A/N: This idea was requested by HiThereSmiley. I am going to have fun with this one...

I sighed looked over at Gabe. The only change he made to his appeance was that he was wearing a clean shirt. Other than that, he looked as foul as always.

To go through with this marriage, I had to force myself to think of Percy. As his name slid through my mind, I twisted automatically to see my 4 (and a half as he proudly reminded everyone) year old son sitting in the front pew, hands folded in his lap, a solemn expression on his face.

Percy had somehow gotten the notion into his mind that my marrying Gabe meant the end of the world. I had tried to explain to Percy that life would still go on as usual, except that we would be living with Gabe and following Gabe's rules, but Percy and Gabe have been rivals from the start, so that didn't do anything.

"Dearly beloved," the priest began. I didn't know why he had to be so formal; I was wearing a semi-formal dress, Gabe in a clean shirt and ragged sweat pants, and the only guest, Percy, was wearing his favorite t-shirt; a smiling dolphin.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate a union between two souls. All those opposed speak now or forever hold your peace."

I froze when a tiny voice piped up from the front pew. "What does that mean?"

The priest smilied kindly; he was a nice man, and adored Percy. "What it means, child, is that if someone doesn't want your mom to marry this nice man, they should say something now, or never say something."

"Oh," Percy said, and I breathed a sigh of relief: no tantrum.

"Let's see... ah yes. All those opposed, speak now or forever hold you peace."

A beat of silence, then;

"MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY, DON'T MARRY SMELLY GABE! PLEASE DON'T!" Percy jumped up from his seat and ran towards me. He kicked Gabe in the back of the shins, grabbed my arm and pulled me backwards. "LET'S GO MOMMY! WHILE WE STILL CAN!"

I sighed and pried Percy's fingers from my wrist. "Percy, Mommy wants to marry Gabe." It might help keep you safe I added silently in my head.

Percy pouted for a moment, then the fight went out of him. He hung his head and slowly trudged back to his seat.

I returned to the front, and smiled apologetically at the priest, who looked like he was trying not to laugh.

"Please continue," I said wearily.

A/N: I don't know anything about weddings, so please excuse any mistakes ^^'

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