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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 4:42 am
by madroswellfan
~~~~~ZAN~~~~~
We share the most beautiful kiss. I can hear everyone clapping. I slowly pull away from her and smile at her.
"So how does it feel to be Mrs Elizabeth Scarlette Nancy Evans?" I ask.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 4:53 am
by POM
Liz:

"I smiled at him...Well, let's just go by Liz Evans...my middle names take up too much space." I lauged as I kissed him once more before heaving up the aisle...

Minister:

" CONGRATUALATIONS MR. AND MRS. EVANS..." He yelled over the roaring of the crowds.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 4:55 am
by madroswellfan
~~~~~ZAN~~~~~
I beam at Liz, still not able to take my eyes off her. God she's...perfect. Just perfect. I love her so much. We finally reach the other end of the aisle, and to be honest Im at a loss of what to do. So I just stand there looking at her.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 12:42 pm
by POM
Liz:

" I love you my husband." I told him so only he could hear me. I kissed him, but we were soon joined by Rath and Mary...we broke off the kiss to recieve hugs and kisses of congratulations. We were then wisked away to the back courtyard to take a few pictures. "Do we have to take picutures...I mean we can recreate this moment later when I don't look like a blowfish..." I complained to Mary.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 12:48 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~MARY~~~~~
"Liz! You do not look like a blowfish! You look stunning! And you can't be serious about recreating this! Liz, it's your wedding day! You can't recreate it! It will never have the same magic. You look amazing Liz trust me."

~~~~~ZAN~~~~~
The photographer stopped taking the pictures of Mary and Liz, and wanted me to join them. I walk over to them.
"Zan! Tell Liz she does not look like a blowfish!" Mary moaned at me.
I look at Liz in surprise. "What! Of course she doesn't! She looks perfect! So perfect that..." I quickly pull her into a sweep and kiss her passionately. I can hear the photographer taking pictures but i don't care.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 1:07 pm
by POM
Liz:

After we took more photographs of only Zan and me , the photographer was about to wrap up... "Wait... were going to take a family picutre..." he nodded. Zan looked at me strangly, he knew that we didn't really have family here. "Alex... Lonnie... Ava... Klye...C'mon were gonna take a picture--" I shouted at them to come over. " Liz, are you sure...I'm mean we aren't your family" Ava asked. "Of course, I'm sure...your family to me..." I smiled at them as we all gathered around. The photographers---"Okay...1 2 3.." and the photo snapped..."That's a wrap! Congratulations your highness--" He bowed and started to put everything away.

Rath:

"Okay...you two wait here until you are introduced properly.

Liz:

I nodded but I didn't take my eyes off Zan, "Are you sure I don't look like a blowfish...because I feel like one! My hormones are so out of wack." I sigheed...but before he could answer...I asked him..."Oh...yeah... I heard you loved the watch... Did you see what I enraved in it?"

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 1:38 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~ZAN~~~~~
I look at her. "No you look beautiful Lizzy. You always do. You engraved something in it?" I inquire. I had a look at it to read the engraving

(ooc: what does it say :lol:)

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 3:13 pm
by POM
Liz:

I smiled at him and I opened it up, and turned it back to him and as he mouthed the words I spoke the aloud.
"Traditions come, and traditions go. Our love will last a lifetime, and enternity will our souls be together...forever. I love you." He snapped it shut and kissed me. I titled my head on his..." I love you...Zander...it's the whole truth." I smiled at him.

Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 3:14 pm
by madroswellfan
~~~~~ZAN~~~~~
I know Im doing it again...The whole stupid grin thing.
"I love you Liz. So much" I tell her. I pull her into another kiss.

Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 4:27 am
by POM
Ava:

"C'mon you love birds they are about to introduce you!" I called at them from the door.

Liz:

I smiled at Zan, "That's our cue!" I beamed brightly at him.