((Heeeey ya'll! Woah, tricky chapter ...I've never written a wedding thing before, and I've only been to one my entire life. (I was like 5 though. But I was the flower girl! ^.^) So, have pity on me if anything's incorrect, please. *puppy dog eyes* Okay! We've got some new characters! Two OCs, and one from the Hercules Animated TV show. Some of you might know him as Icarus. ;) Also, a question has been answered! ...Why did Meg want a boy? Hmmm, the possibilities. Mwah-hahaha! Thanks, and God bless! Love you guys!
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Meg looked out the window at the scenery below, twirling a stand of her auburn locks in her fingers. So many people, among some of Hercules' godly family, were buzzing around the yard. As part of Zeus and Hera's desires; Demeter and her daughter were scattering beautiful, colored flowers across certain areas of the ground. Dionysus was setting up the entertainment aspects, along with the drinks - drinking every few as he worked. As the god of music, Apollo was also helping Dionysus with such, and also made sure he didn't drink every last glass of wine. And many mortal servants from her father's court were working alongside with the decorations and other necessities.
"Sweetheart? You're messing up your hair." Meg heard someone whisper in her ear. She looked up at Korinna's smirking face with a "huh?", and finally let go of the strand of hair she was tugging at.
"...Sorry." She apologized, immediately setting her hands in her lap, and looking down in embarrassment. Mrs. Korinna giggled at the young woman's actions as she returned to fixing the damage Meg had done. "Don't torment the poor dear." Another women across the room scolded.
Alcmene, Hercules' foster mother, walked over to the two. "She's already nervous as it is."
Mrs. Korinna fake gasped, holding onto Meg's bare shoulders, and looking down into the girl's violet eyes. "Nervous? ...Our Megara?"
Rolling the eyes Korinna was looking into, Meg smirked lightly. "No ...I'm only getting married to the most famous man in all of Greece in front of practically everyone in it, along with both of our families. His, happening to be - oh, I dunno - gods! ...Who would be nervous about that?"
Both Alcmene and Korinna smiled lovingly, Alcmene beating her to speak first. "Dear? This day isn't about any of those people, or gods, out there! ...It's about you and Hercules." She lifted up Meg's chin. "Your wedding day is supposed to be one of the happiest days of your life! ...Coming second to the day you and Hercules give us some grandbabies." She added with a teasing grin and a wink.
Burring her face in her hands, Meg groaned at her final statement. Alcmene lifted Meg's head to see the girl's smiling face. "Don't worry about a thing, just enjoy today! Hercules is going to be the happiest man here, and that's all his family wants for him. And that's all your family wants for you."
Alcmene tilted Meg's head forward a bit, and gave her a loving kiss on the forehead.
Their moment was taken away by the sound of several knocks at the door. Mrs. Korinna took it upon herself to answer. "Meg will be out soon, we just need to finish up a couple things! And Hercules, if that's you ...You know you're not aloud to see your bride just yet, so don't even think about breaking that door down to get in here."
To her statement; the person on the other side of the room, chuckled. "Well, can her father and far-to-excited sisters enter for just a moment?"
Korinna looked to Meg for an 'okay', and when the young woman nodded, the maid let the three in. Astraia and Jocasta bounced happily into the room, and over to their older sister. "Oh Zeus, look how pretty you are!" Astraia beamed, feeling a piece of white silk that draped over the top of Meg's hair, and flowed down to her lower back.
Meg snickered, and held still so the two didn't mess anything up too badly. Korinna would probably kill them. "Well; he is going to be my father-in-law in only a few hours, so I do hope he thinks I'm pretty enough for his son." She commented sarcastically, but also honestly.
"Girls?" Creon articulated with a smirk on his face. "You can talk about how beautiful your sister looks after the ceremony. But I have to speak with her before, so ...would you please?" He gestured towards the door.
Reluctantly, Astraia and Jocasta nodded, and obeyed their father's request. Once his children were outside, Creon turned to the other two women in the room. "Would you lovely ladies give us a few minutes?"
With a respectful bow; Alcmene and Korinna also left, sideways glancing at Meg to be sure she was alright. Meg smiled reassuringly, answering them their silent question.
