Mae Vinjagga, better known as 'Auntie Mae', stood
outside Una Bombard Smilin Shrine where a handful of
HoloNet reporters had gathered to eat out of her hands.
She had recently become very inspired by Gungan culture,
opened the shrine, as well as the hotel directly across
the street. She wanted her latest business to flourish
and so, she decided she would ride on the back of the
House of Rodney once more. Claudius and Sierra Rodney
had not won the sweepstakes by luck, but by choice. The
stout woman grinned into the holocams. "Yes, yes, you
may come in. This event is to be broadcasted on my
channel for *all* to see. Catch my best angle, will
you!?" The woman posed. She appeared exactly as she did
on her logo. She was timeless. She'd been selling ice
cream for decades. Her fame was recent ... and she liked
it. "Oh! Oh!" She cried out, pointing towards the Rodney
family as they arrived. "Here are the winners now!" She
seemed to float toward them. "Milord, milady, what an
honor!" She exclaimed. Her eyes quickly moved from
Claudius to Sierra. "Goodness! Who are you wearing,
dear? Look at that stomach!" She reached out and touched
Sierra's baby belly. "This calls for a new flavor! What
do you think? A carton of ice cream with *two* different
flavors inside of it. We'll call it... 'Fraternal
Fiasco'. You'll never know what two flavors you're
How the family made it from the hotel to the shrine
was questionable. How they did it without bringing Nea
with them was even more surprising. Sierra Rodney really
was worried that the felinx would make it on the menu.
The sight of the HoloNet news reporters was enough to
make Sierra tense. Her recent scandal with the King of
Skor II was still fresh. She didn't want anymore
negative publicity, though there was nothing negative
going on here. She flushed bright red as Auntie Mae
pointed out her baby bump and touched her without
missing a beat. The woman came up with successful ice
cream flavors on the fly and thus, her twins were
exploited by the ice cream mastermind for the first
time. "Um." She inched backwards away from Auntie Mae's
The hour of Claudius and Sierra's second wedding had
come, but with it came the promise of a slew of Gungan
complications. *Of course* Auntie Mae was there was
oodles of HoloNet coverage that was bound to increase
her profits at their expense. They were going to be
subjected to *another* flavor as her ice cream business
became second only to the Empire in terms of power. He
did not like when she reached out to touch his pregnant
wife, but with all the recording devices present he
opted not to swat her hand away. He reached out to place
a hand reassuringly on the small of Sierra's back as he
shifted his attention to Auntie Mae. "Shall we," he
said, diplomatically to Auntie Mae, before proceeding
into the shrine.
The feeling of his hand on her back redirected
Sierra's attention to her husband. She had no idea why
people felt the need to touch pregnant women's stomachs.
It had happened when she was pregnant with Bruce as
well. Perhaps she needed a Gungan bubble shield as well
to keep strangers away from her. Auntie Mae stepped back
and allowed them entrance into the shrine. She could
hear the woman ranting and raving as they left her
behind. Sierra got the impression that they'd be seeing
her again. She noted that Auntie Mae had a reporter
specially tagged on Drusilla, which did *not* please
her. Drusilla didn't have a flavor named after her yet.
Sierra wanted it to remain that way for as long as
Much to her surprise, Una Bombard Smilin Shrine was
not trashy on the inside. The first room they entered
was a large waiting room. There were three stained glass
windows before them. They each depicted a scenery that
you could choose from. Sierra eyed the Lake Paonga
stained glass. It was the location that they had chosen.
There were Gungans running around like they had their
heads chopped off. She carefully leaned into Claudius.
"I wonder which one is Doo Doo Fast." She whispered. The
tone of her voice said she was holding back her
Instead, it wasn't Doo Doo Fast who approached them
but an adult female Gungan. She was holding a datapad
with all of the information Sierra had provided in
advance. "Hidoe! Mesa greetings!" She said politely.
"Mesa Tee Phee." She said in introduction of herself. "Yousa
bery welcome at Una Bombard Smilin Shrine. Auntie Mae
tells usa all 'bout yousa." She said as she waved her
hand to prompt the family to follow her. The Gungan
headed towards the Lake Paonga mural. As she neared it,
the mural slid to the side and revealed another room
alike to the first: *another* waiting room. "Yous ready
to be wed?" She asked the couple.
Callista Nilar took that moment to present herself.
She bounced out from behind her uncle. "Hi hi!" She
smiled at the woman. "I'm a ambas... ambassa....
Ambrassadoor!" She said, failing to identify that she
was the ambassador to Skor II. Now she was speaking for
Claudius and Sierra. "They're ready! Let's marry them!"
