A/N: I knew I couldn't leave you hanging there for very long, so I was nice enough to do some more writing. Haha, so we're finally getting some wedding details hammered out, and of course the guest list will start growing soon. I hope you enjoy what Bert has in store! Enjoy and please review.
Jane and Michael's jaws dropped, and Mr. Banks took Mary's hand.
"Congratulations," he smiled and with a knowing wink, took Winifred by the arm and left Mary with just the children. Jane and Michael were still dumbstruck.
"Shall we go to the park for a little while, and I can explain," Mary suggested with a smile, though she felt rather nervous and uncomfortable. Jane and Michael simply nodded as she took both of their hands to lead them out onto Cherry Tree Lane. After the children felt the reassuring and well-known embrace of their former nanny leading them to the park, they came out of their reverie.
"Mary Poppins, are you really getting married? You've only just left us," Jane said.
"Well, it's all happened rather quickly," Mary smiled. The trio arrived in the park and Mary chose her favorite park bench to settle down in between Jane and Michael. She then waited for the barrage of questions that would undoubtedly begin.
"So you're really getting married?" Jane asked with a grin.
"Mmm hmm."
"To who?!" Michael exclaimed.
"To Bert silly, who else?" Jane said to Michael. "Right Mary Poppins?" Jane asked to be sure, though she was almost positive.
"Quite right," Mary said with a laugh.
"Alright! I like Bert," Michael said with a smirk.
"Did he give you a ring?" Jane squealed. Mary replied by showing Jane her finger, and she oohed and ahhed at the brilliant diamond surrounded by tiny little sapphires. "Oh it's lovely."
"I agree," Mary replied with a kind smile. Suddenly Jane came up with a million questions for her.
"Do you have a dress? When did he propose? Did he kiss you? When are you getting married? Where are you going to live? What's it feel like to be engaged? Where did he-"
"Jane, please," Mary said, flustered. My she really is thirteen, she thought. Probably already dreaming of her own white wedding no doubt."We've only just been engaged. Listen, the wedding is in two weeks, and you and your whole family are invited. Bert is doing the planning so I'm afraid I don't have any more details for you. As for the rest of your questions, I'm either not sure or not going to answer them."
"Are you still going to be a nanny Mary Poppins?" Michael asked.
"Well, I'm not sure, but probably not. After Bert and I are married we'll want to spend time with each other and possibly-"
"Are you going to have a family?!" Jane asked excitedly.
"We'll see," Mary responded with a smile.
"Oh I'm so excited Mary Poppins. Aren't you excited?" Jane asked.
"Very excited," Mary replied. And scared out of my wits as well, she thought.
"Can we come visit you and Bert, once you're married?" Michael asked.
"Anytime you wish Michael."
"Where is Bert?" Jane asked.
"Making some wedding arrangements. He's very hush-hush about it, and very busy. Of course, you never know what he could be up to with my magic-"
"Oh no! Have you lost it again?" Jane asked worriedly.
"Well, sort of. Bert has...borrowed it for a little while. At least until the wedding- he's decided to plan everything himself to save me the hassle."
"How sweet of him," Jane said with a smile.
"Better hope he doesn't turn you into a cat again. That would be an interesting wedding," Michael laughed.
"There is nothing funny about that mister," Mary said with a glare.
"I was only joking with you Mary Poppins," Michael said, still chuckling.
"A common theme, I've noticed," Mary grumbled to herself.
Meanwhile, as Mary carried on with her two favorite children, Bert was getting down to business.
"Mrs. Corry, where might a man go to have an exquisite dress made?" Bert asked the fiery woman behind the counter.
"And who might we be buying this fine dress for?" Mrs. Corry inquired with a sly grin. Her two daughters closed in on her and Bert, at which Mrs. Corry shooed them away. After some whining and sighs, the two girls went into the back.
"None other than Mary Poppins," Bert smiled.
"Oh my, and what is the occasion that this dress is for?"
"Our wedding."
"Mary Poppins getting married! Well I never! Excellent job Bert and congratulations," Mrs. Corry smiled.
"Thank you mum."
"Well now, the best place to go for a fine wedding gown would be to Miss Seville's, let me get you her card," Mrs. Corry said as she went back behind the counter. "But why are you getting her gown?"
"Well, I took it upon meself to plan the whole wedding for her. She works so hard all the time, it's about time someone do something splendid for her," Bert said with a wink.
"I couldn't agree more. I always thought that woman would work until she fell over," Mrs. Corry said with a laugh.
"She probably has several time today," Bert mused.
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Corry asked as she rummaged through her box with "contacts" labeled on it. "Oh drat, where is that card?"
"She's probably done all sorts of clumsy things today because..." Bert stopped and snapped at the box. The cards split up to show Miss Seville's card.
"How did you..." Mrs. Corry asked, confused as she took out the card she had been looking for.
"Bit o' magic," Bert smiled. "It's only for a little while."
"I see," Mrs. Corry laughed. "Well then I bet she is a dreadful mess. I can't imagine Mary Poppins without it."
"It's actually very funny, though very cute."
"Well here's the card. Good luck Bert," Mrs. Corry said with a kind smile.
"Thank ya mum, and you're more than welcome to come to the wedding. Two weeks...well, 13 days. I'll drop by before then with an invite," Bert said as he headed out the door.
"Thanks dearie!" Mrs. Corry called. Bert waved and glanced at the card in his hand. With a smile, he set off for Miss Seville's Gown Shop. After several minutes, he spotted the small boutique, and heard a bell ring as he entered the store. Several gowns stood in the windows, and a very tall, thin woman with white blonde air and small spectacles stood behind a counter.
"May I help you sir?" she asked pleasantly.
"Yes, I've come to 'ave a gown made for my fiancee. It's for our wedding. Now I know that's against proper protocol, but I told her I'd 'andle everything for the wedding, and she's not...in the best condition to be worrying about a dress."
"Of course sir. That's a fantastic idea, no matter what protocol says. Now, do I know this woman?" the thin woman asked.
"Mary Poppins?" Bert asked.
"Oh my goodness! Mary Poppins is getting married? Why, I haven't made a gown for her since...oh well quite some time ago. A lovely white and red number. Oh it was simply divine. Well congratulations Mr..."
"The name's Bert mum," Bert said, touching his cap.
"You're a lucky man Bert," the woman smiled.
"Now, what did you have in mind?"
"Plenty of lace," Bert said. "And diamonds."
"I've got a marvelous idea, let me do some work and get you a sketch of the dress. Can you come by tomorrow afternoon?"
"Sounds good to me mum."
"Excellent. This is going to be the finest gown I've made yet- Mary Poppins is going to look simply divine."
"That's the idea," Bert said with a grin as he exited Miss Seville's store. "Well, that's one order of business down," he said to himself. Bert had one more very important order of business now that he had proposed to Mary. He took a slip of paper out of his pocket, looking once again at the address written on it. Bert had saved immensely for his ring for Mary, but most of his savings had been put away for one particular thing should he finally get up the courage to marry the woman he loved. He only hoped that the small, sweet and simple home was still available, and that his wife would adore it.
Home Sweet Home is on the horizon! Yay! Well as always I hoped you enjoyed it. Now, I have some catching up to do on my Little Mermaid fic aaaaaand I had this idea for another MP fic that if I don't start writing down I'm going to forget. It's kind of outside the box for me so I'm just going to post up a preview and you guys let me know if you like it or not, or give some good critiques before I decide to continue it. Thanks for your ever-loving support!
Love, Elizabeth