Ian and Kitty's Wedding

Molly started to cry at how happy Kitty looked. She left a soft sigh slide out. She covered her mouth as she felt a whimper comiing up. She looked at ehr cats who sat there purring. Molly kinda sniffed a bit at how good they looked together. Molly rubbed the loose flying ends of her hair down.

Ian lean towards Kitty and she closed her eyes embracing herself for the kiss. Gently his lips touched her own and her lips touched his. It was weird kissing him publically like this, but for some odd reason it felt so good too. She may have not had family beforehand, but now she did and she never thought it'd make her this happy. She had someone that'd worried for her, someone that wanted her, someone that loved her, someone that she needed to feel whole now.

Love.

It was like magic in a way, but not exactly like fairytales. Now everyone knew that Ian loved her and she loved Ian. She liked it that way.

Ian released himself from the kiss and smiled at Kitty devilishly. He scooped her up in his arms so he was holding her like a princess. "Now, onwards to the reception, where Kitty and I will sing a beautiful duet!" Ian called out to the audience. He didn't know who made up that stupid rumor, but why not tickle everyone's fancy make it come true?

"You're joking right?" Kitty said stubbornly. She wasn't a singer, not one bit of musical talent was in her veins. She'd probably mess up on the first note. Not that Kitty hated music or anything, no not at all. Listening to music was fun to her, just not singing--even in the shower. How in the world did Ian even come up with the duet idea? Knowing him he'd probably protest and make her look bad in public if she refused, so she was doomed to the duet. If he didn't have her wrapped around his finger she'd probably would be able to tell him no.

"Haha, i'm no singer, either. But hey, something to tell the kids someday, right? Anyway, let's get the the reception, it's party time, and I want to dance with my wife." The word wife was something he never thought he'd say, at least, not for a long time.

"Kids?" Kitty said surprised by the word. He was already thinking about that already. Kitty didn't think she could be the mother of children at all. She didn't have memories of her own. Later she'd have to talk with Ian about the subject so they'd be on the same page about the topic. Now she had to worry about the whole singing thing. Hopefully no one's ears would bleed.

"Very well," Kitty sighed. "Let's go, my husband."

Molly kinda jumped up and clapped. "HURRAY FOR THE NEW COUPLE!" She clapped and cheered. Then when she noticed everyone was silent she slowed down the clapping then just stoped. "He heh...sorry!" She kinda laughed it off then sat back down.

Genna smiled. She wasn't a person that literally cried at every wedding. It just made it look weird. But Molly next to her cried. It was normal or people to cry. But she turned her eyes back to the newly married couple and then Ian picked her up. She giggled silently, poor kitty.

Wait what? A duet? Genna was never a singer at all. She didn't even dare herself to sing. Well she could hum and say 'la~' but that's it, she's not singing a real song. But it was only the couple singing. if someone caught her singing, the world would blow up. The last time she sang was when she was five. Fifteen years ago. Her sister said her voice was beautiful. Heck no. But anyways she clapped for the couple and smiled cheerfully.

She looked at Molly jumped up and yelled, "HURRAY FOR THE NEW COUPLE,". Genna almost yelped in surprised, and quickly stole a glance from Grace. Phew. She was still sleeping in Wess's arms. There was awkwardness in the crowd but then she broke the silence of clapping then some people tagged along.

"Saved ya right there,"

She whispered to Molly.

Molly leaned towards Genna. "Thanks boss!" She whispered. She looked at the newly wed couple with great joy. She couldnt help but let her cats lick the tears off her face. She stared at them with great jaddmieration, and jealousy. Molly had always wanted to get married but no one has really ever felt for her the way she felt for them.