#shosh

She'd made sure to ask both Nate and Lox, one after the other, because if they were together they'd rub their two brain cells together and find some way to protest. As she pulled back from the hug, there was a knock at the door, and Loxley came bundling on through.

He looked sweet, and disheveled, as he usually did. Although she'd been confused when Shosh first brought it up, she really was glad that her maid of honour had insisted that Loxley wear shoes. He looked nice. Put together. But still himself. The sight of him made Dona smile her honey-butter closed-mouth grin, looking from her cousin to her brother, then back again.

"Uh, Harriet said you wanted me to come? I thought it was, like, bad luck to see the bride or something? You look really good, though." Loxley scratched the back of his head.

Dona rolled her eyes, then looked down at her dress, smoothing it out, "Well- thanks. But no, you're not the groom, so... Anyway. I already asked Nate, and he's cool with it, but I want you to walk me down the aisle, and give me away. Both of you."

Loxley was about to protest, and Dona shook her head, looking up at them both. "Please?" She asked, rounding on her brother with the same big, shiny eyes she'd used on Nate. Their kryptonite. "Come on, don't make me beg, it's my wedding! I knew you guys wouldn't say yes if I asked you ages ago. You would've freaked," That didn't seem to do too much to sway them- even Nate was now reconsidering, "I can sic Shosh on you both. And she hasn't eaten for like, six hours. She'll go feral."

Lox and Nate made eye contact, and Dona sighed, turning back to the full-body mirror she'd been getting ready in. "I just..." She looked down at her fingers, and fiddled with her engagement ring, "I just want one thing to be normal. I know you don't like him-"

There was a scoff behind her, some mumblings of protest, but Dona looked up in the mirror to glare at them both. They went quiet as she continued, "I know. But you don't have to like it. You don't get to pick for me. This is our choice- we will do this with or without you- but we want you to be part of it. You're our family."

Loxley wasn't able to hold it any longer. He strolled forward, taking his hands out of his pockets and pulling Dona in for a hug. She smiled, squeezing him tight, then pulled back, "So you'll do it? Both of you?"

"Yeah- sure. Thanks for asking me, Don." Lox smiled, and Dona peeked around him to look at Nate, who waved her off. That was as close to consent as Dona could give.

"Okay! Family time done!" Came Shosh's booming voice from through the door, before she let herself in. The brunette headed straight for the drinks cart, and poured a tray of shots (presumably) for all four of them, "We doing this, or what?"