She squeaked. She, Melickielickie, and Ewwiekewwieikkie
had picked the flowers from the hotel's many gardens.
What hadn't been eaten by the Squibs remained in
Callista's basket. "I'm the flower girl." She told Tee
Ewwiekewwieikkie came running behind Claudius and
Sierra to see the 'ice cream lady'. "You the lady on the
box!" she declared, as she worshiped at the feet of
Auntie Mae. "Melickielickie, look!" she shouted, before
she began attempting to lick Auntie Mae to determine if
she was made of ice cream. "Blech," she said, when she
realized she just tasted like an old lady. "No. No lick,
Melickielickie," she warned her adopted sister, as she
had taken one for the team there. "Where's the ice
cream?" she asked, as to her this was more a dessert
buffet than a wedding.
Lady Drusilla Rodney was sashaying across to the
shrine, making sure to adjust her wrist so that the
light reflected from the jewels on her new bracelet
would shine in the eyes of the HoloNet reporters to get
their attention. Eventually the reporters did see her,
and adjusted the direction of their cameras, while she
began posing for them. Today, like all days, was about
her ... at least in her own mind.
Lady Jelena Rodney was dressed in the uniform of an
Imperial Stormtrooper that she had found within the
shuttle that her parents had taken to Pavo Prime. As
much as she wanted to dress for the occasion, she had to
agree that if her presence was made known it would
endanger everyone. No one was more happy about that than
her younger sister, Drusilla, who was officially the
eldest daughter present. She could not help but roll her
eyes at the display of her sisters Drusilla and
Melickielickie stood before Auntie Mae. "Hmmm..." She
scratched at her chin. This lady was the lady on the ice
cream. Her logo also appeared before Rainbow Rancor. "Is
really ice cream lady?" She made ice cream ... was she
made of ice cream? Melickielickie began to drool. "Ice
cream..." She stepped closer to Auntie Mae. It was her
elder sister that took the first lick. By her response,
Melickielickie immediately stopped drooling. "Ewno. No
want people! No eat people!" She clung to her sister.
"You make Rainbow Rancor? You make ice cream? Me wanna
be you! We make candeee shop, Ewwie?" She couldn't be
the ice cream lady. She needed to be the candy Squib.
"What are you doing!?" Mae shrieked at
Ewwiekewwieikkie and the smaller Squib. "Ahhh! She
licked me!" Auntie Mae told the HoloNet reporters. She
stepped back nervously from the littler one. "The ice
cream comes *after* the ceremony. There's a big ice
cream cake. I think your parents will enjoy the personal
touch I've added!" She chuckled to herself. She loved
using the House of Rodney to make credits. She also
couldn't resist torturing them. Marcus Rodney had
learned to accept that she was going to run rampant in
their lives. It was the older of the brothers who still
fought against it. His life was admittedly cleaner than
Marcus'. It wasn't so easy to get under his skin. Today
was going to be memorable ... for all the wrong reasons.
Tee Phee showed Sierra to the Bride's Room. "Yousa
wait in dere. When wesa ready, wesa come get yous. Yous
go too, little girl." She referred to Callista. It
seemed the rest of the family was all in various areas
of the shrine. It was Tee who went to gather the other
"*Drusilla*! *My love*!" Prince Pollix Drayen had
received an invitation from Auntie Mae about the
wedding. He was under the impression that Sierra and
Claudius had extended the invite to him as a means of
welcoming him into their family. He was happy to be
present for such an event, and dressed in his best royal
garments. He had arrived three hours early in
anticipation of seeing Drusilla. Now that she had
arrived, he rushed towards her excitedly. Before he
reached her, he paused and shoved his hand into his
pocket. Pollix was already well trained. He knew that
every event warranted a gift for Drusilla. "I miss you,
Drusilla. I saw these earrings and I thought they were
fit for a queen." He opened the box and offered it to
her. "A queen like *you*." The reporters were eating up
the interaction between Pollix and Drusilla. The
earrings inside the box were ridiculously bedazzled with
rare diamonds. He smiled at her. In his mind, he had
accepted the olive branch from his future in-laws.
Of all the things Auntie Mae could have done to get
under Claudius' skin inviting his prospective son-in-law
was perhaps the most effective. He looked at the boy,
his hands instinctively curling into fists, his
breathing becoming labored, and his cheeks flushing red
from his elevated heart rate. Before he did anything,
however, he looked to all of the reporters and
remembered his wife and what this day meant to her. He
gave the slightest of motions of his head in a forced
nod to Pollix, before moving towards the refreshment
area. Looking for something non-alcoholic he moved
towards the punch bowl, but it was Prince Pollix Punch
... of course. "Argh!" he groaned, as he took a glass of
cold water instead and moved through the shrine to
occupy his mind.
