What About A Fic That's Dramatic But Has A Happy Ending? For Instance Drifter Is Marrying Eris And Ikora

What about a fic that's dramatic but has a happy ending? For instance Drifter is Marrying Eris and Ikora objects at the altar as they read the vows. It's more of a nice way than a mean way because she has worry for Eris, whose like a daughter to her, jumping into this! Eris explains how she loves him and Drifter says that he'll take good care of her and Ikora changes her mind.

Hehe awww 🥺such a cute idea, thank you so much for the request, here's you story!!

The Drifter sucked in a shaky breath, his hands were trembling and his eyes gleamed with excitement, hardly able to remain on one spot for long. He stood beside Eido, who held a large worn book in two of her four hands, wearing an expression of both eagerness and false confidence.

  "What do we wait for?" She asked, finally breaking the silence. "Where is she?

  "She said she was gettin' ready... but that was a little while ago." The Drifter glanced longingly down the spacious hall of the Derelict.

  "Should I go and find her?" Eido offered, extending a third hand.

  "Nah, nah, give her a few more minutes." He said, fighting the urge to pace due to his jumbling nerves.

  He brushed his hand down his suit for what had to be the millionth time. Normally he wouldn't care much about his outward appearance, but today? Today was special, and it needed to be prefect. He comped his fingers through his hair, fixed his bandana in place, and smoothed out his sleeves.

  "Drifter, I believe you are worrying too much," Eido said after watching him run his fingers through his hair again. "I do not believe she will be upset by your clothes being merely wrinkled."

  "No, I know, it's just..." he sighed. "Hey, it ain't like you don't look nervous."

  "Oh! Well, yes, I suppose it would be impossible not to be nervous in such a new and un-experience event." She wringed together the claws on her two free hands. "I just do not wish to make a mistake, I suppose..."   "Don't worry, your gonna do fine." The Drifter gave her a comforting smile before he returned his gaze to the empty hall, the room falling silent once again.

  Five more long, quiet minutes passed before a shower of green sparks erupted out from the middle of the room, Eris Morn emerging from them.

  She walked down the hall, a gentle smile on her lips, the hem of her brown dress flowing behind her, gleaming gold from the runic Hive symbols she had requested Eva Levante to add when she was designing the dress. Her hood was up, hiding all but a few soft whisps of dark hair. Her eyes here hidden under a blindfold, but this was a part of the ceremony, a part of Eris and Drifter's planning. They prepared in every way for this to be perfect, for it to be a beautiful wedding.

  Ikora followed close beside Eris, walking her up to the Drifter, a solemn expression upon her face.

  Eris and Drifter wanted a quiet wedding, with only one another, Ikora, because of her closeness with Eris, and Eido as a priest to bind them together. But they had only just told Ikora on the day of, knowing she would likely not approve of their union, but not wishing to leave her out nor give her the time to foil their marriage plans.

  Ikora stopped, watching Eris as she continued with quiet steps against metal floor to approach the Drifter until she was by his side, Eido in-between them.

  Eido cleared her throat, fumbling a little, but quickly regaining herself as she opened the book in her hands and flipped to a random page.

  "Are you all ready?" She asked, continuing when Eris and Drifter nodded. "Great, okay... right, Germaine, do you take Eris Morn to be your lawfully wedded wife, and to care for and love her in sickness and in health, for all the days of your life?"

  The Drifter smiled dreamily at Eris. "I-"

  "I object!" Came a firm strong voice, interrupting them before the vows could hardly even begin.

  They all jerked their head in the direction of the one who spoke, being met with worried brown eyes centered on Eris.

  "I can not let you do this, Eris." Ikora said, her voice loud and demanding obedience.

  Eris frowned, her face a mix on confusion and hurt. "What do you mean?"

  "I can not let you put your life in danger," She took a step forward. "This man, he has proved safe for now, but for how long? How long will he love you, be devoted to you?"

