A/N: Heya! I'm finally back! So my computer is finally fixed! For sure this time! *Dances around wildly while chanting, "No more crappy computer! No more crappy computer!" to the beat of "cha, cha, cha."* The guy at the computer place uninstalled like everything, including windows, and then re-installed the important stuff so the virus is gone forever!
Now onto something you guys actually care about! To answer a question I received by an anonymous reviewer, the chapters are now one-shots with maybe the occasional two-shot. I'm going to go back and rewrite some of the other chapters too. Some are horribly OOC, or, in chapter six's case, just plain awful, unoriginal, and should never ever have been written. EVER. I apologize for that chapter, I really do. You can decide how old they are in each chappie unless I say otherwise in the author's note.
I'm going to rewrite Mirror, Mirror (starting at ch. 5) and The End of the World Challenge, too. They'll be basically the same, but with better writing and, in Mirror, Mirror's case, not totally stupid. This story will probably be receiving a lot of updates during that time! Yay! (Here's the part here you cheer and clap madly ^^)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Sisters Grimm.
*NoTe* This chapter is inspired by the song "Cinderella" by Steven Curtis Chapman. I highly recommend you either listen to it at least once, or, better yet, have it playing in the background while you read. It's a sweet song!
13. Dance
Henry sighed and watched as his daughter walked down the aisle. He was crying, but he smiled anyway. His little princess was all grown up. What hurt the most was that he'd missed two years of her life. She walked past the front row of seats – his row – and took her place next to her very-soon-to-be husband.
He spent the entire wedding staring at his little girl and reminiscing. Not a word of the ceremony registered with him. Even so, it really did end too soon.
It wasn't too long after that that the newly-weds shared their first dance. Henry – now clear-eyed and wearing a happy face for his daughter – walked over to Daphne and led her onto the dance floor for their father-daughter dance. He could see Wendel Hamelin watching the dance happily. Next to Wendel he spotted Sabrina and Puck holding hands and obviously reminiscing about their own wedding. Veronica was standing with Relda; both were crying. He saw Jake standing off to the side and clutching a red rose, obviously dreaming of what could have been. Mr. Canis, with a typical stony gaze, was standing next to Red, who looked wonderful in her crimson and white Maid of Honor dress. Even Elvis was there in a white, doggy tuxedo sniffing at the catering table (he was actually getting within a worrying distance of the sausage, but no one took any notice).
But while Henry saw all this, he barely registered it. He had eyes only for his dancing partner. The dance only lasted for a few minutes, but it seemed a lifetime for him. Daphne's lifetime. He had remembered just about every happy moment they had ever shared: dancing around to forgotten songs when she was a toddler, her feet on top of his; family game nights when Daphne had proudly proclaimed, "I want to be on Daddy's team! He's the best!"; special days out where Henry would take her anywhere she wanted to go, do whatever she wanted to do, and she would always say that it had been the best day of her life; helping her train for her cheerleading tryouts; Daphne coming home and proudly announcing she made the squad; her hugging him and saying she would never have made head cheerleader if it weren't for him; teaching her to dance for the prom; and so, so many others.
As Henry watched her walk back to Wendel at the end of the song, Veronica took his hand. They danced together for a bit, but for the most part they just stood together and watched their daughters dance with their husbands. Finally, the couples slowly departed and when everyone had left, a beautiful chiming echoed throughout the ballroom of Charming's house. Veronica and Henry were left alone, standing in the center of the room right under the glittering, teardrop chandelier. The clock had struck midnight and his little princess had left the ball.
A/N: Well I'm pretty happy with how that turned out! Didn't expect it to be Daphne's wedding, did you? ^^ And to clear up everything, yes, she did marry Wendel. I've always thought she seemed to like him a little more than was normal in the 2nd book. Yeah, I know, it's weird. But oh well. So please review and I'll get the next chapter out faster!