"Pollix?" Drusilla exclaimed in shock and disbelief,
before raising her hand up to ensure her hair was still
perfectly coiffed. "What are *you* doing here?" she
asked, as she quickly moved away from her family to
greet her adoring Prince. She gasped when she saw the
earrings, holding them up in a way that caused them to
shine beautifully for the cameras. "You're so
thoughtful," she said, before turning them both so that
the cameras would focus on what she considered her best
side. When everything was right she raised up on her
toes and placed a kiss upon his cheek. "Thank you. I
love them. They're perfect," she said, as she settled
back down and turned her face back towards the cameras,
A familiar voice derailed Sierra from going into the
Bride's Room. As she turned, the voice clicked: Prince
Pollix. She could feel her body quickly becoming
uncomfortably warm as she moved into overprotective
mother mode. She made her way to Drusilla quickly. The
case of tunnel vision that Sierra was currently
experiencing was so severe that she bumped into a
reporter on the way to Drusilla. "S-Sorry.." She
mumbled. Soon, she came to linger behind her daughter
with a look only an menacing ISB officer could produce.
However, Sierra lost her scary points when she realized
Drusilla was *taller* than her thanks to the heels that
she wore. "What *are* you doing here?" Sierra repeated
as she clutched her son in her arms. Bruce stared on to
the situation. He was blissfully unaware of what was
going on. She turned a whole new shade of red when
Drusilla put fuel to the boy's fire by kissing his
cheek. The holocams, of course, were eating it up. The
Drayen family was impatiently waiting for their son to
settle down. Until Drusilla, he had showed an interest
in no one.
Prince Pollix' silly grin grew wider and wider ...
until his future mother-in-law arrived on the scene.
Even then, he felt very confident that the winds had
changed with the Rodney family. "M-Milady. I received an
invitation from *you*." He said, reaching into a pocket
within the suit jacket he wore. He produced a small
datapad which he then transferred to Sierra to prove
himself an invited guest. His grin instantly came back
when Drusilla accepted his gift and gave him a gift of
his own. "Lady Drusilla!" He, too, was blushing. He took
her hands in his and happily put on a show for the
reporters. "I'm so glad you like them. I've been
thinking about you a lot, milady." He started inching
away from Sierra while still holding onto Drusilla. "My
mother has been asking about you. Will you come visit me
on Onderon soon?" He asked her quietly as to not be
Sierra reviewed the information on the datapad. It
looked *exactly* as if she had sent the invitation.
Glancing up from the datapad, she caught Auntie Mae
snickering at the holocams. *She* had something to do
with this. Feeling furious, she made her way to the
refreshment corner where she found her husband. "You
hold him, I punch him?" She suggested as she had many
Claudius was trying to put as much distance between
himself and Pollix to avoid an 'incident' but when he
turned the corner he suddenly wished he was face-to-face
with Pollix instead of what he saw. Unfortunately the
caterer had created a cheese sculpture of himself and
Sierra for the guests to devour. It was one of the most
frightening things he had ever seen. He could only hope
the girls did not like cheese. He surely would never eat
it again. He turned around just as Sierra arrived with
the plot to jump Pollix. "No, my love," he said, as he
lowered his face and placed a kiss upon her to calm
himself. "Giving in to that will only humiliate me on
the HoloNet ... again," he said, as the kiss broke and
smiled down at her. "This is our day," he said to her,
as he smiled down at her lovingly.
The terrible cheese statues came second to Sierra.
She thought it was important for them to construct a
plan of attack. "What the what!" As much as she liked
cheese, Sierra wouldn't be indulging herself. "Let's
just not look at that..." She commented as she became
thankful for her shortness. She used Claudius as a human
shield to block out cheesy Claudius and cheesy Sierra.
His kiss was calming to a woman who was already in
attack mode. She began to relax even though she could
hear reporters sneaking up behind them. She smiled back
at him. "Ah. Okay. I understand. We'll invite him back
to the estate and let the Troopers take care of him in
private." She was joking ... sort of. "This is *our*
day." She wrapped her arms around him to embrace him
Tee Phee was working to gather all the guests for
Sierra and Claudius' wedding. "Isa time!" She called out
as she herded them towards the Lake Paonga room. As each
individual guest entered, she handed them what looked to
be small replicas of the Globe of Peace. Each globe was
composed of blown glass. There were other replicas
placed throughout the room to offer a dim lit setting.
As for the Lake Paonga room, it was truly like stepping
into the location on Naboo. There were natural noises in
the background. There was lush, green foliage all around
the actual lake where the Gungan city would have been on
Naboo. "Yousa go into de water." Tee Phee reported to
only Claudius and Sierra, pointing towards the lake.
