The Best Day Of Our Lives [Chapter Two/Five]
Story: The Best Day Of Our Lives
Characters/Pairings: Prussia/Fem!Canada, France/Fem!England, America, Austria/Hungary, Germany/Italy
Summary: Written for the APH Fluffathon; Gilbert and Madeline are getting married. Slice of lifeish AU.
Characters:
Madeline - Fem!Canada
Gilbert - Prussia
Francis - France
Elizabeth - Fem!England
Alfred - America
Elise - Belgium
Katyusha - Ukraine
Ivanna - Fem!Russia
Angelique - Seychelles
Lili - Liechtenstein
Elizaveta - Hungary
Roderich - Austria
Antonio - Spain
Lovino - Romano
Chapter Two:
“Is there any reason why you brought me here?” Ludwig asked, feeling awkward as everyone else wandered around the church doing wedding-related things. Gilbert grinned, pulling his younger brother into a rough, one-armed hug.
“Keep this place in mind, West - maybe you and Feliciano can get married in here too,” Gilbert teased, laughing as Ludwig turned red. “And its Canada, so it’s totally legal too,” he added.
“Shut up,” Ludwig muttered, pushing his older brother off of him.
Ludwig’s boyfriend, Feliciano, came flouncing forward at that moment. “Gilbert!” Feliciano exclaimed, hugging Gilbert. “This church is beautiful! It looks like a castle!”
Gilbert laughed, mussing Feliciano’s hair playfully. “Maybe you and Ludwig will get married here too,” he said, smirking at the look on Ludwig’s face.
Feliciano laughed as well, latching onto his boyfriend. “Maybe we will~” he said, going on tiptoe to kiss Ludwig on the [very red] cheek.
Gilbert grinned. “Hey, would the two of you like to be my groomsmen?” he said suddenly, remembering the conversation he had with Madeline’s mother.
“We’d love to!” Feliciano exclaimed, speaking for the both of them. Ludwig nodded too, his blush slowly fading away.
“Feli darling, would you like to help me out with something?” they heard Elizaveta call out and Feliciano ran off without a farewell. Ludwig shook his head at his brother’s antics.
The brothers glanced at each other and suddenly did not know what to say. The two walked throughout the church in silence; whoever said Germans were not good at expressing their feelings seem to have it right.
“So you’re getting married,” Ludwig said finally. Gilbert nodded.
“Yup,” he said, looking over at Madeline, who was with the girls she had chosen to be her bridesmaid. In the end, Madeline had chosen Elizaveta, Elise, Ivanna [her friend from high school], and Katyusha with Angelique as the junior bridesmaid. Lili and Madeline’s Australian cousin Bianca would be the flower girls and Madeline’s [bratty, in Gilbert’s opinion] cousin Peter would be the ring bearer. The couple had agreed to have the same number of bridesmaids and groomsmen so Gilbert set off to find his other choices. He needed three more to match with Madeline’s five bridesmaids.
Gilbert found Francis with his wife, the two clearly arguing about something...as usual.
“Hey Franny,” Gilbert greeted the older man. Francis looked relieved at the interruption, turning away from his wife [much to her fury] to face Gilbert.
“Yes, Gilbert?” Francis asked, not noticing his wife stomp away to fume at someone else.
“Would you like to be a best man?” Gilbert asked, spotting Antonio with Feliciano and Elizaveta not too far away and making a mental note to ask him too.
“Yes of course,” Francis said, beaming at Gilbert. “Of course, I will have to walk dear Madeline down the aisle first, but I will be one of your best men,” Francis said. He put an arm on Gilbert’s shoulder. “I’m really glad you are the one marrying my daughter,” Francis said in a quieter voice. “I’ve never seen Madeline so happy with anyone before. And I must admit, with Alfred’s demanding personality, Elizabeth and I often forgot about her without even realizing it but you never do, and I thank you for it,” Francis said.
“I’m glad I’m marrying her too,” Gilbert replied softly, glancing over at Madeline again and smiling at the adorable way her nose scrunched as she tilted her head to look at the church’s high ceiling.
***
“We’ll need to plan you a bachelorette party,” Elise teased Madeline as the women made their way out of the church for a spa trip for just the ladies. “I’m thinking strip club?”
Madeline flushed, pushing Elise as they got into her minivan. Even though Elise was technically Madeline’s aunt, the woman was only a few years older and was more like the older sister Madeline never had.
“No strip clubs,” Madeline said, sitting in the shot gun seat. Elise winked at her from the driver’s seat and turned to look at the other women.
“You want to go to a strip club, don’t you?” she asked.
