"Erik?" Christine asked, staring into the fire that Erik had lit to dry their soaked clothes.
"Yes?" Erik answered, rubbing her shoulder.
"Will you marry me?" she asked, closing her eyes and relaxing into him.
"Why?" Erik's response surprised Christine.
"Well," she started, sitting back to look at him. "When two people love each other, they get married."
"That seems pointless," he scoffed, crossing his arms.
"How so?" Christine was curious. Erik may have a point.
"If two people love each other truly, they shouldn't be forced to bend to the laws of society," he started, annoyance evident in his voice and his eyes. "A ceremony, a dress, a cake, bah! If they love each other truly, they should not be expected to go through these petty rituals in order to be accepted by society."
"Oh," she bilnked. He did have a point. "I've never thought of it that way."
Erik grunted and uncrossed his arms, covering Christine's hand.
"I do love you truly, you know," Christine poked him in his ribs.
"Then this wedding can be avoided?" Erik gently poked her back. "I have had my fair share of weddings, thank you."
"I suppose it can be," she nodded.
"Excellent," Erik smiled and leaned his head back onto the sofa.
"Can we exchange promises, then?" Christine suggested, wanting to make it official, if only between the two of them.
Erik opened one eye and looked her over,
"Will it appease you?" he asked, keeping his one open eye on her.
"Yes, it would," she smirked and kissed him on the cheek.
"Fine then," Erik adjusted himself on the sofa so he was facing Christine.
"You go first," Christine nodded at him, a light beaming in her eyes.
Erik swallowed and cleared his throat before beginning.
"Christine," he started unsurely. "I promise to always love you. I promise to never leave you. I promise to take care of you always. I promise I will do my best to be the man you deserve."
"Erik," she began. "I promise to always love you. I promise to never leave you. I promise to take care of you always. I promise I will do my best to be the woman you deserve."
"Is that not exactly what I promised you?" Erik raised an eyebrow.
"As a matter of fact," she kissed him on his cheek again. "It is. They were excellent promises."
"Thank you," Erik blinked.
"Well, we are two people who love each other truly!" Christine exclaimed happily.
"Yes indeed," Erik nodded.
Christine cuddled into him once more, content.
"Christine?" Erik tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa.
"Yes, love?" she answered.
"Are we forgetting something?" he asked, hoping she would bring it up.
"Well," she sighed. "Since we are the creators of our union, I would think we would know if we forgot something."
"Quite true..." Erik frowned. She was going to make him say it.
"What is you think we are forgetting?" she asked.
"Well, I think we should kiss," Erik said frankly, feeling the blood rush to his face.
"Erik!" she gasped mockingly. "I thought we were not going to bend to the laws of society!"
"This," Erik growled, grasping the back of her neck to pull her face within an inch of his own. "Is the one law of society I will abide by!"
~The End~
Seriously, the end. Go home. No bloopers in the credits like in Toy Story 2.