A couple of weeks had passed and the 'pop wedding of the century' was about to begin. Lead singer Jeremy Johnson, of the pop-rock group Jeremy and the Incidentals, and solo recording artist Candice were tying the knot in their hometown of Danville. It was a private ceremony held in a place where everything seems to happen in Danville, The Flynn-Fletcher house. It was the morning of and everyone was scrambling trying to get everything ready so it would be perfect.

Candice was having her makeup applied by her Maid of Honor and best friend, Stacy Hirano.

"I can't believe that it's happening, Stace. I mean, I remember always knowing it would happen, but I...in a few hours, I'll be a married woman!" she shrieked.

"Yes, all those years of paranoia and questionable behavior have finally paid off," she joked. Her face softened as she put the finishing touches on her work. "I'm so happy for you guys. You both really deserve this." she softly said, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder.

"Thanks, Stacy. I probably—WE probably wouldn't be here without you. You've kept me sane, well as well as you could anyway. You were there for me when we had our fights and you listened to me go on and on about him when we were all lovey-dovey."

"You say were like that's going to change any time soon. You're stuck with me, girlie, and don't you forget it!"

They hugged and both tried to keep from crying and ruining their makeup. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Linda Flynn-Fletcher and Jeremy's mother, Darlene Johnson walked in. They were both wearing simple, elegant gowns that matched the bridal theme of light pink. Linda walked over and once Stacy stepped aside, began hugging her only daughter.

"Oh sweetie, I've dreamed of this day since you were a little girl. Now it's here and..." she faltered as she began to tear up. "You've made me so proud, young lady. You've accomplished so much in your life already and you've chosen a really great guy to help you accomplish more. Just know that no matter what happens, no matter how old you get, Mommy's always right here, ok?"

Candace just nodded and deepened the embrace with her mother. They seperated and Darlene stepped forward.

"Candace, I'm so glad to finally and officially welcome you to the family. You're good for my son and he's good for you. Remember these happy times when things get rough, alright. You two love each other, take care of each other, and sometime soon...but not too soon, give us some grandkids!" She chuckled and hugged her future daughter-in-law.

"Yes, ma'am." She giggled. There was another knock on the door and once given permission to enter, Ferb walked in holding a large white box.

"I've got your dress, Candace." he dutifully stated, placing the box down. He was very dapper in his white tuxedo. He signature green hair was slicked back, showing off his crystalline blue eyes.

Candace rushed over and took the box from her brother. She then placed a kiss on his forehead and he was dismissed. "Well, time to get this thing on." she squealed, opening the box.

Jeremy and his groomsmen were all gathered in the living room of his parent's house just down the street. Everyone had gotten dressed and were awaiting the time to head over. They were all clad in white tuxedos with violet cumberbunds and bow ties. Jeremy was standing against a wall near the kitchen and he looked out over his groomsmen.

His dad and Lawrence were exchanging stories that seemed to be pretty hilarious judging by their laughter. Ferb had just gotten back from delivering the dress and was plopped on the couch next to his brother and Zeke, his best man and began having a conversation.

Buford and Baljeet were sitting at the dining room table and Buford was telling Baljeet all about his escapades at school and how he couldn't wait to be out of there and join him at the University. Baljeet just sat and listened to his boyfriend's stories, he giggled and scolded where appropriate and the two seemed to be in their own little world. Jeremy wondered if that's how he and Candace looked when they started out, because that's how he felt.

His mind then wandered off into his situation. Here he was a famous singer in one of the most popular bands of the moment, he was getting married to a girl he really loved, and with that marriage came more family than he'd ever expected. He suddenly felt like he didn't deserve everything he'd been given. His life has been pretty amazing so far. Of course, there were some rough times, but he got through them and with his wife and family by his side, he was pretty sure he always would. He then looked down at his watch.

"Guys, time to head on over." he announced. Everyone perked up and began to move towards the front door.

The guests had arrived and were making small talk in their seats. Vanessa and Monty were there and so were all of the girls from Isabella's (and briefly Candace's) old Fireside Girls troop. Mrs. Van Stomm was there as well as Mr. and Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro. Linda and Lawrence's parent's both made the trip to be their for their granddaughter's wedding.

Soon the music began and the conversations began to die down. First down the aisle was the Justice of the Peace, who made his way to the podium. Next was Phineas and Isabella, who was looking way too thrilled to be walking down the aisle with Phineas. Next, was Ferb and Candace's other best friend, Jenny. Finally was Buford and Baljeet. Baljeet looked like he was making very sure not to trip, while Buford looked like today was the best day of his life. Once the bridal party was all assembled, Jeremy and his parents walked in. He made it to his place, took a deep breath and turned around. The music changed and the door opened.

Candace walked out in a beautiful white gown that cascaded from her hips and trailed the ground. She was arm and arm with her stepfather and they steadily made their way down the aisle. Jeremy had never seen anything so beautiful in his whole life, and the look on his face said exactly that.

The young couple exchanged vows, rings, and kisses and became man in wife before the people they cared the most about. Once the ceremony was completed, Mr. and Mrs. Jeremy Johnson ran off to the limo that was taking them to the restaurant where the reception was being held.

"That was such a beautiful ceremony!" Baljeet exclaimed while in Mrs. Van Stomm's car. He, Buford and his mother were on the way to the reception.

"It was all right," Buford shrugged. "I mean, you've been to one wedding, you've been to 'em all."

"Oh, don't be such a downer, Buford." his mother chastised. "It's a happy day, you should be happy for your friends."

"I am happy for 'em, Ma. I'm just not all gushy about the wedding. It's not that big of a deal."

"You won't feel that way at your wedding." she said with a teasing smirk.

"And who said I'm getting married?" he blurted out.

"You..you do not want to be married?" Baljeet softly asked.

"What?! No..no..that's not what I meant. Ugh, let me rephrase that. I want to get married, I do. I just don't want a lot of people to make a big fuss about it. Don't get me wrong, walking down the aisle with you was one of the best feelings I've had for a while, but...I don't need all that fluff to get married. Besides, we're still teenagers! Why think about that stuff now, y'know?"

"I suppose you're right," Baljeet gloomily responded, then turned to look dejectedly out of the window. His head was suddenly whipped around by a large hand.

"Stop it." Buford commanded.

"W-what?"

"I know what's going on in that head of yours, 'Jeet. I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, period. There's just no need to make it legal right now. I figure we both get through school, get ourselves good careers and then go for it...maybe adopt a couple of kids. The point is, we don't need to be married right now. I really should have phrased it better. I'm not letting you go. You'll always be my nerd," he then kissed him and ruffled his hair.

Baljeet readjusted his bifocals and a soft smile crept upon his face. He didn't know how Buford always did that. It seemed like Buford could always read his thoughts and was the first one to chase the bad thoughts away. He knew he was right, marriage isn't even necessary right now. They've got each other, that's all they need. He softly sighed and leaned against his boyfriend, who in turn, put an arm around him.

Biffany watched them through the rear view mirror. She decided it was best if she didn't say anything, but she was glad her son had such a good head on his shoulders. However, she couldn't wait until the day she could also call Baljeet her son.