Somebody's Getting Married
Somebody get some flowers!
Somebody get a ring!
Somebody get a chapel and a choir to sing!
Somebody get an organ to play!
Cause somebody's getting married today!
Somebody get a preacher!
Somebody bake a cake!
Somebody get some shoes and rice and presents to take!
Somebody get a sweet negilee!
Cause somebody's getting married today!
Somebody get champagne!
Somebody rent a room!
Somebody get the lovely bride!
And somebody get the-
Somebody get the-
Somebody somebody somebody somebody somebody-!
Somebody get this wedding underway!
Cus sue-one gettink marrink today!
Somebody getting married...today!
Muppets Take Manhattan, Somebody's Getting Married, watch?v=bFw4L7-AFdw
Jack took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, nerves making his breath come out in a frosty mist. He looked up at the doors to the ballroom, towering over him, and adjusted the cloak around himself nervously one last time before nodding, hand clenching around his staff as North opened the doors.
He knew Tooth was coming in the other side of the room at the same time he was, but with the sheer number of spirits in the room they wouldn't be able to see each other until they were at the bower. Fighting to keep the blush off his face, Jack set his eyes on the curtained enclosure and did his best to ignore the whispers around him, trying to focus instead on the music he and Tooth had picked out for the processional.
"Cleans up nice, don't he?"
"They'll be a pretty pair, don't you think?"
"Too bad the old customs are gone...yanno, makin' sure they consummate..."
There was a soft thwap cutting off that comment, which Jack was grateful for. Any other comments were lost as he reached the front of the room and caught sight of Tooth.
There was vague recognition that Bunny was beside her, escorting Tooth to the bower much like North was him (a Sister of Flight tradition, to protect the couple about to bond from any that might have objected) but he couldn't have torn his eyes from Tooth to tell more than that.
He'd thought she glowed before, but it was nothing compared to now. Her feathers gleamed in the light, shimmering and sparkling like living jewels with each movement. The golden jewelry – that was new, but very pretty – shone in the light, and she looked every inch the Queen she was, and he was star struck and just a little intimidated all over again.
Tooth hovered outside the door to the ballroom, fussing with her jewelry one last time. She grinned widely at Bunny, hiding her nerves as he grinned back, opening the door as the first strains of the processional she and Jack had spent weeks casually debating sounded.
She heard the murmurs and comments as she passed down the aisle to where she would meet Jack and ignored them as best she could, only the occasional words and phrases heard over the buzzing of excitement and nerves in her chest.
"Lucky girl..."
"...not worth her time..."
"...both look so pretty..."
The faint voices dropped away as she came face to face with Jack. He looked like a fairy tale prince, Tooth thought, draped in velvet and embroidery...and if Bunny's chuckle was anything to go by, she was staring at him with the same awestruck expression he was giving her.
Bunny's chuckle snapped both of them out of it, blushing as they reached for each other's hands and stepping inside the curtains, shutting them out of the sight of the crowd of spirits lingering in the ballroom.
Inside the curtained bower it was quiet, feeling miles removed from the spirits outside, the air faintly cool and scented with incense.
Tucked inside the bower were a much smaller group of spirits, close friends and near-family invited into the wedding proper. Cupid, near the front of the crowd, gave both Tooth and Jack a hearty wink and grin.
Both of them laughed, a quick, almost embarrassed sound, before turning back to look at each other.
"Ready?" Tooth whispered, and Jack gave her hand a squeeze.
"So ready for this," he whispered back. They turned to smile at North, who took it for the cue it was and stepped to stand behind them, facing the small group circled around the pair.
"Friends!" he said expansively, arms thrown wide. "Today, we celebrate! Because now, two of our friends marry, and we get to witness!"
There were chuckles at North's enthusiasm even as Tooth took Jack's hands, taking a deep breath and hoping she hadn't really forgotten her vows.
Out in the main ballroom there was sudden yelling, loud enough to be heard through the sound dampening spells on the bowers curtains, and Tooth paused, all of them turning towards the curtains in confusion and anger.
Sandy opened the curtains a crack, looking out as the cries rose before suddenly tapering off. With a satisfied nod he turned back to the confused wedding party, nodding for them to continue.
