Well, here it is! The wedding(s)!! Oh, I'm so happy! This may be wrapping up not too long after this chapter, but I will have a sequel! And for you MoJo fans, I'll try to fit some in here. Oh! And Marky will find someone, because who doesn't feel bad that our favorite albino camera man doesn't have anyone?

Disclaimer: I own it! I wish.

Mimi was jumping up and down so much; Angel feared that the floor would break! It was 5 hours until Roger and Mimi were getting married along side of Angel and Collins.

"Oh my God," was all she could say. Angel thought about drugging her but decided not to because they wouldn't wear off in time.

"Mimi, calm down. How much coffee have you had today?" the drag queen asked putting her hands on her tiny friend's shoulders in a poor attempt to calm her.

"Just a few cups," she said.

"Mimi! Coffee is not good for the baby!" Angel almost yelled. "Do you want your child to be bouncing off the walls?"

Mimi stopped bouncing. She got a very serious look on her face. Then he head snapped up.

"Can I do your makeup?" She was giggling like a four year old.

"Of course, chica! As long as I can do yours!" she replied and they bounced off to the bathroom.

(Collins/Roger/Mark)

"Zoom in on Roger, who, for the first time in the twenty years I have known him, is wearing a suit," Mark narrated.

Roger just scowled and flipped him off.

"Whoa, man. What if I decide to show this to your kids?" Mark teased, laughing. "Collins are you almost ready? You take more time than Maureen!"

Collins had shut himself in the bathroom at eight and it was ten, now. There wasn't a usual witty remark from the teacher.

Roger walked over to the door and knocked.

(Mimi/Angel/Maureen/Joann)

After a few minutes in the bathroom, Mimi and Angel heard Maureen and Joann walk in.

"HEY, BITCHES! WE'RE HERE!" Maureen shouted. They heard Joann scold her playfully.



"We're in the bathroom!" Mimi called out to them. Angel was sitting on the edge of the bathtub while Mimi was carefully outlining her eyes. Maureen burst through the door, making the liquid liner pen jab Angel's eye.

"Ow! Fuck! Maureen, what the hell!?" Angel screamed, holding her left eye.

"Mo, you made me hurt Angel!" Mimi turned to her hurting friend. "Chica, I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, and it wasn't your fault." She glared at Maureen. Or tried to anyway, it's really hard without both eyes. Joann appeared behind her.

"Sorry, Angie. Pookie can I do your makeup?" she turned to Joann.

"No honey. I'll do yours, though!"

(Roger/Collins/Mark)

"Collins?" Roger asked panicked. He tried to turn the doorknob. It was locked. Roger had some bad experiences with locked bathroom doors. (coughAPRILcough)

"Collins, man? Are you okay? Collins open the door! Open the fucking door!" Roger pounded on the door and it opened.

The window was open and Collins was nowhere to be found. (A/N: Dun dun duuuuun! No I'm totally kidding! He's fine! Trust me, I'm the author!)

(Maureen/Mimi/Angel/Joann)

"Angel! I have to get ready, too!" Mimi was pounding on the bathroom door. Little did she know what was happening behind that door.

Ooh! What's happening? Only I know! Mwah ha ha ha ha! Okay you'll know fairly soon. Oh, shit. The wedding will be in the next chapter I swear to Jonathan!