Chapter 2.4: Love Boat

a (1)

“Okay. Who’s going to tell dad to take that stupid sailor hat off?”

“Persephone, aren’t there more important things to worry about? Take a chill pill, sista.”

Surprisingly, I calmly stared at my reflection in the mirror, as the ongoing sound of the Darling sisters bickering in the background filled the room.

a (2)

“Just let the man wear the hat. I don’t see any harm in it!” I grinned.

Before Persephone had the chance to argue back, three sudden knocks on the door silenced the room immediately.

“Who is it?” Gwendolyn yelled, obviously annoyed.

“It’s me. I need to talk to the bride.” replied the voice.

We all froze for a moment as our minds were simultaneously attempting to identify the voice.

“Oh, Brandt.” Kizzie said.

Gwendolyn made her way to the door hastily. “Kinda busy here, can’t this wait?”

“No, I need to talk to Kirsten. Alone.”

a (3)

“Yeesh. Okay, don’t get your big girl panties in a bunch!” Gwendolyn said.


Brandt assertively made his way into the room, making eye contact with each bridesmaid, as if to tell them to leave with only his eyes.

I turned my stool around to face him as he pulled up another chair in front of me.

“So I’m not really good with all this mushy stuff, you know that. I just…. Sy and I grew up together, ya know? He’s like a brother to me.”

I nodded slowly, as he continued.

“What I’m tryin’ to get at here is… He really loves you, and I know he’s finally with the right one, so…. Be good to him, okay?”

I gently smiled, “mhm, thanks Brandt.”


“And uh.. you look.. cool.”

A gush of air forced its way passed my lips and I tried to contain my laughter, “Ha, cool? Thanks Brandt.”

“Yep. So do we… Like hug now or whatever?”

Although his attempt to make things lighthearted only made it that much more awkward, I still found his effort very amusing.

“I mean, we can…”

b (1)

I then encountered one of the most awkward, uncomfortable hug of both lives. Still, I got what he was saying, and it meant a lot to me. As long as I’ve known Brandt, he’s never paid me much attention, so that was nice.

b (2)

I found my self alone in the dressing room, as I finally began to feel a bit of anxiety. My urge to call Seymour, just to find comfort in his voice, began to grow stronger by the second. However, doing so would be pointless, as we have no reception in the basement of the boat.

So instead, I watch the clock on my phone and waited for each minute to pass by with anticipation.

b (3)

I jumped slightly when Kizzie, my maid of honor, barged into the room.

Obviously stressed, she took a deep breath.

“So the wedding is supposed to start like now, and Seymour says he’s not ready.” She said.

b (4)

“What the hell do you mean he’s not ready?”

Kizzie shrugged her shoulders dramatically.

b (5)

“Oh god. What to do.”

Kizzie began to rush me with a hand gesture, pressuring me for a solution.

c (1)

“Okay okay. I’ll go talk to him!”

c (2)

I ran through the hallway towards Seymour’s dressing room, where a group of the wedding party accumulated in front of his door.

“Out of the way, let me talk to him!” I shouted.

c (3)

Just as I was about to knock, I heard clapping behind me. Something this out of place could only come from one person, Gwendolyn.

“Yay! Kirsten’s about to put her whole wedding in jeopardy, and perhaps her future! Yay!” She exclaimed, sarcastically.

I froze in my tracks, as a wave of anger washed over me.

“What are you talking about Gwendolyn…” I grumbled.

c (4)

“Well… It’s bad luck for the groom to see his bride before the wedding.”

As much as I didn’t want to buy into her silly superstitions, on the other hand, I didn’t want to risk it.

c (5)

My mind began to race as I watched Gwendolyn search the room.

“Pers. Remember mom used to say the groom can’t see the bride before marriage?” She asked, as if to confirm her little rule.

“Yeah.” Persephone said, obviously distracted by something else.

c (6)

amidst the chaos that surrounded me, an idea struck!

c (7)

I ran back to my dressing room and dropped to the floor in front of the vent, knowing that Seymour’s room is parallel to this one.