Jack shrugged when Tooth glanced at him, just as baffled as she was. If Sandy said it was taken care of, though...
Shaking her head and taking another deep breath, Tooth turned her gaze to Jack, who was watching her, biting his lip nervously.
"Jack," she began, "I know romances all say that being married is making two into one, but that would never be possible for two personalities as strong as ours. This isn't a joining, but a partnership. I never thought I would find a spirit willing to stand by me, to support me as I support them, until I met you. I want to face the years ahead of us by your side, fight alongside you, to laugh and play and dance and, yes, even argue with you."
"I know I must be in love," she added softly, "because I'm even looking forward to that. And that's what I promise you, Jack Frost," she said in a normal volume, squeezing Jack's hands.
Releasing Jack's hands, she opened the small box Bunny was holding for her, pulling out one of her feathers, connected to a chain and hair clip.
"I didn't think it would stay if I just braided it," she whispered to Jack, who grinned and tilted his head so she could try and braid it in anyway.
Thankfully, more believers meant that Jack was 'alive' again – so his hair was growing as it used to. He'd trimmed most of it, but one section he'd let grow, just enough for a braid. It wasn't much, but it was enough.
There were a few false starts – there hadn't been many opportunities for Tooth to practice, though Bunny had indulged her more than once, and she was distracted by the feel of Jack's silky soft hair in her hands and the intimate sensation of his breath on her cheek – before a short braid was twisted into the hair by Jack's temple, the feather standing out brightly against the white of his hair.
With a deep breath of his own, Jack took Tooth's hands to make his own vows. "Um...wow. Not sure I can match that," he said softly, eyes dancing even as he tried to stay solemn.
"Tooth, until North dragged me up here and tried to press gang me into being a Guardian, I thought I was always going to be alone. I want neither of us to ever have to be alone again, to be there to share the joy and pain and memories that we can have together. And that's what I promise you, Toothiana."
He released her hands to open the box he'd brought down with him, pulling out a necklace that he clasped carefully around Tooth's throat over the collar she was wearing. Tooth looked down at it in wonder as Jack pulled back, reaching up to touch it.
"It's my never-melting ice," Jack whispered. "If it's too cold when you're not wearing that," he said with a nod to the chest-covering collar she was wearing, "let me know, I'll think of...of something," he finished with a half smile.
"These might help," Tooth whispered back. Taking his cue, Sandy held out a small box with two rings nestled inside. Caught off guard, Jack pressed his hand to his mouth, determinedly telling himself he would not cry.
"North made them for us," Tooth said, still quiet. "It wasn't...fair, that we did everything in my traditions, no matter how much you may have agreed."
"I...thank you," was all Jack could get out, looking up at North. North smiled back, one of his rare, soft, genuine smiles as Jack looked back at the box, carefully pulling out the smaller ring.
He looked it over as Sandy offered the box to Tooth. It was flat, so it wouldn't catch on anything – important, when he and Tooth both used their hands so much and he, in particular, needed every bit of grip he had for his staff – and covered with delicate carvings of snowflakes and the baby teeth.
It was superior craftsmanship, and the glance he sent to North told the other spirit just how Jack felt about this gift on this day of days.
Still smiling, Tooth picked up Jack's left hand and slid the ring into place. "With this ring, I thee wed," she said, feathers fluffing and smoothing with pride.
The grin Jack gave her was blinding as he slid her ring into place on her finger, repeating proudly, "With this ring, I thee wed." Vows said, he lifted her hand to brush a kiss over the ring, and Tooth felt her heart flutter like her wings.
He bent, kissing her gently, almost chastely, as their friends cheered. Their cheers rose to a roar as she darted upwards, throwing her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss, making Jack stumble before catching himself and holding her close, squeezing as her momentum spun them in midair.
Tooth laughed softly as he pulled back just enough to look Jack in the eyes. "Hey," she whispered. "Husband-mine."
"Hey," he whispered back. "Wife-mine."
"Ready to go face all the well wishers?"
"...is it too late to elope?"
Tooth laughed as, hand in hand, they turned to their family.
A/N: ...I swear I tried to keep it from getting too sweet, but it's a wedding! They're the definition of sweet!
Should be one more chapter to go, still writing it. Trying to write up something for Halloween threw things off.