Marianne couldn't be more excited for this day. She had been waiting two years for it. She spun in a little circle in front of her mirror and admired how she looked in her mother's wedding gown as it billowed in the air and gently fell back over her legs. Long, white gloves ran up her arms, and her veil teased over her bare shoulder. Three mechanical birds flew around her head as they adorned white roses among her short brown locks.

"Marianne?" she heard her sister call from outside the room. "Are you finished?"

"Come on in!" Marianne sang. The birds took to their perch as Dawn walked in, carrying a three month old baby in her arms.

"Oh my gosh!" Dawn squealed, "Look at you!" She motioned the baby to Marianne. "Look at your mommy, Helena! Doesn't she look so pretty?" Helena reached blinked up at her aunt. Helena had her mommy's wild brown hair and her daddy's bright blue eyes. She pursed her lips together and spit. The two sisters laughed. Marianne's father walked in, a smile on his face.

"You ready, Marianne?" he asked her, holding his arm out for her. She took it, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Never been more ready," she said confidently. Dawn went ahead to take her seat, and Marianne and her father headed outside to the aisle, with Bog waiting at the end, a look of awe on his face as Marianne came out. She smiled. This was the wedding day she always dreamed of.