Far, far away, the queen, Philip's mother, waved a thick, cream colored piece of parchment in the king's face. "One month? Looks like someone lost! So what was the bet for again?"

The king shrugged, "Pure honor," He then smirked. "Pointless, isn't it?"

"We are going to the wedding." Sang the queen as she exited the courtroom, scaring the servants, lords, and ladies, you would think they'd be use to it by now.

-()-

Maleficent glare down at the bump of her child. Her child who made it impossible to fit into her dress! "Aurora?"

"Yes Godmother?"

"I can not...Fit."

"Oh... Um, do you want me to come in an-"

"NO!" Maleficent took a deep breath, "I am.. Indecent."

"Ah..."

-()-

Diaval stood nervously waiting for Maleficent to come out across the glen and join him in front of the crowd, yes, he'd been wrong in the assumption that many would not come, yes, Maleficent had become even crankier if that was possible. Then again, never doubt pregnancy and its effects. Diaval shivered, and then eyed the crowd again, stiffening someone say, "Looks like the bride ran."

"Where is she."

"Couldn't be married to a crow, eh?"

But then someone gasped, "Oh my."

It was Maleficent...In the pure white gown she had refused to wear, what had happened to the earthen colored one? Not that she didn't look wonderful in white. She walks slowly, the roundness that is their child shows proudly, her eyes soften at Diaval. Aurora and Philip trail behind her as she approaches. "Diaval."

"Maleficent." He chokes out.

Philip clears his throat, "Lets get started then."

Humans are silly, but they have somethings right, their vows are beautiful and true. As Diaval goes over his he lays a hand gently on Maleficent's abdomen. She smiles, well her mouth frowns, but her eyes twinkle like 'silly bird'.

She then says her vows in return, slowly and with a little smile in her words. Ending with grabbing his hand and shoving on a band of golden feather and onyx. "You're mine." She smirks.

Diaval faintly remembers something about kissing the bride afterwards as he slips her on, far more carefully then she did, she literally rammed it on, it actually may bruise. "Wouldn't have it any other way." Then he kissed her. Did he mention everyone started clapping, humans were strange.

-()-

"DIAVAL!" She screamed. Poor thing Diaval thought, its quite painful, in fact he- "I AM GOING TO CURSED IT RIGHT OFF!" Oh? No, he wasn't going to pity her anymore. That was the pity limit. He listened to her her continue to curse at him and come up with new way to get rid of it, she settled on cutting it off with iron so she couldn't heal it ever as she broke both of his hands. And his ears. "JUST HAD TO HAVE A BABY JUST HAD TO!" What was wrong with a child? Maleficent had loved raising Aurora, not that she admitted it... "AND THEN THE WEDDING-" Had she not like her ring? He had carved it of petrified wood, brown like her wings, a mass of feathers with a single stone that was the closet to her eyes he could find. Was it truly no good? He could make a new one-" boys."

Maleficent blinked, "A boy?" Magically all the pain was gone suddenly as she took it into her arms, she wasn't going to crush the baby, just Diaval.

"I like his hair."

"Of course you do." Snarked Maleficent, touching a lock of pure darkness, "He has my wings, but you feathers." She whispered softly as she traced one, and then the other.

"Yes. Lucky thing, luckier if he gets your eyes."

Maleficent shot him a glare. "No amount of flattery is going to get me to do this again however."

"What?!" Diaval squawked. "I didn't even-"

The midwife spoke up then. "Well, that's the thing," She held up another bundle. "You must have not heard me over the...Labor noises." Smart human, never even suggest Maleficent was ever in pain or a weakened state. "I did say 'They're boys', identical, actually."

Alright! We need two boy names, please suggest some names folks! Love you all dearly!