Disclaimer: We do not own Transformers Prime or its affiliated characters; Hasbro and the Hub do. We do however own our OCs. Blondie-moyashi owns Skye Shelsher and Dream'sRealm owns Darkstorm, Skybreak, Drift, Shiv, Jolt, Blackout, Caliber, Air Raid, Jetfire, and Speedway.
Theme Song: Are You the One? by Within Temptation
Darkstorm stood in front of the large mirror, nervously adjusting her dress. The saleswoman was right; the white silk dress with the pearls did suit her, she supposed.
There was a lull in Decepticon activity at the time and so Darkstorm and Bumblebee immediately took the opportunity to be wed, before it was too late. And not a single soul, human or Cybertronian, objected. But still, even though she was exceedingly joyful, she could not help but feel the classic 'wedding jitters'.
She was about to be bonded to one of the most wonderful mechs in the entire universe, something she had previously thought would never happen to a femme like her. He loved her, despite her often turbulent moods and difficulties. He saw her as perfect, even though Darkstorm often felt anything but.
Just to dwell on this... it made her heart flutter.
She fiddled with her hands nervously before placing the veil on her head to the best of her ability. She gave herself one last long look before turning to her charge with a crooked smile. "Well... how do I look?"
Skye adjusted the veil slightly before smiling at her guardian. "Absolutely dazzling."
"Thank you," Darkstorm conceded before chuckling softly. "I never thought I would feel this nervous…"
Skye tilted her head. "Well, you're implementing a huge change in your life, in front of everyone you know. I'd be worried if you weren't nervous."
"True… I am going to become bonded to someone for the rest of my life. That certainly is quite the change," Darkstorm smiled.
"And I can't even say how happy I am for you, Dar'sain." Skye gently hugged her friend.
Darkstorm grinned and returned the embrace. "Thank you, Skye. And it truly means a lot to me, that you are here." She sighed softly. "Now if I only can compose myself enough to make sure that I do not collapse once I leave this room."
Skye giggled. "Dar'sain, you are the definition of composed. You'll do just fine."
Darkstorm chuckled to herself. Oh, how she felt anything but… "Very well," she conceded. She paused by the doorway before taking a deep breath and opening the door.
Her brother dressed in a suit grinned once he saw her. "Took you long enough." Darkstorm shot him an exasperated look. He chuckled. "But, seriously, you look beautiful."
"You don't look so bad yourself," Darkstorm smirked as she wrapped her arm around his. They began to walk towards the center aisle.
"If she passes out, there should be a stretcher near the back," Skybreak called out to Skye jokingly, laughing when Darkstorm playfully slapped his arm.
"Careful, a few more of those smart comments and that stretcher may have your name on it." Skye laughed as she spoke.
"She does have a valid point," Darkstorm remarked, whispering.
"Please," Skybreak scoffed. "As if you would ever harm me-" He grinned. "-the brother you love and adore so much."
Darkstorm chuckled and rolled her eyes. Her nervous demeanor returned however as she found that they had reached the aisle. Her heart pounded so loud that she could swear that she heard it and she grasped her brother's arm tighter. Her brother immediately noticed this and smiled down at her, reassuringly placing one of his hands over her own.
"If it's any consolation, I'd say the scout looks even more nervous than you," he whispered. "He looks like he's about to get attacked by a horde of scraplets."
"Is that supposed to help me?" Darkstorm whispered back with a raised eyebrow as they began to walk down the aisle, Alive by Adelita's Way playing. Her and Bumblebee's song… she thought with a smile.
"It's supposed to, yeah," Skybreak smirked. "What, it didn't work?"
"We shall have a talk about our differing definitions of comfort later," Darkstorm replied.
In no time at all it seemed, Darkstorm and Skybreak reached the very front of the aisle, the crystal blue Windermere lake glistening behind the platform. Bumblebee stood there next to Raf, his best man, and smiled as he beheld her. Darkstorm smiled nervously and was about to say something before Skybreak smirked and leaned forward, whispering something in the scout's ear that made him pale even more so. Most likely threatening to offline him if he dared hurt her. Skybreak took his place next to the other mechs in attendance and Darkstorm glared at his back irritatedly before turning to Bumblebee.
She gently held his hand. "Don't pay him any mind," she whispered.
Bumblebee shakily nodded. "Y-You look beautiful, 'Storm," he stammered.
"And you look very handsome, my beloved scout," Darkstorm grinned.