Lili and Angelique flushed; the only ones underage in the group. “Brother wouldn’t like me going,” Lili mumbled awkwardly as the women laughed.
“Maybe there’s a kiddie zone for you two,” Elizaveta teased lightly. “But don’t worry; we won’t drag you to a strip club,” she promised.
“We won’t?” Elise asked as they pulled out of the church and started driving towards the spa.
Madeline rolled her eyes at her aunt, leaning back into her seat and watching the scenery fly by. It still hadn’t registered to her that she was going to get married.
***
Gilbert rubbed his neck awkwardly as he spotted his final potential groomsman standing and talking to Ludwig. This was going to be difficult. But he needed a fifth groomsman and as much as he hated to admit it, Roderich Edelstein was one of his closest friends.
“Yes of course, Elizaveta would love to spend some time with Feliciano again; I remember when he used to live with us...” Roderich was saying when Gilbert approached them.
“What’s up, guys?” Gilbert said cheerfully, grinning at both of them. Roderich peered at Gilbert through his rectangular glasses and frowned.
“What do you want, Gilbert?” Roderich asked wearily.
“Err...I need one more groomsman and since Lizzie is one of Maddie’s bridesmaids I figured you could be a groomsman or something,” Gilbert said awkwardly.
Roderich stared at Gilbert in surprise as Ludwig hid a grin, mirth dancing in his blue eyes. Clearing his throat, Ludwig excused himself to go find Feliciano and left Gilbert and Roderich alone.
“Me?” Roderich asked when he finally recovered from his initial shock.
“Yeah,” Gilbert said, rolling his eyes.
“I’m surprised you’d consider me as a groomsman, Gilbert,” Roderich said, absently adjusting his glasses.
“Yeah well we’ve been friends since we were kids,” Gilbert said, feeling embarrassed and wondering why he even bothered in the first place.
“...you spent your entire time bullying me,” Roderich reminded him flatly. “Up until Elizaveta's and my engagement...thought I don’t think that stopped yo---”
“Well the point is, I consider you one of my closest friends so do you want to be my groomsman or not?” Gilbert snapped. Roderich blinked again.
“You consider me one of your closest friends...? Very well; I’ll be one of your groomsmen,” Roderich said. Gilbert nodded, feeling awkward.
“Right. You’re still a pansy,” Gilbert said quickly before turning on his heel and walking away. Roderich rolled his eyes and grinned.
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Characters/Pairings: Prussia/Fem!Canada, France/Fem!England, America, Austria/Hungary, Germany/Italy
Summary: Written for the APH Fluffathon; Gilbert and Madeline are getting married. Slice of lifeish AU.
Characters:
Madeline - Fem!Canada
Gilbert - Prussia
Francis - France
Elizabeth - Fem!England
Alfred - America
Elise - Belgium
Katyusha - Ukraine
Ivanna - Fem!Russia
Angelique - Seychelles
Lili - Liechtenstein
Elizaveta - Hungary
Roderich - Austria
Antonio - Spain
Lovino - Romano
Chapter Two:
“Is there any reason why you brought me here?” Ludwig asked, feeling awkward as everyone else wandered around the church doing wedding-related things. Gilbert grinned, pulling his younger brother into a rough, one-armed hug.
“Keep this place in mind, West - maybe you and Feliciano can get married in here too,” Gilbert teased, laughing as Ludwig turned red. “And its Canada, so it’s totally legal too,” he added.
“Shut up,” Ludwig muttered, pushing his older brother off of him.
Ludwig’s boyfriend, Feliciano, came flouncing forward at that moment. “Gilbert!” Feliciano exclaimed, hugging Gilbert. “This church is beautiful! It looks like a castle!”
Gilbert laughed, mussing Feliciano’s hair playfully. “Maybe you and Ludwig will get married here too,” he said, smirking at the look on Ludwig’s face.
Feliciano laughed as well, latching onto his boyfriend. “Maybe we will~” he said, going on tiptoe to kiss Ludwig on the [very red] cheek.
Gilbert grinned. “Hey, would the two of you like to be my groomsmen?” he said suddenly, remembering the conversation he had with Madeline’s mother.
“We’d love to!” Feliciano exclaimed, speaking for the both of them. Ludwig nodded too, his blush slowly fading away.
“Feli darling, would you like to help me out with something?” they heard Elizaveta call out and Feliciano ran off without a farewell. Ludwig shook his head at his brother’s antics.
The brothers glanced at each other and suddenly did not know what to say. The two walked throughout the church in silence; whoever said Germans were not good at expressing their feelings seem to have it right.
“So you’re getting married,” Ludwig said finally. Gilbert nodded.