Finally given some privacy; king Creon slowly walked towards his daughter, taking a moment to look her over. Her dress was traditionally white, except for a silver, beaded sash around her bust, and on the two straps holding the dress in place. Connected to the straps were lose pieces of fabric wrapped around her elbows. The top was a v shape, fitting her chest modestly enough, allowing only a bit of her cleavage to show. The bottom touched the floor, following behind her a few inches. And fashioned in a high, tight ponytail; Meg's hair reached her hips, covering her back completely.
"You look absolutely beautiful, Meg." She blushed at his complement, innocently lowering her head so her bangs covered her warm cheeks. He walked further towards her, taking her hands in his own. Tears started brimming in his eyes, realization hitting him. "I have to give you away today, don't I?"
Meg laughed softly, feeling bittersweet tears glistening her eyes as well. "Yes, I believe so." She whispered.
Creon cleared his throat. "I ...I have a wedding gift for you." He suddenly pulled a box out from his cloak, and looked down at it for a moment. "I know you haven't always loved the whole "princess" title, but-" He grinned, and handed her the present. "If not a princess by blood - which you are - but ugh ...wh-what I'm trying to say is: you'll always be my little princess."
Smiling at the way he stuttered, Meg opened the box to reveal her old tiara. Every purple amethyst stone was still in it's place, along with the silver cross in the middle.
"Sweetheart?" Creon asked carefully. "I know this probably isn't the best day to bring this up, but, you know ...you are next in line to the throne?" Lowering her head, Meg nodded silently. "And I know being queen was something you never wanted to-"
"Papa? ...I understand." Meg interrupted with a reassuring smile. "Hercules and I have discussed this, and we're aware of the outcomes everything will bring. It's going to be alright." She finished, wrapping her arms around his neck. Creon hugged her back tightly, and kissed her temple.
Once pulling away, Meg looked up at him shyly. "Now, w-would you ...help me put this thing on?" She asked, gesturing towards the crown.
With a slight smirk; Creon gently picked it up, and placed it into his daughter's hair. Not a moment afterwards did the two hear music playing, signaling the ceremony would be starting shortly.
Meg looked to the window nervously as she bit her lip, and when she turned back to her father, his elbow was out in a formal way. She chuckled as she linked her arm with his.
Both smirked. "You ready?" Creon asked, to which his daughter nodded slightly.
Pacing around the room, Hercules nervously looked to the sun dial again for the fifty-sixth time. And yes, Phil was counting. Chuckling with amusement; Phil hopped down from the couch that was placed against the walls.
"Your tunic too tight? Don't think I've evah seen ya this ...jittery before? What's on your mind, kid?" Philoctetes asked, munching on a pottery bowl he'd found earlier.
With an exaggerated sigh; Hercules slid against the door, and landed on the flooring, letting his shoulders slump. "...I dunno."
Hercules' best friend from high-school, Icarus, jumped down from his perch, and went towards the hero. "Herc? Buddy O'pal! ...Not gettin' the dreaded cold feet, are ya?" Icarus asked, raising his left foot in the air, and wiggling his toes around. Herc's eyes widened. "What?! No, no, no ...tha-that's not it. I'm just ...I'm just worried, I guess."
Without even looking at his protégé, Phil took another bite of his bowl. "Worie 'bou wha?" ((Worried about what?))
Glancing at his hands, Hercules shrugged. "Just ...the wedding, my family, if I'm going to be the husband Meg deserves, one day being king, ton-" Hercules blushed for a moment, but quickly shook his head in hopes Phil and Icarus didn't see. "Y-Ya know, s-stuff like that."
Phil nodded absentmindedly, and tossed the remains of his snack behind him as he went towards Hercules. "Kid, hear me out for a sec?" Herc nodded, allowing Phil to speak. "With the weddin'; you stand there, say "I do", and kiss little miss sassy-frass. Okay? Simple enough." Phil started pacing a little, trying to think of the right words to say. "As for your family ...the big guy's got it taken care of. They step outta line, they get the bolt. Nothin' to worry 'bout there. Now, the being a good husband one ...I oughta slap ya for that! Meg loves ya, and all that mushy-gushy stuff. Moving along!"