Another Gungan could be seen standing in the lake's
water holding a larger orb and wearing ornate robes.
"I would love to visit you on Onderon," Drusilla
said, bashfully, as she swayed from side-to-side. "Oh.
It's time. Can you believe *this*?" she asked Pollix,
referring to the absurdity of the Gungan setting for the
ceremony. "Let's go," she said, in a demanding tone that
would perhaps foreshadow decades to come. She took by
the arm and aggressively guided him towards the lake
where the wedding was to take place. "Don't get any
ideas. Forget *everything*," she instructed him, as she
had something much more lavish in mind.
"Did yousa hear that? Issa time!" Claudius told
Sierra, with a wink, before laughing softly. Anything to
take their mind off Pollix. Leading her by the arm he
took her towards the shore of the recreation of Pake
Paonga. He could not believe that she wanted them to go
into the water. He certainly was not dressed for this.
"Well, we must attempt to go along with their culture,"
he said to Sierra, before removing his footwear and then
stepping forward into the water. He gasped slightly as
he lifted up his foot. "Cold," he said, with a wink,
before settling back into the water and waiting to help
Sierra get in. When they were in the water he turned his
attention to the Gungan in the lake, having no idea what
to expect next, but determined to embrace it ...
whatever it was.
Pollix rolled his eyes and laughed. "When I saw the
invite, I couldn't believe it! I didn't even know a
place like this existed!" In his mind, none of this was
fit for his Queen. Pollix didn't seem to mind Drusilla's
aggression. He took it as her being excited and happily
allowed himself to be dragged away. The man was clearly
already under Drusilla's pretty little finger. He took
in the lake setting but now all he could think about was
what it would be like when he married his Queen. He
looked down at her with furrowed eyebrows. No, no,
milady. You will have the wedding of your dreams. This
is not for us." He would be happy that he had the royal
funds behind him when the time came. It would be the
event of the century.
"Oie boie!" Sierra laughed. Claudius' Gungan accent
got her every time. "We endure whatever obstacles away
for us in the ceremony and then we can have ice cream
cake." It was the carrot in front of their faces should
the ceremony become too ridiculous. Much to her
surprise, the lake was gorgeous. She had visited Naboo
before many times. It was a beautiful planet and the
replica did a good job of conveying that. She overheard
Tee Phee's instructions. "*In* the water?" She
questioned. She was wearing a white gown. White
infamously did not get along with water. Standing at the
shore of the lake, she continued to clutch Claudius. She
prayed they wouldn't regret this.
Removing her own flats, Sierra looked at the water.
Claudius had already reported it was cold, so she braced
herself. She took his hands and stepped into the water.
"Oh goodness!" She exclaimed. A shiver rippled through
her entire body. Tee Phee kept instructing them to move
further into the lake until the water went up to
Sierra's waist. She looked at Claudius with a frown that
said she was sorry for bringing him into this mess.
However, she wouldn't remain sorry for long.
Hebil Slors stood before them. He was an elder Gungan
who had overseen many wedding ceremonies before, but
Gungan and human alike. He smiled at both of them.
"Welcome." He said in a serious voice. "Stand facing one
another and join hands." He instructed them first.
Unlike the other workers at the shrine, he did not
perform his ceremony in Gunganesse. He spoke clearly
with a sharp voice. "Friends, family; we have gathered
here today to join two people who very deeply love each
other." He clasped a hand on Sierra's shoulder.
"Sierra," and he clasped Claudius' shoulder with the
other hand, "and Claudius. Today, and every day, the
goddess Árodite blesses you with love. Would you like to
speak any special words to each other before I continue
the ceremony?" He asked them both as he removed his
hands. Hebil reached into his robes and drew from them
an elaborate handcrafted rope. It was red...the same
color of represented within the House of Rodney.
Claudius nodded his head politely out of respect to
Hebil Slors, before doing as instructed and turning to
face his beloved Sierra. He reached his hands towards
hers, taking them into his hand and holding them as they
stood in waist deep water. He cleared his throat before
speaking, feeling the pressure mount from everyone in
attendance, including the countless HoloNet cameras
broadcasting it across the galaxy. "My Sierra, I find
that I love you more each day, with each passing hour
... with each passing minute," he told her, sincerely,
as he gave her hands a squeeze. "I am so honored that
you are marrying me again. I would marry you a thousand
times if you would have me. I love you. You are my
everything," he pledged to her, voice trembling, as the
corners of his eyes began to glisten with moistness.
