(AN: Thanks to Janagirl who is betaing and co authoring this with me.)

Justice League Bride Wars: Attack of the Bridezillas

Chapter 1

(Wayne Manor - Library)

Diana smiled as she walked through the room and looked at every book on marriage available. The idea of marrying Bruce had always, always made her smile, and while she wanted to have a small wedding - just for them and their families - she knew that there had to be a larger, bigger and more extravagant wedding held for the public eye. After all, Bruce Wayne had been an eligible bachelor for quite a while now.

She had learned - from both Bruce and Lois - that a small wedding is nice, but the press and the public expected a huge wedding for the 'Prince of Gotham'. With that knowledge Diana decided to undertake the planning of the wedding. Of course that was before she really understood how much went into planning it.

Diana placed down one of the books which had belonged to Bruce's mother and rubbed her head. She was happy, really. But she was also stressed, frazzled, and beginning to wonder just how deeply she was in over her head.

Diana was a warrior thick and through. She knew how to apprehend men, fight, and wield weapons with ease. She had defeated Gods, armies, and creatures straight out of a nightmare, but when it came to seeing the difference between Eggshell and Beige she was beaten.

The Gods had a funny sense of irony.

Bruce had had experience with weddings, surprisingly. Apparently he'd almost been married twice (once to a plant, thanks to Poison Ivy, and the other Andrea Beaumont left him to become an assassin) so he wasn't completely clueless. However, when he offered to help she shooed him off claiming she wanted to make it perfect by herself.

And now she was suffering the consequences.

After days of feeling lost she finally decided to bite the bullet and call Lois who had planned her and Clark's wedding. The reporter seemed to have a good idea of what she was doing.

Wonder Woman would have contacted her mother, but Hippolyta was barely accepting of the idea of her daughter marrying a man. It had been Tartarus, and Diana had a feeling that her mother was going to attempt to scare Bruce off.

She didn't worry too much seeing as how Bruce faced things far scarier than her mother, but the idea of the Queen of the Amazons threatening Bruce while sharpening her sword made her smile. With that oddly cheerful thought in mind, Diana reached over and lifted the receiver to the telephone in the room and dialed her friend's number. Six rings later a firm, but inviting voice answered.

"Lois Kent here, how can I help you?"

"Lois, it is Diana."

"Di! It's great to hear from you, what's going on?" Lois asked, her smile being felt from the other side of the line.

Diana took a moment to think about how she was going to say she needed help. After all, Lois had asked before if she did, but at the time she was so convinced that planning a wedding would be simple and denied that she – princess of the Amazons – needed help in planning a wedding.

Except she had been wrong, and desperately so.

"Lois, my friend, I need help. I have no idea of where to begin with this wedding. I've looked at every book Bruce has over the subject and it's…well, it's confusing," Diana admitted.

"Is this really Diana?" Lois snorted, "I don't think I've ever heard you ask for help for anything. Besides, didn't you turn down my offer not too long ago?"

"I'm sorry I denied your help before, but if you are willing… I truly need it now." Diana confessed.

Something happened over the line that Diana rarely heard. There was a giggle. She heard Lois Kent, the most hardnosed reporter in all of Metropolis – and perhaps the world – giggle like a little girl. "Lois…are you alright?"

Lois sucked in a deep breath, "Fine. I would be happy to help you plan it, Diana. I'm going to assume that Bruce is floating the bill so the bigger the better, right?"

"Yes, Bruce said that he wanted this to be for the media and to incorporate his image of extravagance into it."

"How soon can you be in Metropolis?"

"Less than an hour."

"Then get here and meet me at Clark's and I's apartment. Diana, we're going to go shopping for a wedding." And with that, Lois promptly hung up the phone.

Diana lowered the receiver unsure of what she had unleashed onto the unsuspecting shops of Metropolis.

(Lois and Clark's Apartment forty five minutes later)

Lois smiled as she stepped out and walked with Diana toward the elevator. The two of them strolled toward Lois' '09 Chevy Malibu and climbed into it idly chatting about nothing in particular. Diana watched as Lois drove toward a part of Metropolis she had seen once and tried to window shop at.

"What is this?"

"Ninth Street." Lois replied as they entered. "More or less the greatest street in America for shopping."

