Nikki's POV:

"I hate you, guys," Jef playfully said. "Aw, but Jef, you look cute in it!" I say. "Right, Puffy?" "Yup!" Puffy said. Today was the day of Jef and Good's wedding. Puffy and I were helping Jef's bridesmaids and Jack, Ant, and Velvet were Good's groomsmen.

I giggled, looking at Jef. We had made him wear a dress. Usually, there are more than two bridesmaids, but Jef had only requested two. He wanted people he knew to help him. Jef knew Puffy and I, so he chose us. Good also wanted people he knew, so he had chosen Jack, Ant, and Velvet.

Jef had on a white wedding dress with small orange jewels along the waistline. His shoulders were exposed since the sleeves to the dress were just below his shoulders. The tail of the wedding dress wasn't excessively long but it wasn't super short either. It was just right. It also had designs made with the small orange jewels at the bottom of the dress. It had similar designs on the chest area of the dress, too.

The dress really complemented his orange accents. The dress had been made specifically for Jef since he has wings, of course. There was also a little hole at the back of the waistline for Jef's tail to pop out of.

"I look like a girl," Jef said. "No you don't, Jef. Some men wear dresses too. There's nothing to be ashamed of," I assured him. "Plus, you look good in it! Good's gonna love it, don't worry," I added.

"I guess you're right," Jef said. "It is kind of comfortable too . . ." "See!" I say. Jef looked at me before smiling. I smiled back. "What's next? Are you guys going to put makeup on me too?" Jef laughed. I looked at Puffy and she looked at me.

"That's a great idea, Jef! How about some bright red lipstick?" I suggested. "What! No! Wait! I don't want makeup! Especially not the bright red lipstick!" Jef exclaimed. I giggled. "Don't worry, Jef. I was only teasing."

"I'm hungry," Jef said. "Puffy, can you go get him some food from the snack table real quick?" I ask. Puffy nodded, leaving the room. I sighed. "Alright, Jef, let's do your hair now. It looks kind of messy," I say. "Hey! It's not messy! It's just fluffy!" Jef proclaimed. "Whatever you say . . ."

When I was fixing up Jef's hair, I noticed Puffy hadn't come back yet. It's been 10 minutes! "I'll be right back, Jef. Puffy is taking quite a long time to get your food!" I say. "Okay," Jef replied.

With that, I left the room. I walked down the hall, my heels clinking against the marble floors. That was when I saw Puffy at the snack table. "Puffy!" I called out. "What are you doing!?" Puffy looked up at me. She had chocolate covered lips and held a chocolate covered strawberry. She dropped the strawberry back into the plate with the other chocolate covered strawberries, quickly wiping her lips with her arm.

"I said bring Jef some food, not eat all of the food!" I say, laughing at the end. "You can't blame me! It all looks so good!" Puffy exclaimed. I slapped my hand on my forehead, facepalming. "Let's just get this food to Jef . . ."

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