“Yup,” he said, looking over at Madeline, who was with the girls she had chosen to be her bridesmaid. In the end, Madeline had chosen Elizaveta, Elise, Ivanna [her friend from high school], and Katyusha with Angelique as the junior bridesmaid. Lili and Madeline’s Australian cousin Bianca would be the flower girls and Madeline’s [bratty, in Gilbert’s opinion] cousin Peter would be the ring bearer. The couple had agreed to have the same number of bridesmaids and groomsmen so Gilbert set off to find his other choices. He needed three more to match with Madeline’s five bridesmaids.
Gilbert found Francis with his wife, the two clearly arguing about something...as usual.
“Hey Franny,” Gilbert greeted the older man. Francis looked relieved at the interruption, turning away from his wife [much to her fury] to face Gilbert.
“Yes, Gilbert?” Francis asked, not noticing his wife stomp away to fume at someone else.
“Would you like to be a best man?” Gilbert asked, spotting Antonio with Feliciano and Elizaveta not too far away and making a mental note to ask him too.
“Yes of course,” Francis said, beaming at Gilbert. “Of course, I will have to walk dear Madeline down the aisle first, but I will be one of your best men,” Francis said. He put an arm on Gilbert’s shoulder. “I’m really glad you are the one marrying my daughter,” Francis said in a quieter voice. “I’ve never seen Madeline so happy with anyone before. And I must admit, with Alfred’s demanding personality, Elizabeth and I often forgot about her without even realizing it but you never do, and I thank you for it,” Francis said.
“I’m glad I’m marrying her too,” Gilbert replied softly, glancing over at Madeline again and smiling at the adorable way her nose scrunched as she tilted her head to look at the church’s high ceiling.
***
“We’ll need to plan you a bachelorette party,” Elise teased Madeline as the women made their way out of the church for a spa trip for just the ladies. “I’m thinking strip club?”
Madeline flushed, pushing Elise as they got into her minivan. Even though Elise was technically Madeline’s aunt, the woman was only a few years older and was more like the older sister Madeline never had.
“No strip clubs,” Madeline said, sitting in the shot gun seat. Elise winked at her from the driver’s seat and turned to look at the other women.
“You want to go to a strip club, don’t you?” she asked.
Lili and Angelique flushed; the only ones underage in the group. “Brother wouldn’t like me going,” Lili mumbled awkwardly as the women laughed.
“Maybe there’s a kiddie zone for you two,” Elizaveta teased lightly. “But don’t worry; we won’t drag you to a strip club,” she promised.
“We won’t?” Elise asked as they pulled out of the church and started driving towards the spa.
Madeline rolled her eyes at her aunt, leaning back into her seat and watching the scenery fly by. It still hadn’t registered to her that she was going to get married.
***
Gilbert rubbed his neck awkwardly as he spotted his final potential groomsman standing and talking to Ludwig. This was going to be difficult. But he needed a fifth groomsman and as much as he hated to admit it, Roderich Edelstein was one of his closest friends.
“Yes of course, Elizaveta would love to spend some time with Feliciano again; I remember when he used to live with us...” Roderich was saying when Gilbert approached them.
“What’s up, guys?” Gilbert said cheerfully, grinning at both of them. Roderich peered at Gilbert through his rectangular glasses and frowned.
“What do you want, Gilbert?” Roderich asked wearily.
“Err...I need one more groomsman and since Lizzie is one of Maddie’s bridesmaids I figured you could be a groomsman or something,” Gilbert said awkwardly.
Roderich stared at Gilbert in surprise as Ludwig hid a grin, mirth dancing in his blue eyes. Clearing his throat, Ludwig excused himself to go find Feliciano and left Gilbert and Roderich alone.
“Me?” Roderich asked when he finally recovered from his initial shock.
“Yeah,” Gilbert said, rolling his eyes.
“I’m surprised you’d consider me as a groomsman, Gilbert,” Roderich said, absently adjusting his glasses.
“Yeah well we’ve been friends since we were kids,” Gilbert said, feeling embarrassed and wondering why he even bothered in the first place.
“...you spent your entire time bullying me,” Roderich reminded him flatly. “Up until Elizaveta's and my engagement...thought I don’t think that stopped yo---”
“Well the point is, I consider you one of my closest friends so do you want to be my groomsman or not?” Gilbert snapped. Roderich blinked again.
“You consider me one of your closest friends...? Very well; I’ll be one of your groomsmen,” Roderich said. Gilbert nodded, feeling awkward.
“Right. You’re still a pansy,” Gilbert said quickly before turning on his heel and walking away. Roderich rolled his eyes and grinned.
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