Optimus smiled at the pair before beginning. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of a mech and femme who, despite the dark circumstances surrounding them, have found that love can illuminate any darkness. It is unfortunate that the concept of true love has become so misinterpreted. But in the Bible it clearly says in 1 Corinthians 13, 'Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.' And again, 'Now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.'"
He turned to Bumblebee. "Bumblebee, repeat after me: I pledge to be with you and help you through the journey of this life, in sickness or in health. I pledge myself to you and to you alone. I shall do my best to show the love that God has spoken of and have an equal companionship with you grounded in respect, courtesy, and reverence. I shall never leave you or abandon you and I shall never take advantage of you in any way. I will honor you because you are the second half of my own spark. We shall be together, one mind, one frame, one soul. This I solemnly pledge with all my spark."
Bumblebee repeated Optimus' words but decided to add one last phrase. "This I solemnly pledge with all my spark… because you make me feel alive. You're one of the best things in my life… I love you, Darkstorm, always and forever."
Darkstorm's heart fluttered and she grinned wildly with tears of joy in her eyes, feeling as if she were flying. How she could have ever felt nervous about this… She would never know. She was about to become bonded to this wonderful mech… This might just be the happiest day of her life.
Optimus turned to Darkstorm and asked her to repeat the same thing. She did so with a glad heart and too decided to add those extra words to her vows. "This I solemnly pledge with all my spark because you make me feel alive, my beloved scout. You're one of the best things in my life… I love you, Bumblebee, always and forever."
"Now, as we stand here before God, men, women, mechs, and femmes, I pronounce you both sparkmates for life. Bumblebee, you may now kiss your bride."
Bumblebee gently lifted Darkstorm's veil and his lips met hers. Darkstorm melted into his embrace as applause immediately broke out in the crowd.
Darkstorm eventually pulled away, grinning madly as her cheeks became stained red. "Well… we have done it. We're finally…"
"Sparkmates?" Bumblebee smiled. "Crazy, right?"
"Not at all," Darkstorm smiled before adding mischievously. "You do realize you are practically stuck with me now, don't you?"
"And because of that, I think I'm the luckiest mech in the universe," Bumblebee smiled softly, wiping any stray tears tenderly with his hand.
The area looked absolutely stunning. The group were huddled in their own small groups, covering the perfect green lawn with a gorgeous view of the lake. A large white event tent covered a good portion of the area, including the table that Bernie had supplied with fine dishes, no doubt remembering the last visit they'd had if the sheer amount he brought said anything.
As the sun slowly declined, there was only one thing missing. As Miko offered Skye a thumbs-up, it was clear everything was now taken care of.
"May I have everyone's attention, please." The group turned to Skye and approached. She shifted the microphone in her hands. "I would like to thank you all so much for helping us with this most special of occasions. Even just being present made this very meaningful, to me, as I'm sure, to the happy couple as well." She indicated said couple with one hand, pausing to offer a smile at Darkstorm's slightly red face. "But now, if you will allow me to take some of your time, I believe they still need to have their first dance as, as we would call on Earth, a married couple."
The group stepped back, offering the two some room as Skye looked between Miko and Moonracer, both to her right. The group smiled and nodded, showing they were good to go.
Skye took a breath before starting, remembering the nerves of performance. "Are you the one? The traveller in time who has come, to heal my wounds, to lead me to the sun, to walk this path with me until the end of time . . ." Moonracer with her violin and Miko with her electric guitar accompanied the performance.
As she continued, she found she had to close her eyes to keep them from wandering to another standing in the group as she realized the song didn't only apply to Darkstorm and Bumblebee. She felt goosebumps shoot up her arms whenever she lost concentration and started thinking about him. She herself was very lucky, but kept reminding herself that today wasn't about them, it was about her guardian and the team's scout.
Miko rather seemed to enjoy the bridge, playing the guitar solo dramatically but surprisingly close to the original, despite this song being outside her usual genre. And Moonracer closed her eyes and smiled blissfully, she too seeming to enjoy herself. She was fortunate to find an Earth instrument that was so close to the Cybertronian rxiaotiqwin. And she hadn't played one of those since… Well, since before the war.
Skye found herself playing the last chorus up a bit. "Are you the one? Who'd share his life with me, who'd dive into the sea with me, are you the one? Who's had enough of pain, and doesn't wish to feel the shame, anymore."
She was panting as she opened her eyes and Miko and Moonracer faded out. Wow, she didn't realize she got that into it. She felt her face heat up as she smiled and bowed slightly to the crowd applauding the group.
"Wow," Smokescreen grinned once he reached Skye. "You were great! Where did you learn to sing like that?"
