Author''s Notes: Just want to apologize, I didn't mean to leave this story up in the air for so long. I know life just happens sometimes, but thank you to anyone who waited patiently this long and is still reading this story. I hope you all enjoy the entiretly of the story, and if there's anyway any of you wish to help me improve the story, I welcome any suggestions or comments. Thank you.

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The ceremony was going to be awesome, Homestar couldn't help but happily notice as he stood before a magical vertical pool of water. Fairy maidens were helping him straighten his formal robe, giggling and whispering amongst themselves at the honour they were part of.

"Arrrarrrraargh!" The undignified screams of Strong Bad suddenly broke the silence of the forest. He came running up to where they had closed off the fairy prince, and broke through a veil of leaves.

Homestar turned with a start to Strong Bad, tilting his head as soon as his fiery council seemed to calm himself enough, breathing heavy. "What the..."

Strong Bad pulled himself up against a tree and finished catching his breath. "D-don't ask... Just don't."

"Uh..."

"Just know, fairies don't go there, ok." Strong Bad gave a solid glare at the tiny maidens that pointed and giggled at him. He shut his wings against his back and cleared his throat, hoping to change the subject. "So you ready for this, or not?"

"Weady, Stwongman." Homestar chirped, tugging the collar of his robe as he turned back to the mirror of water. "You?"

"As I'll ever be for a boring ceremony."

"Mawzipan?"

"She said she had to plant something in the woods, then she'll be ready..." Strong Bad half heartly answered, still unsure what was going on with the girl.

"Ok, let's find her and get his co-wination ovew with." Homestar skipped out the doorway Strong Bad made.

It wasn't hard to find Marzipan as she was walking towards them, dusting the soil from her hands. She looked up and gave a half smile their way. "I'm not late, right?"

"Nope, we just came looking for you."

"Well I'm here, and ready." Marzipan happily stated, smiling for once in the last few days. This in turn made Homestar smile as well. A little flutter of fairies floated overhead, setting a flowery crown on Marzipan's head. She beamed at this all the more.

With that the fairy prince reached out a hand for the princess. She graciously took it and followed him. Strong Bad took the rear.

They arrived to a clearing, the tree surrounding lined with ribbons of flowers and willow vines. Fairies watched from all side silent and honour-filled of the new royalty. As Homestar led Marzipan to the far end, where there was a circle of toadstools, arranged like a throne and court of seats. The general sat at the highest point with all of Homestar's cousins on either side of her. She smiled up to her dear grandchild as he and Marzipan kneeled before the tiny court.

Homeschool just sighed and looked away.

"I am weady, Gwandmothew." Homestar spoke as calmly and solemnly as he could muster, despite his excitement.

The old fairy nodded, rising from her mushroomy position. She flew up close to them, taking up her tiny sword and placing it across her palms. She bowed her head to grandchild and possible future granddaughter-in-law, nearly resting her head against the side of the silver blade. "My children, you come before not merely a fairy, nor merely a human, but as our rulers. I grant you my blessing. This blessing is a prayer for the future of our world, old and gray. You two, as king and queen, will usher our old lands into a new era."

At this Marzipan took a sharp inhale, glancing to Homestar. It seemed she and him didn't have to get married to be queen and king, under fairy rule at least. He remained with his head down, eye down, looking like he was really trying to not fall asleep and keep a serious face on at the same time.

"Take this magic sword, and these crowns of Earth and Sky, symbols of your position. Long live King Homestar Runner and Queen Marzipan." Homestar blinked, reached up and took the sword, it grew into a human sized sword in his newly formed grip. Marzipan too reached and touched the hilt, and on thier heads appeared two thinly woven crowns underneath any flowers already there. They finally stood, and as they stood the fairies all cheered.

"Long live the King and Queen." In the distant they could begin to hear the call of dragons as well, with the same cheer on thier serpentine tongues. Homestar turned to Marzipan and gave her a bright grin. She smiled back.

The general floated over to Strong Bad, instantly getting his attention. He straightened for the tiny lady fairy.

"And for you, wicked son of the Strong clan, you have my blessing as well. For, despite your reputation you relieved your title to my grandchild, and in turn saved our little world from war. You, in your own way, are a hero and we will respect you as such. But, as I've heard from Homestar, you are also his advisor and confidante. For that I present this to you."

Strong Bad accepted her present with a bow, only glancing to the object in question after he bowed. He looked a little surprised. "A scroll and feather?"

"This scroll contains all fairies within the Forest of Dreams, and the feather pen will aid you when you are at a loss of answers. Use them wisely Strong child." Then the fairy general brought herself closer, pulling at Strong Bad's ear as she hissed. "And if you abuse them, in any way, I will have your hefty head as a trophy."

"Yesm'm." Strong Bad quickly promised, giving the old fairy a toothy, nervous grin. She nodded and released him. "Go and enjoy the celebrations."

He nodded and hurried after Homestar and Marzipan, who were being led into the forest. It seemed like the trees moved as they came to another clearing. Fairies were already starting to sing, play little instruments, and dance. Their colours reflected off the canopy of leaves and branches above them, creating a sparkling light show.

Homestar looked to Strong Bad, his smile wide and eyes bright. "Come on, guy. Let's all dance!"

"Fine." Strong Bad agreed, not taking his eyes off the dancing fairies. His emerald eyes shined.

Marzipan sighed and grabbed both the wrists of her companions. Amoung the fairies they danced through the night. For once in a long time, the three could breath, and look forward to a brighter future. Sure their was going to be many hard times, after all Homsar was still out there, and Marzipan didn't know how, when, or if at all to tell the others about the life seed out there growing into a possible fairy. But for that night, at least, they breathed, danced, smiled, laughed, and enjoyed the night.