“Sy! Seymour!” I whispered roughly. I didn’t want the bridesmaids to hear, as they’d throw a fit for me being on the floor in my dress.

c (8)

“Kirsten? Is that you? What are you doing?”


“Sy honey, the wedding is supposed to be starting now, why are you not ready?”

“I don’t know Kirs, just freaking out about some things.”

“Like what? You think I won’t go through with it or something?”

“No no, I trust you too much to worry about that. It’s just that note my mother left. I don’t know if I’m ready to read it today.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, that it wasn’t something I did.

e (1)

“Oh honey, it’s going to be okay. It’s just a letter. I’ll be here for you every step of the way okay? But if it helps any, we can open it on our honeymoon, yeah?”


“Okay babe, that sounds good. I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, okay? I love you.”

“Love you too Sy.”

“Let’s get married now.”

e (2)

I sat in my dressing room once again, waiting for the sound of the fog horn, which was my queue to make my grand entrance. Above me right now, was the beginning of my wedding.

e (3)

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f (3)

f (1)

f (4)

“You look like a princess, babydoll.” My dad whispered, escorting me to the arch.

I held back tears as hard as I could, afraid to face my fiancee.

f (6)

I looked forward just in time to see his reaction. Our eyes met, and the tears began to spill, for both of us.

f (5)

f (7)

f (8)

f (9)

“She’s all yours now, son.” My dad whispered, handing me over to my groom.

f (10)

We were  both sobbing happily as we said our vows and exchanged our rings just as the sun went down.

f (11)

f (13)

And sealed with a kiss, we were the new Mr. and Mrs. Darling.

f (14)

f (15)

f (16)

We set the night off with our first dance as husband and wife. The only way imaginable  to describe the night, was magical.

f (17)

Erik was beaming with pride and joy as he steered the boat up the river.

f (19)

I had the coziest feeling in my heart as the guests paired off with one another to join us in our first dance.

f (20)

f (18)

I then focused my attention on Barry and Gwendolyn. Although this would make me feel uneasy any other night, I couldn’t avoid the undeniable happiness in their contagious smiles, as they danced the night away.

f (21)

Seymour finally properly introduced me to the notorious Crumplebottom Sisters! Although I tried my best to contain my excitement, I was bursting at the seams. I felt almost starstruck to be in the presence of such great and powerful witches.

This entire family would be non-existent if it weren’t for them, which was so hard to wrap my head around.

f (22)

“By the way, it’s probably a good thing that you’re waiting to read that letter, Seymour. It contains some very important matters in there.” Bianca explained, as the other two nodded in agreement.

After the initial shock, that they knew about our vent conversation, I rubbed the small of Seymour’s back, to comfort him.

f (23)

As the night progressed, each guest got their moment with us to congratulate us, including Seymour’s Cousin from Sunset Valley, Mortimer, along with his beautiful wife, Bella, and adorable daughter, Cassandra.

f (25)

f (26)

I couldn’t be happier as the ship sailed into the night.

As the night bloomed into early morning hours, it was time to unload the guests at the port. Erik was more than happy to take care of that, as he let us out near the shore.

My new husband and I, were sent off into a charming swan boat, where we would float to the shore, and then be off to our honeymoon in Isla Paradiso!


20 thoughts on “Chapter 2.4: Love Boat

  1. I loved this EP Momo! The wedding is just perfect with the boat and the ending waiting for the letter and their honeymoon! Will they try for a baby? What’s in the letter? OMG I CAN’T WAIT! 😀


  2. Awe what a sweet wedding! I had forgotten about the letter and I thought Sy had cold feet for a minute!

    Very beautiful, Momo, good job (:


    • I know right? Gwendy has her eyes, and Persy basically has the rest of Aggy’s face. But if you notice, Persy and Gwendy got the same hairstyle as their mother when she first married, and Seymour got Erik’s ❤


  3. Just so lovely! This is so great you put a lot of work into it and I can tell. Great chapter and I can`t wait for their honeymoon! P.S Love what you did with the boat! 🙂


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