In many ways, this ceremony held more pressure than
the first. It wasn't just family in attendance, but the
whole galaxy. Jelena was there just as she was supposed
to be. Sierra turned towards the love of her life. Both
of her hands locked with his. It was like they were
becoming one all over again. Suddenly, Pollix didn't
matters, the cheese statues didn't matter, and neither
did the fact that there was someone running around the
shrine named Doo Doo Fast. What mattered lay in front of
Sierra's blue eyes: Claudius. His words brought her back
to the point of tears. She felt the warmth of his love
like the sun on the first warm day preceding winter. A
smile broke out over her face. It touched over all of
her features and brought out her dimples.
Everyone had gone silent while Sierra digested and
memorized his words. It was her turn to speak now. As
she reflected on her life with Claudius, she found the
words she wanted to give to him. "My Claudius," she
began, taking a deep breath. She tilted her chin upward
to look him in the eyes. "You have taught me so much in
the time we've been together. You taught me that
happiness is attainable every day. You taught me not to
live in the past, for the future was worth looking
forward to. Most importantly, you've taught me the
lesson of what it is to truly love someone else. You're
the last thing I think about at night when I fall
asleep. You're my first morning thought. That will never
change. I will always love you. My love will always
grow. True love is a tale I'll be telling you for the
rest of my life, Claudius. I'll never stop feeling
grateful for the day you dropped to one knee and picked
*me*." Sierra sniffed. "I love you: truly, madly,
deeply. You are my everything." She drew herself closer
to her husband. It was as if her heart was united with
Hebil smiled at the couple. He had not wanted to
perform the ceremony for the sweepstakes winners, but it
seemed as if these two actually loved each other. He
stood before them. "Beautiful words of love," he
commented as he used the rope in a handfasting ceremony.
He weaved the rope between their hands to tie them
together in a literal sense while he spoke the words
that would tie them together in a metaphorical way.
"With this rope, I bind thee souls together." He said as
he continued to work. "May you be as happy as you are
now for all of time." He tied the rope just as Sierra
squeezed her husband's hands. "Call to mind the words
you have spoken to each other today in harder times." He
gripped both of their hands. "Árodite has granted you
with this marriage. Kiss your bride." Hebil stepped
backwards from them. "Friends, family, raise your orbs
skyward!" He instructed, grasping his own large unity
orb. He lifted it into the air. It attracted all of the
other lighted orbs to it.
"Now you can never leave me," Claudius informed her,
as he looked down to the family's ancestral red fabric
that bound them. He lowered his head and placed a loving
kiss upon her face, before turning to look at his
family, who were raising their orbs. "It's perfect. I'm
sorry for doubting them," he whispered to Sierra, so
that the Gungans would not hear. He looked towards
Jelena, glad that she was able to be disguised and
attend the ceremony. In that way it was better than the
first ceremony. "Shall we?" he asked his wife, before
attempting to lead her back onto the shore to join their
loved ones. "I really do love you," he said to her, when
they reached the halfway point.
Ewwiekewwieikkie held up her orb, while hooting and
hollering with excitement, but not because her parents
were remarried, but because Auntie Mae said there would
be ice cream cake *after*. It was now, officially,
*after*. "C'mon, Melickielickie and Callista," he said,
as she put down the orb and began running towards where
the refreshments were. "Ahh!" she screamed when she saw
the lifesize cheese sculptures of her parents. "What
happen?" she asked, as she looked at them, before
cautiously poking it. "No time for you, cheese," she
said, before she hurried into the reception hall where
countless delicacies were being plated for the guests.
However, in the back wall she spotted what she had come
for. A massive cake tower with Claudius and Sierra on
top. "Oh it's so beautiful," she said, as she began to
cry. She surged forward, before dropping to her knees in
front of it, to worship it. "Always remember girls." she
said to them, as she finally became emotional.
"And you can never leave me." Sierra happily kissed
him. She was shocked by how wonderful the ceremony had
been. Her expectations were as low as low could be.
Feeling emotional, Sierra turned to face their family
with tears in her eyes. "Don't be. I doubted them too."
She replied in a whisper. So far, the only negative was
being soaked from the waist down. As they stepped back
onto the shore, Sierra paused to slip her shoes back on.
She had to kiss him again at his proclamation of love.
"I know," she said against his lips while still kissing
him. "You wouldn't have ever agreed to this if you
didn't *really* love me. I really love you too. When
this reception is over, I'm going to wrap my arms around
you and never let go... So be prepared for that."
Princess Callista was standing in the crowd. She,
too, was teary. Callista had not been there to witness
when her aunt and uncle married for the first time. This
wedding reminded her of something out of a storybook. "Awwww!!!"