As Phil stopped to roll his eyes, Icarus decided to continue. "YEAH Herc! And bein' king? ...Ya get to sit on a nice, comfy throne all day, and sign your name on some scrolls! Don't see the problem there! BUT if you don't want to do it, I understand! So I could, ya know ...take your place every now and again." He said, raising his eyebrows up and down.
Phil whopped the small man on the back of the head, and Icarus yelped and ungracefully fell forwards on his face. "And as for tonight - and yeah, I caught that - we've gone over this already! You should 'a got the concept by now! So I'm not. Explain'. It. EVAH. Again! ...You were blushin' like a little school-girl for a week after that discussion!" Phil finished.
Just thinking about it, Hercules blushed a deep crimson, but remained silent. Phil neared the young man, and in a swift motion - jumped on Herc's knee. "Kid?" The satyr whispered, lifting Hercules' chin with the tip of fingers. "Breath will ya? ...You're makin' me nervous, and I aint even gettin' hitched."
To that, Hercules chuckled and nodded his head. Just as the satyr smiled back, they heard music play, signaling the wedding was about to begin. Herc felt his throat go dry, but he decided to hide his nervousness from his friends.
Getting off the ground, Hercules went to a mirror and fixed his tunic. It was simple, like his hero get-up. The main difference was that it was blue and silver, and had a slightly different style to the upper-half. At first; he was weary of letting Meg choose the attire, but he trusted her enough, and wasn't disappointed with her choices.
Turning to his trainer and friend; he nearly burst out laughing at the satyr's sad attempt at putting on a tie. He fumbled with the fabric, twisting it into a tight knot, forgetting to pull his fingers out of the loop. He growled at it, taking it between his teeth, and tugging angrily.
Before he could shred the thing in millions of pieces, Hercules kneeled down, and grinned. "Need some help?" Before Phil could respond, Hercules undid the knot carefully.
Phil scoffed, unintentionally bleating like a goat. "Ahh, the things I do for ya! You better stick with curly-cue, 'cause I aint comin' to another weddin' evah again!"
Again, Hercules laughed. "No need to worry about that." Once saying it aloud, he slightly blushed and smirked happily. No need to worry at all. After today, there won't be another woman on Earth, or even Olympus that can take Meg's place.
"HEY Hercy!" Icarus shouted, trying to get his friend's attention. As soon as he did; it once again took all of Hercules' will power not to laugh. His friend was in front of a mirror, twirling in a long, poufy, pink dress with his crazy, black hair tied in uneven pigtails. "THANKS for lettin' me be the FLOWER GIRL! ...I look AMAZING!" He said, finishing his sentence with his famous growl that he usually reserved only for their friend Cassandra.
Phil couldn't help but snicker, but Herc kept it together. "No problem, buddy! ...Just, whatever you do, please be quiet coming down the aisle." Icarus nodded wildly, and skipped around the room. "OKIE-DOKEY, whatever ya say!"
After finishing up; Hercules, Icarus, and Phil went down to where they were keeping Pegasus. The winged horse snorted happily at seeing his human friends and the small half breed. He licked Herc's cheek, and nuzzled against his neck.
"You ready, Pegasus?" Hercules asked, to which the stallion nodded, sticking his tongue out. Pulling out a long piece of fabric, Hercules put on Pegasus' own tie.
"My boy!" A voice boomed from across the stables. The group turned to see the two deities standing at the doorway. Hercules grinned. "Mother, Father."
He made his way towards his parents; his mother taking no time into enveloping him into a tight hug that could take an ordinary mortal's breath away. Zeus chuckled, putting a large hand on his crying wife's shoulder. "Dear? I think Hercules would like to breath."
Hera gasped in embarrassment, and immediately released her son from her hug. "Sorry honey. I'm just-" she smiled a teary-eyed smile, and placed a bashful hand to Herc's cheek. "I'm just so happy for you, Hercules."
Playfully slapping a hand to his son's back, Zeus added with a loud chuckle. "As your mom and pop, that's all we could ever want for you. And we plan to make this the best day of you, and your bride's, life!"
