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First Floor Lobby [Sunday evening]

Rory was in the lobby with as many pillowcases as she could find, and was wearing her bestest party dress. It was BLUE. She had pink tights on, too, and pretty yellow ribbons in her hair.

She was attempting to fasten a pillowcase to her head with bobbypins. Because all brides need a veil.

A sign that she had carefully made and stuck up as high as she could reach - so yes, about three feet up - on the wall read, GET MAREED HEEERE.

Vladdie was bouncing around, so VERY excited. Weetiny people! Eeee!

She had also raided her own stash of goodies, and there was a cake made of Hostess products piled up. It would have to do.

[ooc: Because seriously, how many little kids would love to play pretend wedding? ~~And yes, I'm OCD threading this. Hang on~~ okay, we're good, omg!]

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"Very well. Do you have any vows you'd like to say to Miss Gilmore?"

Rory shyly batted her eyes at Anakin.

Anakin looked at their linked hands, then blurted, "I promise to make sure you always have coffee and books and cookies and to help you up when you fall down and to give you rides in my podracer as long as you don't touch anything."

"Those sound like very good vows." Fraser looks at Rory. "And your vows, Miss Gilmore?"

Rory bounced a little, and looked up at Anakin.

"I promise t'read you stories an' not make fun of your hair 'cause I think it's neat anyways, an' to not touch anything in the podracer an' to always share my candy an' to let you cuddle Vladdie sometimes," she said seriously.

Fraser nods. "Those are good vows as well. All right. Mr. Skywalker, do you take Miss Gilmore to be your wife?"

Anakin nodded. "But it's a secret," he whispered. "Because I'm a Jedi and we're not supposed to do this."

"Understandable. There's been another secret wedding already." Fraser turns to Rory. "Do you, Miss Gilmore, take Mr. Skywalker to be your secret husband?"

Rory nodded. "Issa sekrit," she said seriously. "I'm good at sekrits."

"I bet you are." I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now hug each other."

Rory held up her wee little arms, because she was very tiny and could only hug around Anakin's waist.

And that's not how grownup married peoples hug.

Anakin crouched down to give Rory a hug and a slightly muddy kiss on the cheek.

"Now what?" he asked Fraser.

Rory blushed, pressing a hand to her cheek and bouncing again with a giggle.

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