She squeed. She dropped her orb when Ewwiekewwieikkie
went running off. "Hey! Wait up, Ewwie!" She darted
after her quickly. The cheese versions of her aunt and
uncle were scary. She continued running when she saw
them in order to catch up with her bestie at the
reception hall. "Wow!" There were tables of food all
over the place. She would have been happy to settle on
the other delicacies, but she had been promised
something called 'ice cream cake'. She had thought about
the cake all morning. As she stood before it, her jaw
dropped to the ground. Slowly, she dropped to her knees
to properly worship the almighty ice cream cake. "It
looks so yummy!" She cried out, pawing at her stomach.
"I want it! *I need it*!"
Rounding up the party of girls was Melickielickie.
Her small legs left her far behind both Callista and her
sister. She clutched her glowing orb as she walked
through the shrine. "Mommeee? Daddeee?" Her yellow eyes
went wide. She had spotted the cheese sculptures of her
parents. "Mommeeee! Dadddeee!" She excitedly began to
climb up the sculpture of her father. Much to her
surprise, her paws dug into the sculpture as she
climbed. "Daddee, what wrong? You feel weird. You smell
weird. You like... like.. cheese." One of
Melickielickie's food groups was cheese, but when she
saw that her parents had been turned into cheese, she
let out a shriek. "*Oh no*! *Oh no*! *Oh no*!" She
cried. She plopped down in front of the sculptures. She
wrapped her arms around the cheesey Sierra's legs and
began to sob. The smell of cheese made her hungry. While
crying, she began nibbling on it. "Mommee, I sorry. You
"Oh no no no no!" Doo Doo Fast cried as the children
neared the cake he spent all week on. Auntie Mae had
contracted him to do it, practically for free, because
he hoped positive HoloNet coverage would restore his
fortune after the Empire shuttered his restaurant and
the Squibs destroyed his food speedertruck. Now there
were more Squibs threatening to destroy the cake before
the bride and groom even arrived, let alone the
reporters. "No no no no no! This no yousa cake. This
cake issa for the Grand Muffin," he explained, as he
came between the children and the cake. "Theysa betta
hurry," he said, nervously, as he began raising and
lowering his feet frantically and impatiently.
Suddenly there was a flailing Gungan between her and
the cake. "Get outta my way!" she demanded, sounding
more like than Drusilla than herself. "Mommy and daddy
said I could have cake *after*. It's *after*!"" she
demanded, before matching the movements of his feet and
raising and lowering hers at the same pace. Suddenly
they were both dancing around in front of the cake,
hyper, anxious, and impatient. "It's gonna melt!" she
whined, terrified that she was going to have to share
with *everyone*. "Ugh. Ugh. Ugh," she groaned, as she
began flailing her arms around maddeningly. That's when
she turned and saw Melickielickie had destroyed the
cheese sculpture. "Cheese can wait. Cheese no melt.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!" she chided her sister, as she
figured the three of them could easily topple the cake's
On the way to the reception hall, Sierra found quite
the scene. Melickielickie was sitting in the remains of
their cheese counterparts, crying as she shoved cheese
into her mother. "*Why*! *Why*!" Her sister didn't seem
to understand that their parents had been transformed
into cheese. "Melickielickie!" Sierra called out for
her, squatting near her on the ground. "We're fine,
we're fine. See?" She pointed Claudius out to the
smaller of their two Squibs. "It was just cheese."
Melickielickie quickly got over herself. She licked
Sierra's cheek. "Yay!! I glad you okay! Bye bye!" She
ran to join her sister near the almighty ice cream cake.
There was drool coming out from her mouth. "*Cake
time*!" She flew towards the Gungan.
In the reception hall, Sierra spotted Callista,
Ewwiekewwieikkie, and Melickielickie all ganging up on a
single Gungan who was brave enough...or stupid
enough...to get between Squibs and cake. "Look! The cake
is still in one piece..! But not for long." When Sierra
was close enough, she looked at the toppers. She was
totally going to keep them to put on their year old
wedding cake on their anniversary until ... until she
saw *it*. The form of a nude King Ebareebaveebeedee
humping her leg on the cake topper. Sierra's face turned
bright red in embarrassment. "No..." She pouted. Far
behind them, she could hear Auntie Mae's laughter. Her
hormones split in two on this new predicament. Part of
her wanted to go murderous on Auntie Mae. The other part
of her wanted to cry and eat ice cream cake with the
Claudius was right with Sierra, secretly glad that
the tasteless cheese sculptures had been ransacked by
Melickielickie. As he entered the reception hall he was
glad to see that the girls would indeed get an ice cream
cake, and that hopefully he would too, but the topper
stopped him dead in his tracks. His eyes turned towards
Auntie Mae who was having a grand old time at their
expense. He felt bad for the Gungan who worked so hard
on it, but he reluctantly came to the conclusion that
there was only one thing he could do. "Girls, eat cake!"
he said loudly to the children who were getting frantic
in front of it. There would be none for him, but at
least the evidence would soon be gone.