Smiling back, Hercules returned a soft laugh. "Thanks. It really means a lot to me ...and I'm sure it does to Meg too."
"...Well then-" Zeus began with a smirk. "Let's not dilly-daddle! Can't leave the poor girl standing alone at that alter. Now can we?"
Hercules laughed once again, and shook his head.
Smile still on her rosy face, Hera quickly kissed Herc's forehead. "Come on then, dear. It's time!"
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Hercules nodded confidently. "Alright."
The two deities lead the way out, followed closely by their son and his three friends. Once reaching the designated area where the event was to take place; Zeus and Hera took their seats down at the front beside Alcmene and Amphitryon, while Pegasus, Phil, and Icarus went to the back. And Hercules made his way to the lifted platform where Hermes was floating behind a podium. He lowered his glasses down the bridge of his blue nose. "Ready, babe?"
Although every part of his body was sweating, he felt like his heart was nearly beating out of chest, and he kept shifting his stance every few seconds; Hercules felt like he was keeping his cool pretty well. "Yeah-" He nodded. "I'm just a bit nervous, and excited ...all at once." He whispered to the small god, so only he could hear.
Hermes grinned wolfishly, and slid his glasses back in place. "Totally normal. Seen loads of weddings before ...your heart ought to go back to normal once ya see the little miss. Trust me."
Hercules furrowed his brow. Shouldn't seeing Meg make me more nervous? He didn't have time to think furthermore into Hermes' response as the music stopped momentarily so the new music could replace it. It's time! He gulped, feeling his stomach clench as if Pegasus was flying around in there. Yeah, and you thought butterflies were bad.
Coming out first; Pegasus trotted down the aisle with a pillow in his mouth, rings sitting on top. (Aphrodite's idea. "It'll catch on, I just know it!" She had said.) Followed behind the stallion was Icarus, twirling widely and jumping about, throwing flower petals all over the place. Thankfully, he had kept his promise, and was only humming along with the music. To which made the hero sigh with relief, and smile. Korinna and Phil came next, and Hercules noticed that they both looked to each other at the same time, smiled sheepishly, and looked away from one another's gaze - blushing all the while. I'll have to point that out to them later. Hercules thought with slight amusement. And Phil said I was the one blushing like a school-girl? After the man and maid of honor walked down, which is quite ironic since Korinna is actually a maid, and Phil's not a man. The bridesmaids came next, Astraia and Jocasta. Herc bit his lip in anticipation. In the shadow of the doorway, Hercules noticed king Creon's figure step up, Meg linking her arm with his.
As they stepped out; light finally caught there faces. King Creon was smiling, but Hercules didn't notice for even a second. Meg looked to him bashfully, her faced flushed, and her own smile clearly showing just how see was feeling. Nervous and excited ...all at once. He had never seen her look so shy and innocent before, and he couldn't help but think it made her look all the more beautiful. Finally; Hercules understood just what Hermes had meant. Because She feels the exact same way.
With every step; Hercules caught more and more glimpses of her alluring charm. The way the white of her dress made her pale skin practically glow, how her eyes sparkled with love and the never unnoticeable hint of her intelligence and wit, and how she twiddled her fingers timidly while still holding the bouquet in her hands.
Never once did his eyes leave hers until she and her father reached the two steps leading to the platform. Creon turned to face his daughter, and he kissed her forehead with the love only a mother or father could understand. He held it there, just as he always had when she was a child, and then taking her hand, he slowly placed it into Hercules'.
The next half hour went by in a blur, yet was agonizingly slow. Many cried, some fell asleep, but every eye was open and awake the final few minutes to watch the part they've been waiting for. "Babe? May we have the rings?" Hermes asked nonchalantly to Pegasus, who walked up carefully as to not drop the small objects.
Pegasus watched his buddy put the ring on his mate's finger, and she to him; and he couldn't help but feel a tad bit jealous. He liked Meg, yes. But, now ...he wasn't his best friend's number one anymore. She was. But none-the-less, he was happy for them. They deserved each other, and he realized that. So he smiled once hearing Hermes voice again.
