Moon just stared, slightly stunned, before just smiling, "Your a really great guy Winter, but I'm assuming this is just for a dare."
Winter smiled sheepishly, Qibli gasped, Winter could actually smile? At least that's what he told himself to do, to ignore the slight pang of loneliness and jealousy, they really were meant for each other, black and white, day and night… "Uhm… yes, blame Qibli, he's going to be the death of me."
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" chanted Anemone and Kinkajou in unison. They both loved a good mushy romance story afterall, "Say yes!"
"Can I be the maid of honor?"
"If she's the maid of honor I'll be the officiator!" announced Anemone, "I'm practically an expert, my Mom loves writing fairytale endings."
"Who's going to be your best man?" asked Qibli nudging Winter.
"Not you."
"Perfect that means I can take the best position of them all."
5 hours later -
"We are all here to celebrate the joyous union between Winter and Moon." announced Anemone, "Because someone didn't allow us to invite more dragons it will be a small affair, but here we are. Thank you all for coming."
"Yeah sure my entire winglet and then some… small," muttered Winter.
Under the mountain Darkstalker banged his head against the walls in despair. What the heck are dragons doing nowadays?! What happened to the sending children off into war aganist Icewings, now they are marrying them?! This generation by the moons.
"I am going to kill you after this and then I'll bring you back to life just to slice your face off again," growled Winter to Qibli who had volunteered as the flower boy, and started throwing petals at his face.
"This went so well, maybe I should try to get more couples together," said Anemone with a sly look in her eyes. "I bet my Mother could make an awesome story about me."
Turtle gave a light laugh, "What about the time you tried to set Pike up with someone?"
Anemone groaned, "Will you stop reminding me of that? I didn't know she was unhinged… You're single too aren't you? I'm sure that someone would want to- Hey! Don't fly away I'm going to help!"
Then Icicle stormed in holding one of the flyers Qibli had hung around the school detatiling the murder mystery of her brother, looking as if she was about to say something before taking in the scene before her. "... Winter, what are you doing with that Nightwing? Why is everyone gathered around?"
Nobody had the guts to respond as Winter stuttered, "I um well… you see… It's just that… er… Qibli will explain!"
Qibli was shoved through the crowd by Winter, tossed in front of Icicle, "This is a misunderstanding… Actually uh, this is all my fault, Winter. I challenged the superiority of the Icewings and he wanted to prove that Icewings were the best, we decided to host a tournament!"
"... Did you just call me Winter?"
"I would never do that to you, Winter."
Icicle growled, "I'd like to compete in this tournament then. Against you, who do you think you are? Mocking a Princess of the Ice Kingdom."
"Unfortunately, Icicle and Moon are already in the finals."
"... I am so glad Winter is the one who has to put up with you and not me," sneered Icicle.
After she left not interested in their tournament Qibli whispered to Winter, "I can't believe it. She's even worse than you, you at least waited 20 seconds to announce how much of a royal pain you were :)"
Nobody heard from Qibli ever again.