"Yay. I loves you daddy!" Ewwiekewwieikkie said,
before sticking out her tongue obnoxiously at Doo Doo
Fast. "Get outta here, Doo Doo!" she said, before
shoving him out of the way and moving towards the cake.
"Oh my Germanicus. Is full of flavors," she told
Callista and Melicklielickie as she began tearing
through it. Each layer was a different one of Auntie
Mae's classic flavors mixed together with novelties to
form intricate designs that the Gungan chef spent hours
on and the girls destroyed in seconds. "Is so good!" she
declared, as she shoveled entire chunks into her face.
"Come have some before is gone!" she pleaded with
Claudius and Sierra, only allowing herself a brief break
between eating to speak.
"*Cake*! *Ice cream cake*!" Callista screamed. She
darted right towards the cake at her uncle's permission.
Her arms wrapped around it. "I love you, cake. Now Imma
eat you!" Callista remembered her manners enough to grab
a spoon, but otherwise she ravaged the cake
enthusiastically. From the very first bite, she was in
love. "Oooh. It's so good!" It was cake *and* ice cream.
The frosting was even made of ice cream. Soon,
Callista's face was covered. She didn't have the ability
to keep up with the Squibs.
The words of permission came forth from her father's
mouth. It was all Melickielickie needed to make room for
the ice cream cake after consuming so much cheese. "Oh
meee oh mahhh!" She reached the cake. Like her sister,
she used her hands to shovel in ice cream as quickly as
possible...too quickly, in fact. "*Eeeeeeeeee*!" Her
paws came up to her head. "It cold inside!" She
explained her brain freeze as much as she could. As soon
as it was over, Melickielickie continued eating until
she got *another*.
The toppers were lost in the chaos that ensued.
Sierra stood back with Claudius. Her frown had been
turned upside down. She didn't even mind the fact that
they were unlikely to eat any of their cake. It was
amusing to see all three girls experience ice cream cake
for the first time. "Claudius!" She squeezed his hand.
"Look, it's Doo Doo Fast!" She pointed out the Gungan
chef. She had seen a picture of him on the information
for the shrine. "He really exists!" She began laughing.
They needed to avoid him. She couldn't remain respectful
To her surprise, Ewwiekewwieikkie called them over
for cake. "Here, I'll risk my life for ice cream cake."
She released his hand and moved towards the table. Using
a knife, she quickly cut them both a piece and placed it
on a plate. No sooner had she arrived did she disappear
so the girls could continue eating. "Enjoy." She told
them. She led Claudius to a table to sit and eat their
cake. She grabbed a spoonful and offered it to him. "I
"And I love cake," Claudius said, as he began eating
his cake in a manner not too dissimilar from
Ewwiekewwieikkie. "Of course I love you," he said, with
a wink, as he savored the Rum Raeni ice cream contained
within. "What a day," he said to his wife, as he took
his spoon and offered her a bite of his piece. As the
cake was comprised of an assortment of different flavors
no two pieces contained the same piece. "The girls are
going to be hyper all night and sick tomorrow. We should
have borrowed Marcus and Zara's nanny droid for this,"
he said, as he watched the cake disappear before his
eyes. It was like watching a vicious predator devour its
kill on the plains. "Oh no..." he said, as he caught a
glimpse of Doo Doo Fast moving towards them.
She laughed hard. "No, no. I understand. I can't
compare with ice cream cake. I knew I should have kept
you tied up." She opened up her mouth to receive a bite
of his own cake. It really was just as good as the girls
made it out to be. "Mmm.. If there weren't so many
cameras here, I'd be up there eating with the girls."
She chuckled at that visual. "With the way our numbers
are growing, we might need to invest in a nanny droid
ourselves." Sierra glanced down at her growing
stomach...and it wasn't growing from the cake! "Maybe we
should ask Marcus and Zara to watch the girls for a few
days... The war did interrupt our honeymoon last time."
Her attention directed away from her cake as she saw
none other than Doo Doo Fast. "Yes!" Sierra exclaimed.
She was already giggling. "Keep a straight face, dear."
"Yousa likin the cake? Mesa worked muiy muiy hard on
it justa for you!" Doo Doo Fast informed them, as he
reached out with both of his hands and placed them on
their shoulders. "Mesa used to havin un bombard
restaurant on Delaya, until the Governor saying mesa
banished," he explained, shaking his head violently, and
causing his ears to flail back and forth. He smiled
towards the cameras, waving frantically, and trying for
an endorsement. "When yousa tinka cake, yousa tinka Doo
Doo!" he said, with a straight face, and a broad smile.