Before Diana could reply a plump old man dropped his magazine and stared at Lois. "Mrs. Kent, it is a pleasure to see you!"

"Rauil, this is Diana Prince." Lois smiled as she introduced Diana to her friend.

"The future Mrs. Wayne is my shop? I have died and gone to heaven! I never thought that I would get the chance to fit you for a dress! Come, come my dear and let us find you something." Rauil smiled, gushing at her.

Diana followed the man and looked at the various gowns before her. They were each beautiful, but she didn't see the ideal one. The smaller wedding she planned on wearing a traditional chiton to, but this needed to be something a little more elegant. After a moment she looked at Rauil and cleared her throat.

"Yes?"

"Do you have something close to a chiton?"

"You know… now that you mentioned it I did work up a gown for a couple who wanted their wedding to look and feel like something from Ancient Greek. I believe I still have the designs." Rauil replied as he walked away for a moment.

"A chiton?" Lois asked with a raise of her eyebrow.

"I want something traditional." The Amazon shrugged.

Before Lois could respond Rauil returned with a beautiful dress. It looked like a chiton, but it almost seemed to be made of silk and diamonds had been sewn into it. He brought it over to Diana who examined it.

"I believe it would look stunning on you, but I'm afraid that I would need to let the top out quite a bit on your dress. The first person I created a dress like this for wasn't so…blessed."

"Diana, are you sure?" Lois asked, "There are so many others who would look phenomenal on you."

Diana nodded, "It's what I want."

"I shall begin on the dress right away." Rauil promised them.

"Rauil, how much is that going to cost?" Lois inquired thinking of the diamonds and how pricey it would be.

"Well, the dress will cost around eight hundred thousand to make. I don't skimp at all, Mrs. Kent. That's something that you know personally."

Lois' eyes bulged out of her head and she glanced at Diana to see if she'd done the same. "You up for that?"

"Of course. Money is simply paper, Lois. This is my wedding we're talking about."

"You heard the lady." Lois told Rauil.

Deciding that Bruce had more than enough Lois walked over and began helping Diana find the perfect dresses for her bridesmaids – which included Lois herself – and after a few minutes of looking Diana decided on a similar dress for the bridesmaids, with the exception of the diamonds. She instead wanted sapphires sewn into the gowns. Lois looked at the chiton and realized that it was split to the shoulders. It didn't bother her, but obviously it meant there could be no underwear wore under the dress. She instantly knew how well that would go over with Clark.

Clark trusted her and knew that she would never do anything to hurt their relationship, but at the same time he didn't like for other men to stare at her. If she wore something like that it would put Clark on edge, but the plus side would be the amazing sex afterward. Anytime she was stared at for very long of a time the moment they got home Clark would take her into the bedroom and remind her why she married him. Smirking wickedly she decided this would be fantastic to wear.

After they left Rauil's shop Lois took Diana to the caterer she had used for hers and Clark's wedding. After some discussion it was decided that Baklava would be served, but then Diana looked toward Lois helplessly. "What else should we serve?"

"This is a union between you and Bruce, so what are some of the things he likes to eat?"

Diana thought for a moment and then named off several things that she knew Bruce liked to eat when Alfred prepared it. The caterer began writing feverously and finally when Diana finished she smiled and relayed the list back to them. The main course would be goose followed by fresh spinach salad, the second course would consist of Baklava and Cornish Hens, then the last meal would be chocolate mousse.

"Make quite a lot of food. The guest list will be quite extensive." Diana informed him as they left. Once gone, Lois insisted they stopped at a bakery.

"Matilda!" Lois called as the two women entered.

The elderly woman looked up from laying a fresh loaf of bread and smiled widely. "Is that Lois? Dear, how are you doing? Where is that husband of yours? I haven't seen him in weeks."

"He's on assignment, Matilda, but my friend is getting married and she needs a wedding cake." Lois explained.

The elderly woman looked at Diana and smiled. "Wonderful time isn't? Getting married is always a delight. Do you have an idea of what you would like dear?"

Diana thought for a moment and realized she had no idea of what she wanted. "Um…frosting would be good."

Matilda gave her a reassuring pat on the hand. "I can see we have a long way to go."