Flotsam realized he only had a few hours to figure everything out. He looked at himself in the mirror and realized he still had tits. Those things usually lasted about a week or so. He took a deep breath. Tits. Okay. He was doing this that way then. Well, if this was how it going on he was going all in. He needed to be himself, but he needed to be a bride. He felt like one in how all this went down to begin with.Ā As a stage guy he had lots of ladies clothes he wore as Flo, not Valerie. Spandex was a thing. He couldnāt go white. He wasnāt a cupcake. But, he did like to be a princess. Then staring at the odd ombre coloring of these particular leggings while also daydreaming of New Zealand, it hit him. He knew exactly what type of princess he wanted to be.Ā
Then it started to come together quickly.Ā He looked through his own clothes and found his own favorite kicks (as pictured with leggings). Those leggings and boots were put over top of that green velvet number Val loved so much. That was important to match if it showed throughĀ the cami top that was already in Valās arsenals. He wrapped one of his own leather projects around his waist like one of his low hanging bullet belts only this was a leather rose with very visible thorns. Then with a little help from his projects for Sherwood he found his version of a princess bride, a cloak like train. He wouldnāt get corny and put on elf ears for his wedding. But, New Zealand was starting now. Heād get his best voluminous rehab hair and do up his make-up with the most superb wings heād ever drawn. He spun around in the mirror. Yeah, it had his personal hippy shape with Valās flair. Just like he didnāt want to be Amy Winehouse he didnāt want to be Arwen either. But, he definitely was having fun with playing up the New Zealand and green. Green was Thomasās favorite color, worked well for elves, but also Valerieās favorite repping the eels. Something was missing. Ah, a dagger on her leg. Sheād strap one on.Ā
Thomas expressed some concern about seeing him before the wedding, so since Zeke and Brigitte were the only ones allowed to know since they did not live in their household, he figured they could keep the lips zipped, and would be the ones to bring Flotsam to the venue. They would have Zeke escort Thomas and Brigitte escort Flotsam so they wouldnāt see each other till the moment they each stood on opposite ends of the sea tunnel.Ā
They talked about all this early enough in the day to get their marriage license. Trespass complete. Thereād be a last minute add on as she decided to pull a live sprig of babyās breath from a vase at the front desk and stick it in her hair. What Flo did not have prepared was their wedding bands to be exchanged. It didnāt even pop into his mind until she was ready to step up and finally be seen. Zeke and Brigitte would stand in the middle and holler out to each end they were ready and that is when Val would step up and just stand there in her green flowy bridal elven impromptu attire on a momentās notice ready to leave the country.Ā