Skye laughed. "I didn't so much learn as just did. The local pub has a few instruments set up that I've been playing with for as long as I can remember. Speaking of which," she motioned to the pub owner as he approached them.
"Good job, kid." The man wrapped Skye in a bearhug, seemingly ignoring Smokescreen for the time being.
She laughed and returned it. "Thank you." She took a step back after a moment, motioning to him. "This is Bernie, the owner of the pub I mentioned, and an old friend. Bernie, this is . . . a friend of mine from America."
Bernie stared down at Smokescreen, his face showing that he knew he was more than just "a friend" but was humoring Skye.
"Skye, I love you like a daughter. But do you take me for some kinda half-wit?" He picked Smokescreen up by the jacket before anyone could react, lifting him so his face was close to the old man's. "Skye seems to like ya, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. But if you hurt my girl, you'll be lucky if you walk away from it."
After staring at the poor guy intensely for several seconds, he dropped it and let out a laugh, slapping Smokescreen on the shoulder as he did so. "You should've seen your face, lad!" After his laughter passed he placed a firm but far less imposing hand on his shoulder. He leaned slightly toward Smokescreen. "Seriously though, she's a good kid, so you treat her well."
Smokescreen, shaken from the whole thing, nodded a bit more violently than intended. "Y-yes sir!"
Bernie considered his expression for a moment before turning to walk away, pausing as he leaned towards Skye with his back facing Smokescreen. "He's a keeper." The stocky man returned to manning the food table.
Skye turned to Smokescreen, laughing nervously. "Sorry about that."
"I swear I just saw my life flash before my eyes…" Smokescreen chuckled.
Skye giggled. "Ah, that's just Bernie. He talks rough, but you only have reason to be afraid of him if you have gills."
Smokescreen's brow furrowed in confusion. "Gills?"
"Before he came by the pub, he made his way fishing. Eh, fishing is where you . . . eh, take fish out of the water?" It was one of those things one never had to explain, so she was finding it hard to do so.
"So… kinda like hunting?"
She shrugged. "Basically. Only it's more luring than chasing because they're in the water rather than land. Unless you get into the more extreme side, where things can get pretty risky. That was more what Bernie did."
"Huh… well, thank God I'm not a fish then," Smokescreen grinned.
Skye laughed hard as she hugged him. "Indeed."
"You totally rocked up there, Miko!" Bulkhead congratulated his charge.
Miko giggled and gave him a small hug. "Thanks, Bulk'."
"Moonracer, I haven't heard you play like that since before the war," Elita One smiled. "And an honor, I must say, that you decided to bless us with that performance."
"Thanks, Elita," Moonracer blushed slightly. "But if it was for Darkstorm and Bumblebee…"
"We truly do appreciate each of your contributions," Darkstorm smiled. "It had to be one of the most beautiful songs that I have ever heard."
"W-well… thank you."
"Indeed," Dreadwing said. "You played with great skill, Moonracer."
Moonracer's blush darkened, a fact that did not go unnoticed by the others. "There was nothing to it. I've played the rxiaotiqwin and the gangwqin ever since I fully matured. A little practice and anyone could do it."
"The what and the what now?" Miko asked, confused.
Darkstorm chuckled and explained. "The rxiaotiqwin and the gangwqin are the Cybertronian equivelents of Earth's piano and violin." Darkstorm smiled. "And I strongly disagree. It takes more than practice to play those."
"Well… I'm certainly no Firestar, but thanks," Moonracer replied sheepishly.
"Speaking of fire, wasn't your friend supposed to show up?" Wheeljack asked.
Moonracer immediately looked to Elita. "She preferred not to join us for her own reasons… but I am certain she wishes you every happiness," Elita said.
Darkstorm and Bumblebee both smiled gratefully but inwardly, they both felt it best. The red femme carried much hatred in her spark… so much so that the very air around her radiated with tension. Not suitable atmosphere for a wedding.
"Do you know where Skye is?" Darkstorm asked Miko after a lull in conversation.
"With Smokescreen," Miko smirked. "Where else would she be?"
"Of course," Darkstorm chuckled.
At the end of the ceremony, Darkstorm and Bumblebee stood at the front of the crowd as they readied themselves for yet another human tradition. Darkstorm grinned and turned around, holding a bouquet of white and pale yellow orchids, her favorite Earth flowers. She threw the bouquet behind her into the crowd of femmes.
She turned around to see who had caught it and smirked once she did. "You know, tradition says that if one catches the bouquet, they will be the next to wed," she said slyly to Skye.