"I now pronounce you ...husband and wife!" He proclaimed cheerfully before lowering his shades to watch the next part as well. Just as he opened his mouth to say the last part, someone else beat him to it. Two someone else's to be more precise. "JUST KISS HER ALREADY!" Phil and Mrs. Korinna shouted simultaneously.
Even though they knew it was coming; Hercules and Meg chuckled shortly before he quickly placed his hands on each side of her waist, and pulled her forward. Meg was caught by surprise, not thinking Hercules was going to be the first one to act, but she wasn't complaining. She grabbed the front of his tunic and pulled him closer, both visibly smiling into their kiss. Cheers erupted all around them, and the party quickly followed suit.
Deities and mortals alike danced, and drank, just enjoying the atmosphere. Icarus was already tipsy from the one glass of wine he had; but he seemed to be having fun pretending to fly around in his pink dress, thinking it was his wax wings. Hercules' biological and mortal parents were dancing and laughing with one another, along with the many other couples. Most of the singles also found a partner - whether dancing or just talking; even Phil and Mrs. Korinna were dancing together to the newlywed's joy.
Hercules and Meg had decided not too long ago to take a breather, and just sit to enjoy each other's company as they watched their friends and family. With her head resting against her husband's shoulder, Hercules absentmindedly played with the ring on his wife's finger. He found out quickly just how much he enjoyed twiddling the small piece of jewelry while holding her hand. Meg hummed a sigh of content before placing a soft kiss on his cheek.
There quiet moment was soon interrupted by the sound of Zeus getting everyone's attention. The music and dancing stopped so he could speak, and Hercules and Meg stood up to see and hear him better. "I want to thank you all for being here today to celebrate this wonderful occasion! ...My boy-" he turned his attention to the couple. "You have found an amazing woman to call your wife, and I am proud to call her my daughter-in-law."
The crowd cheered as the two blushed, and smiled gratefully. Zeus soon after raised his hand to quiet everyone.
"Megara?" Her eyes widened, and all attention was on her. "I am so thankful that you have been placed in my son's life, and I wish to give you gift to show you the extent of my gratitude. Please?" He motioned for her to come forward. She seemed reluctant, but with a smile and nod from Hercules, she stepped towards the god.
Zeus took her hands gently, dwarfing them with his own. He grinned reassuringly, and kissed the back of her hand respectfully. (Even if he was a god.) "This is not only a gift for you, my dear ...but it's main purpose is to be your own." He chuckled, noticing the look of confusion on her face.
Pulling puffs of cloud out of thin air, Zeus bended and twisted it with practiced hands as if forming a balloon animal. Once satisfied with his outline, he smirked with remembrance. "A little cirrus, a touch of Nimbostratus, and ...a dash of Cumulus."
Looking in awe, Meg noticed the cloud resembled Pegasus; wings and all. She reached out and gently touched it's nose. And as if her fingers alone breathed life into the cloud, the horse took form from the neck up.
Gasps could be heard all around, but none as loud as Meg's. She watched as the creature looked down at it's body, and shook the rest of the cloud away, revealing a magnificent winged horse.
It's body color was a light lavender, with thick, wavy, dark blue hair for it's mane and tail. The hooves were the same navy blue color, but the thing that stood out the most - were three, bright blue stars on her rear, and her eyes. Purple, just like Meg's.
Once taking a look at Meg, the horse seemed to know exactly who she was. She whined happily, rearing back before trotting closer to the woman to nuzzle into her neck.
Laughing at the way it tickled, Megara stroked the excited filly's neck. The two pulled apart and looked at one another; Meg took her muzzle into the palm on her hand, and scratch that special place on her nose that made the horse purr and go weak in the knees.
"Her name is Galaxy." Zeus announced, smiling proudly. "And she's all yours, Meg."
Galaxy swished her tail, and licked Meg's cheek lovingly. Meg smiled, and nodded her head to her father-in-law. "Thank you, she's ...amazing!"
He nodded back warmly, and turned his attention to the guests. "Please, continue on!" Within moments, the whole crowd was buzzing again in joy and merriment.
Hercules and Pegasus came up to Meg and her new friend. "Wow!" Hercules breathed, petting the animal gently. "She really is amazing." With a small laugh, Meg nodded and then smirked deviously. "I know ...isn't that right, horse-feathers?"
