(Warning, this gets suggestive)

{ Bonnie }

Her long white dress flowed behind her as she walked down the isle, holding the bouquet. Here comes the bride was being played on the piano, and Foxy stood at the podium, wearing a crisp black suit. He was clean shaven and his hair was pulled back into that same ponytail that Bonnie found absolutely adorable. A large smile was present on his face, and Bonnie knew she had one to match on her own.

The flower girl, one of Bonnie's little cousins, threw rose petals onto the carpet as Bonnie walked. Eventually she made it to the podium and stood facing Foxy.

Freddy was the best man. He stood behind Foxy. Chica was one of two bridesmaids. The other was Bonnie's older cousin. She had black hair and her name was Bunny, though her friends and family always called her Shadow. Gold sat in the rows in front of Foxy's family, smiling.

Bonnie looked over her shoulder at Chica, who winked, a silent support message. Bonnie gave her a small smile in return, then looked back at Foxy. His amber eyes twinkled and his smile was ever-present. Bonnie felt guilt crash down on her like a huge weight. She had been so mean to him over the past month, but he had always meant the best. An apology would be the first thing she would give him when they were married.

"Hey," Foxy greeted her in a whisper as she stood in front of him.

Bonnie bit her lip and looked down, smiling. "Hi," she whispered back.

"You look gorgeous," he told her with a wink.

Smile spreading wider, Bonnie replied. "And you look rather dashing yourself."

Foxy let out a small chuckle. Their attention then went to the pastor conducting the wedding, who had cleared his throat and started the introduction.

Bonnie zoned out as he went on. She wasn't trying to space out during her own wedding, but so many emotions and questions were buzzing around in her mind.

Oh, I'm so excited.

This is the best day of my life.

I hope this all works out.

I hope we don't get in too many fights.

I'm so glad I'm not on my period right now.

I feel bad for women that have their periods on their wedding day. Yikes.

Are we still all going to stay in one house?

Is he going to get a job now?

...Are we going to have kids?

Finally, it was time for the vows. The pastor met each of their eyes and smiled. He had smile lines by his eyes, which were a sparkling hazel.

"Finn and Bonnie, I remind you that marriage is a precious gift, a lifelong commitment, and a challenge to love one another more completely each and every day. Please join hands and look into each other's eyes."

They joined hands, and Bonnie focused on his glinting amber orbs. She could see all of the love inside of them. It was as endless as the sea.

"Finn, with this understanding, do you take Bonnie to be your wedded wife to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and to be faithful only to her, so long as you both shall live?"

Foxy spoke, his voice strong and full of confidence as his eyes remained locked with Bonnie's. "I do."

"Bonnie, with this understanding, do you take Finn to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and to be faithful only to him, so long as you both shall live?"

Bonnie's voice was soft, but crystal clear as it echoed out to the ears of the people watching. "I do."

"Finn and Bonnie, you have consented together in holy matrimony before God, have pledged your vows to each other, and have exchanged rings as tokens of your love and commitment to each other. In accordance with the laws of the state of South Carolina, with the authority of God's Word, and with great joy, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows with a kiss."

Foxy and Bonnie leaned in at the same time, their lips meeting as the crowd clapped. Bonnie closed her eyes and felt her newlywed husband's lips against her own. His strong hands holding hers. Finally they broke apart, smiling wide.

The women gathered in a cluster and Bonnie turned and picked up her bouquet, giving her back to the crowd and throwing it.

When she faced back towards the crowd, she saw Chica holding the flowers. She and Freddy were staring at each other, their eyes full of adoration.

After cake, the wedding was finally over. Foxy pulled Bonnie back inside, for they had set up the wedding in the backyard. Foxy picked her up and spun her around when they got inside. He set her down, both of them laughing, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

"I love you," he whispered in her ear.

"I know," she giggled. "I love you too."

Later that night, Freddy and Chica had gone out to dinner. Freddy had left with a wink and the statement that they would be back late. Gold had gone out to meet some girls. Knowing him, he would be back pretty late as well.

The newlywed couple sat on the couch, eating popcorn and watching 50 First Dates.

"If I got memory loss like that, would you try to impress me over again every day?" Bonnie asked Foxy.

He chuckled and kissed her head, rubbing her back. "Of course. I would do anything for ye, lassie."

As he was stroking her back, a small click was heard and Bonnie felt some pressure release from her back.

"What was that?" Foxy asked, looking down at Bonnie.

Her cheeks heat up quickly. "My bra strap."

They just sat there for a moment, staring at each other as the movie ended and the credits rolled. Finally Foxy broke the silence, his face resembling a fresh summer tomato.

"Do you want to...?"

Bonnie smiled, her face radiating heat like a red sun. "You'll be my first."

"You saved yourself?"

"I wanted to wait until I found the perfect guy. And I know I did. So, yes."

Again, they were still for a few moments. Then, both at once, they got up and made their way to the bedroom, both cherry red in the face.