Angel Diary - Tracey and Bean

He smiled. "Good. Now, let's go practice our wedding," he grinned, walking with her to go tell everyone they were ready.

She nodded and smiled.

(uuuhhhh what happens at a rehearsal? DX)

[they basically rehears what they're gonna say, like their oaths and things, then they all exit like they would at the wedding, then they eat dinner]

He smiled and squeezed her hand gently, really hoping he could kiss her, and went to wait at the altar while everyone prepared to rehears their entrances.

The piano started to play and she was escorted down the aisle by her father....one...very long...aisle. She felt so awkward when everyone was staring at her. But tomorrow there'd be even more people to stare at her. She was used to not having much attention on earth, but now this was different, once again she was a princess. She stared straight ahead at Chaos blushing the whole time. She thought as long as she was focused on him it would all be alright.

Chaos smiled lovingly at her, waiting halfway patiently and halfway impatiently for her to come closer. He wished it were the real wedding so he could hurry and start making her happy.

She finally got there and smiled at him when they started to practice and say their vows.

He smiled and said his vows, his eyes never leaving her, his hands never letting go of hers.

She smiled and said them back happily blushing the whole time.

He smiled, chuckling softly when they said their "I do"s. He couldn't kiss the bride. Not yet, though he wished he could. He walked her down the aisle towards the room where they'd eat dinner and pulled her chair out for her, smiling at her happily.

She blushed and sat down in the chair he pulled out for her. "Such the gentleman tonight aren't we?" she chuckled.

"Would you rather take care of your own chair," he asked, teasing, pushing it in for her and sitting next to her.

"I'm not a weakling." she chuckled "Remember I did beat you in arm wrestling..."

He laughed. "Alright, fair enough."

"You can do it tomorrow though, just cause it's cute." she laughed and smiled.

He chuckled. "Alright," he smiled at her. "I'm starving. Let's eat."

She nodded smiling.

He smiled and started passing out the food clockwise around the table, taking what he wanted.

She took what she wanted as well and passed the food down the table.

He dug in hungrily, smiling at Lisa as he half-listened to his mother discuss last-minute wedding details with the Queen of Heaven.

She ate quietly taking small bites as was costumed for a princess in public. She was starving but she couldn't let it show.

Chaos chuckled, having half the mind to mimic her, just to tease her. But he'd do that later. He turned to his father, who he was certain came up with the deal retaining to them going back to earth, with the King of Heaven. "After the wedding, we get to go back to Earth?"

His father nodded. "Your coronation will happen when you get back. No reason to become King and Queen, then leave to Earth for the remainder of the year. That would be abandoning your people."

Chaos nodded. "Perfectly logical. Thank you for allowing it."

His father chuckled. "There might be an off-chance that we actually do care about our childrens' happiness."

Chaos laughed.

Lisa smiled softly and nodded to his father "It was very thoughtful of the both you to consider us. I Thank you Greatly." She said and reached under the table to grab hold of Chaos's hand. She hated putting on this image of the perfect daughter princess figure. She just wished she could be herself in front of everyone else she'd have to spend eternity with.

He smiled and held her hand, squeezing it gently. Unfortunately, the rehearsal dinner had to end and they had to go their separate ways. "See you tomorrow," he smiled at her before he left to go to hell and her to heaven.

"Bye. I will await you at the alter....or...you will be awaiting me." she chuckled a little and blushed, such a terrible thing to say before they came husband and wife.

He smiled. "I'll be waiting," he murmured, stroking her cheek lovingly. His father told him it was time to go, and he had to drop his hand and follow him back to Hell.