Red-faced and bearing a slight smile, Skye pointed to her guardian with said bouquet. "You're enjoying this a bit too much, Dar'sain." Even so, she snuck a quick glance at Smokescreen, her face only turning more red.
"Well, it is my wedding," Darkstorm grinned. "I am supposed to enjoy myself. But, as for your upcoming wedding, we do need to go shopping together soon, yes?"
The girl looked again at Darkstorm, wide-eyed. Smokescreen too began to turn red. "D-Darkstorm!" She ran a hand over her eyes. "I think you're getting all too attached to a hypothetical situation."
"Hypothetical? I most certainly think it will happen. Isn't that right?" Darkstorm grinned and asked the group of femmes.
"Oh, totally. I bet two months tops," Miko smirked.
"One and a half," Moonracer countered.
Arcee chose not to participate in the discussion but instead chuckled at the other's antics. "I'd wager one stellar cycle, which I believe would be one human month," Elita said mischievously. "But even then, I believe it could be sooner."
Skye looked between the ones who spoke up. "I-I don't believe this." Her voice was pitchy as she spoke. She turned to her fellow embarrass-ee. "Wh-what do you think of all this?"
"I-I… umm…. plead the fifth?" Smokescreen stammered.
"Uh, nono. You can't plead the fifth. You need to stand by me on how ridiculous this is."
To say Smokescreen was caught between a rock and a hard place would be an understatement. "R-Ridiculous… Absolutely."
Skye nodded and turned back to her guardian. "Ridiculous."
Both Darkstorm and Bumblebee burst into gales of laughter. "Whatever you wish to believe, Ski'ri," Darkstorm said.
But, alas, the tables were soon turned. "Aren't you and 'Bee supposed to… I don't know… go on your honeymoon now?" Miko crossed her arms and smirked.
They simultaneously turned a vibrant shade of crimson. "W-What?" Bumblebee choked.
"M-Miko!"
Skye pointed to the newlyweds and about doubled over from laughter. "Oohhhh, how do you like them apples, Dar'sain?"
Darkstorm glared. "I do not, as you say, like those apples."
"Oh, go on, darling," Elita One grinned. "You are only bonded once and it is getting late… Why don't you two head out? Orion and I can handle everything here and we shall call you back when you are needed."
Darkstorm and Bumblebee simply stood there, frozen. "Go on, you guys," Miko grinned. "Like Elita said, we've got everything covered here."
Darkstorm reluctantly began to walk towards Bumblebee's alt mode, her face still a bright crimson. She opened the door before glaring at Miko pointedly. "I'll deal with you later."
The Asian girl simply grinned wider and waved goodbye. "Have fuuuun!"
Darkstorm shook her helm before smiling and waving to the others. "Thank you all for coming! And we hope to see you soon!"
A string of goodbyes were said and, after Bumblebee embraced and said goodbye to his charge, they drove away, the radio blaring their song.
D/N: Well, there you have it! The well-anticipated wedding chapter. And what a chapter it was… Drama, romance, and gloriously gushy feels. We hope y'all loved reading this as much as we loved writing it.
To Savvy Orion: Well, duh! :D She not only has natural Seeker protective coding towards the young but she also cares deeply for Skye and has a slight grudge against KO. And Wheelie, huh? xD Throw in his twin and we have a deal. I love those guys. They make me laugh. As for the romance, yes! Me and blondie love writing it. First Smokes and now OP. But I totally agree. Elita One was in G1. Why couldn't she have been in TF:P? It doesn't make any sense, really. Well, thank you for the amazing, long review as always (I love hearing from you) and may God bless you!
Also, I just decided (since Fanfiction doesn't officially allow Q&A entries and stuff) you can always submit questions for both canon charas and our OCs via review and we'll try to answer them through an Author's Note. However, only one question per reviewer~
Thanks for all the support you guys. Love all of you! And may God bless you!
Until next time, Dream'sRealm
B/N: *du du duduuuuuu* (note to self, humming the Wedding March doesn't translate to text well) Sooooo here ya have et! The lurvely feely moment you guys have been patiently waiting for :33 and lookie, it's Bernie! Haven't seen the old sea dog since chap 4 of Chasm. Or his lovely roast xD Eeeeheheheehhhh and who doesn't love a good turning-of-the-tables? But the awesome thing about family, it's your job to tease each other, no?
Anywho, we hope this chappie lives up to your guys' feely expectations :3 as always, thank you guys so much for every review and word of encouragement you muster