Pegasus had already been gawking at her, and suddenly turned bright red at Meg's question. Noticing the look on his face; Galaxy blushed right back and lowered her head to conceal it. Hercules caught on to what his wife was doing, and decided to play along. "Yeah. Why don't you show Galaxy around? Make her feel welcomed? ...Maybe even tell her a bit about yourself?"
Galaxy looked up bashfully at the white stallion, batting her eyelashes unknowingly. Pegasus gulped at her actions, but nodded slowly with a cheeky, half-grin on his face. "Take care of her now, okay?" Meg added, shoeing them off.
The couple chuckled whole-heartedly as they watched their companions walk away quite innocently; there tails accidentally swishing against one another.
A new song started playing soon after, and with a huge grin; Hercules bowed before his bride and looked into her eyes. "May I have this dance, M'lady?"
Not losing her own smile, Meg extended her hand. "Well, since you asked so nicely...Yes, you may, good sir."
The two made there way to the floor and started dancing, foreheads touching ever so slightly. They stayed silent for a moment, but at a thought, Hercules couldn't help but smirk. "You know? ...You never got to answer my question."
Meg looked up at him amused, yet still curious. "What question, Wonderboy?"
"The day I proposed to you. In the apple grove." Hercules began; twirling Meg to give her a moment to think about that day. She hummed an "uh-huh," and waited for him to continue. "I asked you ...If we ever started a family together, which would you want first? A boy, or a girl? You said a boy, but you never told me why."
At the memory, Meg's lips curved into a smirk. "I believe I was the one who asked you that question, if I remember correctly."
He nodded, rolling his eyes playfully. "Yes, you did. But ...you never did tell me why you wanted a boy first."
She chuckled, and slowly looked up into his eyes again. "So ...whenever you're off, saving the world every helpless damsel at a time - and some dumb, jerk decides to break our little girl's heart ...her big brother can go kick his patilla - as Phil calls it."
Again; he couldn't help it. He laughed and spun Meg around. Once stopping, he placed his forehead back against hers, both smiling goofy smiles. "I love you, Meg."
"...I love you to, Herc." She replied, pulling him down into a kiss.
A young woman - a goddess to be in fact - slumped in her chair as she listened to her mother babble on and on about something she had toned out hours ago. I need to breath! She tucked a strand of her flowing, blond hair behind her ear, and looked for a nice hiding spot, searching over every inch of the place with her sapphire blue eyes. Bingo! She thought, finally seeing what she had been looking for. Making sure no one was looking, the young goddess slipped away quietly.
Persephone - finally free from her mother for a moment - sighed with relief, and walked away from the party to become that wallflower hopefully no one would notice. Heh, wallflower? The irony. She thought, pulling her pink shawl closer to her frame, suddenly feeling as though someone was watching her. Probably Apollo again ...he just can't leave me alone!
"Persephone? Dear?! ...Where are you?" She heard her mother, Demeter, calling. Rolling her eyes, she answered back, her voice dripping with resentment. "Coming mother!"
In the shadows; bright yellow eyes watched as the girl walked away ever so slowly. She had been standing so close to where he had been hiding; he was honestly surprised she didn't hear the crackling of fire. Persephone? Can't remember ever seeing her before. I would remember; quite the looker, but who in there right mind names there kid Persephone?! ...Other than miss flower puff, Demeter. The dark figure thought, rolling his eyes.
"U-Uh ...b-b-boss?" Another voice stuttered quietly.
"WHAT?!" He hissed quietly, yet with so much power it made the two small creature shake with fear. "Wh-Why are ya ...y-ya know? S-standing here ...just w-watching?" The other finished for his partner.
"Observing boys ...just observing." He answered, glaring at the newlywed couple, but actually finding his mind elsewhere. Interesting little flower ...I might just have to take a closer look at that, Persephone. He thought, grinning a wicked toothed smirk. "Boys! ...We've got work to do."
((Le-Gasp! Who could zat be?! O.O Ya know, other than an evil god of the underworld?! ...To much information. *face-palm* Hope you enjoyed! :D
I'm sorry, I forgot to post the Wedding pictures! I'll do that later. ^^;))