//------------------------------// // XVII: The thing at the place // Story: The Flutterheart Diaries // by lilinuyasha //------------------------------// 5-11-12 More advances made in the marriage plans. In case I didn’t mention it, she wants to have her wedding in the Canterlot gardens. I figured she’d want an outdoor wedding, where all the animals could see. She just belongs there, and I’m more than happy to be there with her. Going to have Frederic perform at the wedding. And his small ensemble with Octavia, world-renowned cello player. Other than that, no real major wedding plannings made. Just small things like colors and stuff. I wouldn’t mind an entirely red and black wedding, but white seems to be the commonly accepted shade for these kinds of things. It matched my coat, anyway...but I think the white will look better on Fluttershy. In about 2 months, we shall see how much. 2 months! Trey 6-3-12 1 month. I have to last 1 more month before I will finally be married to the most amazing mare in the world. If only it was that easy. I’m starting to have some second guesses about this whole thing. Did we give it enough time of dating before we decided to get married? It’s not like my love for her has decreased, but it just seems like things are bound to go wrong. Then again, I always think that. There’s just something about being perfectly happy that bothers me. I’ve never had a reason to be perfectly happy. Nor have I been successfully perfectly happy. Yet, Flutterheart makes me...perfectly happy. That worries me a little bit. There’s no such thing as perfection. I’m pretty sure I’m just writing myself into madness, always trying to think of every excuse not to be happy. There’s just something about being happy that scares me. It’s natural to be afraid of the unfamiliar, but why can’t I accept it when I have it? She’s everything I’ve ever wanted, everything that makes me happy anymore. GAH. I hope I don’t become this bipolar during the actual wedding. I might say no to our happiness. Bipolar, Trey 7-10-12 Been a week since the wedding. *** Trey’s alarm jolted him awake. He barely slept much last night but it didn’t matter. Today was a huge day. Today was the day he’d be getting married to the mare he loved so much. He sprung from his bed with unmatched fervor, hurriedly putting on his tuxedo he had specially made by Rarity. She actually made it for him for free, under the pretense that it was too special of a day to charge for. Really, she was just so happy to see Fluttershy happy. It was priceless to her. He dashed out the door, quickly flying off to Canterlot. He was always early, a very punctual pony, and today would be no excuse. *** Trey flew down quickly, stepping inside the groom’s quarters. “Hey. It’s a big day.” said Frederic, flashing him a smile. He adjusted Trey’s tie for him, which got ruffled from the flight, patting him on the back. “Now, if you excuse me, I have some music to play.” he said, winking. He trotted off elsewhere, sheet music in tow. Trey smiled to himself as the sound of a soft, small ensemble played, the cello proclaiming its glory to the crowd. *** “You look absolutely fabulous, Darling!” “Oh...I don’t know...” “Fluttershy, you look great! Just go out there and have fun. This is YOUR day.” “I guess so...” “Fluttershy, I reckon you’re nervous.That’s natural. This day only comes once, really. So go out there and make the most of it.” “But...there’s a lot of ponies out there...” “Yeah, but only one of them out there matters today.” “Oh...yes, that makes sense.” “And the sooner you do this, the sooner we can get some cake!” Fluttershy giggled a little bit. “Thanks for the encouragement, everypony...I needed it.” “We’re always here for ya Sugarcube.” “GROUP HUG!!!” shouted Pinkie, enveloping all of them tightly. “You’re just the bestest friends anypony could ask for.” said Fluttershy, smiling. “Now...I guess I should put the dress on, huh?” *** Trey stood near the altar with his best colt, an old Friend from Canterlot he’d kept up with for years. Frederic sat by the piano, waiting for the signal to start the processional music. “Are you nervous?” whispered his friend. “A little.” said Trey, trying to muster his strength. His legs felt like jelly, and he was shaking trying to stand up properly. His breath was short and rapid. The last time he remembered feeling like this was the day he first kissed Fluttershy. “You’re going to be fine. Just go with the flow. Remember, you only do this once. Make it count.” “Yeah...you’re right. Thanks.” “Anytime, stallion.” “You think everything’s going to be fine?” “Stop worrying.” he said, shortly before the processional music started. “And we’re about to find out.” he added, smiling at Trey. Trey sighed, awaiting the entrance of his beautiful bride. The bridesmaids entered first, all of her best friends from Ponyville. Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie (Who seemed to have a bit of trouble not bouncing about like she was so accustom to). They took their proper places as the ring bearer, one of Trey’s friend’s children, trotted down the aisle with Applebloom, who played the flower girl. And, of course, Fluttershy. She trotted down the aisle accompanied by her father, who helped her along. Fluttershy was trembling as much as he was, and on more than one occasion nearly stopped, trying to go in reverse. As she reached the end of the aisle, her father encouraged her forward, and she timidly stepped up to the altar, slowly, trying to smile at Trey. Trey tried to smile back at her, as they both tried to reassure each other that things would be fine. "Trey, are you ready to enter into this marriage with Fluttershy, believing the love you share and your faith in each other will endure all things?" “I do. Er...I am. Uh...yes. Yeah.” he said, trying to shut himself up before it got any worse. "Fluttershy, are you ready to enter into this marriage with Trey, believing the love you share and your faith in each other will endure all things?" “Um...yes.” “Trey, do you take Fluttershy to be your wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in holy matrimony? Do you promise to love her, to honor and cherish her, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to be to her in all things a good and faithful husband as long as you both shall live?” “I am. Do. I do.” “Fluttershy, do you take Trey to be your wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in holy matrimony? Do you promise to love him, to honor and cherish him, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to be to him in all things a good and faithful wife as long as you both shall live?” “I do.” she said, a little more confidently than he did. "It is an equine custom to exchange wedding bands as a symbol of love. As the bands have no end so your love should have no end. As the bands are made of gold symbolizing purity, so should your marriage have purity. As often as either of you see them, you will be reminded of this moment and the endless love you promised." "Trey, what token do you give that you will perform your vows?" Trey fumbled over himself, nearly dropping the band before holding on to it tight. "Fluttershy, do you receive this band in token of the same?" "I do." she said, smiling. She was gaining more confidence, simply by focusing on Trey. Trey then clasped the wedding band around Fluttershy’s neck. "Fluttershy, this band I give to you in token and pledge of my constant faith and abiding love." "Fluttershy, what token do you give that you will perform your vows?" Fluttershy calmly pulled out her band, smiling at him. "Trey, do you receive this band in token of the same?" "I yes." Trey said, as a silent ‘DAMMIT’ shouted in his head. Fluttershy then clasped the band around Trey’s neck, the smell of her mane surrounding Trey in a calming aura. "Trey, this band I give to you in token and pledge of my constant faith and abiding love." "What therefore God hath joined together, let nopony put asunder. For as much as Trey and Fluttershy have consented together in holy matrimony, and have witnessed the same before God and this company and have pledged their love and loyalty to each other, and have declared the same by the joining and the giving of bands, I, therefore, by the authority of the state, pronounce that they are husband and wife, in the name of the Lord. You may now kiss the bride.” Cheers erupted as Trey and Fluttershy passionately kissed each other, both of them trembling from excitement, happiness, and, well...love. Trey pulled away, looking deep into Fluttershy’s eyes. “I love you, Flutterheart.” “I love you too, Trey.” *** 7-10-12 Been a week since the wedding. I thought it went over well. I was nervous as hell though. I think I managed to say the wrong lines quite a few times. I nearly dropped the ring, and, well...bleh. But we’re married now, and that’s what matters. I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with her. The reception went over well. Pinkie managed to eat half the cake right after she made sure Fluttershy and I got a piece. There was a lot of cake, too. Not sure if everypony got a piece. But, Pinkie is Pinkie. She means no harm. The next thing up is our honeymoon. Probably should have had it already, but I decided to save up a little bit and take a later honeymoon. She told me she doesn’t want one, but I’m going to surprise her. We’re going to spend a few days in Manehattan, shortly before we embark on a short 5 day cruise or so. I think it’ll be fun. I’ll break the news to her tomorrow. Here’s hoping she likes it. The only thing that’s bothering me now is the whole sex thing. We’ve put it off because of mutual agreements. I’ve already talked to her about my desire to be a father, though. She wants to be a mother, too. This is something we’re going to have a difficult time overcoming. Maybe during the honeymoon. As far as I know, it’s better to act and not think where this is concerned, but I can’t help it. I love her too much, and sex just seems to invasive. Painful, even. I’m just afraid things will turn out like they did with Fleur, breaking up two weeks later. We’re married, I know, so I’m exaggerating the danger, but still. Regardless, I’m going to wait for her to make the decision and give me the green light, so to speak. I’ll worry about that later and update you. Hoping for the fears to dissipate, Trey