Internally, Sierra reminded herself constantly not to
think of the Gungan's name. She felt a bit bad for the
Gungan. The feelings of xenophobia spread throughout the
galaxy like a wildfire. The way his ears flailed when he
shook his head was comical. "The cake is amazing. I'm
very sorry to hear about your banishment. Perhaps see my
brother, the Duke, about employment. He may be able to
help." With that, Sierra threw Marcus under the speeder
bike. Sierra was able to maintain a straight face until
his catch phrase came out. At that point, she lost it.
She began laughing behind her hands. "Thank you, Doo
Doo." She turned towards Claudius. "Come with me," she
With a hand in his, she drew him away from the
cluster of insanity as well as the holonet cameras.
There was some pre-recorded jizz music playing in the
reception hall. Sierra turned to face her husband with a
growing smile on her face. She broke down laughing
again. "If I'm ever sad, just replay that holovid." Her
hands gently rested on his shoulders. "Dance with me."
She prodded, then pouted just to make sure she got her
Claudius was biting down so hard on his lower lip to
keep from laughing in the Gungan's face that he nearly
drew blood. "Your cake is excellent," he said quickly,
in one breath, while looking down. He thought maybe if
he avoided eye contact it would help him maintain
control. Fortunately his wife could sense what was going
on and led him away from the table for a dance. "I love
you. I can't believe that Auntie Mae," he said, as he
moved his hand up to the back of her head. He held her
against him as they began to slow dance as the food was
devoured amongst them.
"She's a real ass, isn't she?" Sierra commented
quietly. The topper had made her a little feisty. "I
love you." Her arms slid around his neck loosely. The
rest of her body pressed into his. It wasn't long before
many of the reporters directed their attention on
Claudius and Sierra. She could sense them, but didn't
feel the need to point him out or withdraw from her
love. "We should round up the troops and leave soon. The
girls can bounce out their energy and pass out ... and I
can spend the rest of the day acting like a human
parasite." She pressed her ear against his chest. Her
smile grew as she listened to the beating of his heart.
For her, it was one of the most special sounds in the
entire galaxy. Her heart warmed all over again. This was
"Would it be too cruel if we left the children here
and had Jelena deal with it?" Claudius asked her, as he
smiled down at her, his forehead pressed against hers,
as they slow danced. As she turned her head against his
chest he cradled her, not wanting the moment to end. As
he turned to look at the cake he saw that they had
completely finished and the food comas had began. In its
own way, the entire day had been perfect. "So what's our
next wedding going to be?" he asked her, as his hand
moved up and down her back.
She nuzzled her nose against his slowly. Sierra was
very happy. The day had been very different from their
first wedding, but special all the same. "Nope. We
deserve a little bit of time to ourselves while we're on
vacation. After all, it's our second wedding." No one
was going to disturb them tonight. She remained snuggled
up against him. Her heart felt fluttery inside of her
chest. It was times like these where she stepped back
and looked at her life in awe. Claudius had made her
life do a one-eighty from where it had once been. A
lifetime wasn't enough to show him how thankful she was
to have him in her life. His question brought on a
chuckle from her. "Hmm... Ithorian. I've always wondered
what an Ithorian ceremony is like." She lifted her head
to look at him. "What would you like our next wedding to
"Ithorian..." Claudius repeated, liking the sound of
it. He was not sure what an Ithorian commitment ceremony
would be like, although he imagined that it involved
nature. "We can speak to Doctors Tohan and Bailo about
it, if you'd like," he said, as they continued to dance.
"Whatever it is as long as you are there it will be the
perfect, dream wedding," he said to her, holding her
close, and savoring each moment they had together. He
had never thought that a Gungan themed destination
wedding could be as emotionally satisfying as what they
just experienced. It was not the Gungans, however ... it
"Okay! Let's do it. We'll need to bring it up
lightly. I don't want to give Doctor Tohan a heart
attack. I also don't want him to beat us down with his
walking stick." It seemed likely. The old Ithorian had
grown feisty in his advanced age. Claudius was so sweet
to her. They both had thought the wedding would be,
quite frankly, terrible. Instead, it had been perfect.
Sierra felt like they were even more unified than ever.
She was glad to have such stability in her relationship.
There was never a worry in her mind that they would be
anything except together. She melted against his chest.
Her eyes closed. It was he who made the wedding. It was
he who made her life into something...and it was always
going to be him. As the music continued, the couple was
left entirely alone with only the future *together* in
front of them.