry I am. So I want them both to realize that I am no longer evil, and I hope you two can see this. I also want to say that even though ages go by with sin and innocence, growth and propsperity, I believe you two will always find a way to continue evolving in your marriage. I wish the best of luck to both of you."

A clapping began and went on for a few minutes. The speech was short, but sweet. Stephanie leaned over and kissed Sportacus on the lips.

Robbie sat down. He looked at Steph, who was staring at him.

"Thank you, Robbie." She said.

Her smile was genuine, eyes filled with a wine-induced glimmer. Even if happily ever after didn't exist, this euphoric feeling was close to it. Life from then on, for all Lazytowners, would be well worth it.

-fin-