Nikki's POV:

We had given Jef some food from the snack table. Hopefully the rest of the chocolate covered strawberries would hold him off till later in the wedding. I was currently standing on the left of the altar, Goods groomsmen standing on the right. Good was already on the altar, waiting patiently.

People sat in the chairs in front of the altar. They were all full of joy and excitement. Mrs. Ahmed sat in the left front row. Mrs. Ahmed had a big smile painted on her face. Ruffles, Jef's dog, and Stormy, Goods dog, sat on the grass, behind all of the rows of people.

Ruffles had on a tuxedo and Stormy had on a purple skirt. Ruffles was a Labradoodle dog. He was a big dog with white, fluffy fur. Stormy, on the other hand, was a pitbull. Stormy had gray fur with a white muzzle and paws. It was Ant's idea to have Ruffles and Stormy as the Ring Bearers.

They had been trained for this very moment for a few months now. They each had a little basket in front of them, made from twine. In each basket was a ring. Ruffles carried Jef's wedding ring and Stormy carried Goods. One of the servants held them on a leash, just in case they tried to run around. The servant would let the leash go when the dogs were going to trot over to the altar and deliver the rings.

I and Puffy both held a bouquet of flowers in our hands. Someone was playing the piano in the back. A little girl then skipped down the aisle, a basket in her hands. She sprinkled Cayenne Nile rose petals along the grass. "Aw! Her outfit is so cute!" I heard Mrs. Ahmed say. I smiled.

She skipped along, throwing petals. Once the girl had gotten to the altar, she stopped throwing petals and stood next to me and Puffy.

Suddenly, it went silent. That was when I saw Jef. His arms were locked with his fathers as he walked down the aisle. He looked excited and nervous at the same time. I looked over to Good who was smiling. He almost looked as if he was about to laugh. It was probably the dress. I giggled.

When Jef had gotten to the altar, he turned to face Good. Good turned to him too, the two interlocking hands. Jef's dad had sat down next to Mrs. Ahmed who seemed full of joy.

The Priest then began. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here on this glorious day to witness the union of Good Noveschosch and Jef Ahmed."

"Please repeat after me," he said to Good. "I, Good Noveschosch." "I, Good Noveschosch." "Take you, Jef Ahmed, to have and to hold." Good copied. Jef then spoke. "For better or for worse." Good added on. "For richer, for poorer." "In sickness, and in health." "To love." "To cherish."

"Good Noveschosch, do you take Jef Ahmed as your loftly wedded husband?" "I do." "And do you, Jef Ahmed, take Good Noveschosch as your loftly wedded husband?" "I do."

"Ruffles, Stormy! The rings," he called. Jef slipped his engagement ring off of his right hand and onto his left. The servant let go of the leash, Ruffles and Stormy picking up their twine baskets with their jaws. They trotted over towards the altar, their tails wagging happily behind them.

Jef giggled, Good smiling. The citizens that sat in the chairs in front of us all awed and clapped. Who couldn't? The dogs were so very cute! Good crouched down in front of them, grabbed the baskets. He set them on the altar, petting the dogs. He then picked the baskets back up, standing up again. Ruffles and Stormy walked to the left, sitting in front of Jack, Ant, and Velvet.

Good took the rings out of the basket, handing them to the Priest who set the baskets off to the side. Good handed Jef his ring. Now, Good held Jef's ring and Jef held Good's ring. Together, the two slipped on the rings on each other's right ring fingers.

"I pronounce that they are husband and husband, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. You may now kiss."

With that, Good moved his hands from Jefs, putting them around his waist. Jef put his hands around Good's neck, the two's lips connecting. Me and the others clapped, the people sitting in the chairs standing up. You could hear cheers from the crowd.

When Good and Jef parted, they looked at each other with bliss. Jef then buried his head in the crook of Goods neck, Good copying Jef's actions. The rest of the wedding was filled with love and joy. This was a moment neither Jef or Good would ever forget.

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