  "Ikora-"

  "I can not idly sit by and let you throw your life in danger, Eris. I have not said it as much as I ought... but you are like a daughter to me. I love you, and for that reason I must object to this union. I will not let him bind you down with marriage. I will not let you jump into something that could easily send you down a winding road of regret."

  "Ikora," Eris began, her gaze softening. "The Drifter and I... we have been dating for many years now, and have spent many a lengthy discussion on the topic of marriage. We are not rushing or jumping into anything." She paused. "I love him... I know you have never understood my affection for such a smelly, obnoxious rat," she gave the Drifter a warm smile. "But we see in different lights, Ikora. I see a kind and loving man in him, and that man is who I wish to tie my life to. I would trust him should my very being depend on it. We have not always felt this way for one another, no, but that is why we have waited so long for our marriage, we both wished to be sure of this before we committed to it." She breathed deep. "Ikora, I have asked for your trust before, and I once again ask for it now. Trust me. Trust my knowledge and my judgment."

  Ikora kept her eyes locked on Eris's own, her lips still in a tight frown.

  "And I'd just like to add," the Drifter began after a few seconds had passed. "I don't just love her, I respect her. I respect who she is, and I don't intend to change that after we're married,"

  Eris broke her stare with Ikora to look at the Drifter, her lips sliding into a smile. The way he spoke, with such a  conviction she had not often heard, saying so confidently 'after we're married,' as if he had no doubt their marriage would go through. It made her heart light, lighter than it had ever been before.

  "And I also know," the Drifter continued. "That she can take of herself, she don't need me... hell,  she proved that by walkin' outa the Hellmouth alive by herself! But whatever the case, I wanna be there for her, and I'm gonna do my best to love her and care for her with every fiber of my bein'. Hand to my heart, that's a promise." He brought his hand to his heart, not flinching away from Ikora's steely gaze as she looked from his to Eris and back to him.

  "I suppose..." she began, her words measured and careful. "If this union will bring Eris joy..."

  Her eyes locked back on Eris as Eris gave a nod in response.

  "He brings me joy."

  Ikora sighed, her shoulders dropping. "Then yes, you have my blessing." She looked to Eido who had been standing silently the whole time, curiously observing the entire situation. "I no longer object."

  "Wonderful!" Eido said, looking down at the book in her hands before remembering the script was in her head. "Right, as I was saying... Germaine, do you take Eris Morn to be your lawfully wedded wife, and to care for and love her in sickness and in health, for all the days of your life?"

  The Drifter smiled softly at Eris as he spoke. "I do."

  "And Eris, do you take the Drift- Germaine, to be your lawfully wedded husband, and to care for and love him in sickness and in health, for all the days of your life?"

  Eris returned the Drifter's smile. "I do."

  "Great! Then you may now kiss!" Eido said exuberantly.

  The Drifter smiled, reaching gentle fingers out to grab Eris's hand, slipping a ring with green crystals embedded along it onto her finger. Eris then slipped a black band with hive runes onto his finger, each ring a represention of the other person, a way to think of each other every time they looked down at their hands.

  The Drifter smiled at Eris before reaching out his hands to lift up her blindfold, taking it from her face and letting her true eyes shine as their lips came together in a soft and warm kiss.

  A hint of a smile threatened Ikora's lips as she observed how happy Eris seemed in the Drifter's arms, how happy she seemed to be while kissing him.

  Meanwhile Eido, who still stood behind them, observed them with curiosity, not yet used to human traditions.

  Eris pulled away, taking the Drifter's hand and offering him a joyous smile before turning her head towards Ikora. She was met in return with understanding brown eyes. She nodded, and Ikora nodded in return, smiling, happy to see Eris Morn finally find her joy.

He give her a lil smoochum on the cheek :))

Heyyy how about Eris scolding Luna because she is toying with the hive artifacts that is clearly to dangerous to hold. Luna answer back to her mother, Eris is surprised that her daughter could do this and became even more angry. Drifter arrived to stop the fight.

Note: Happy ending plss and make it a long story. Luna is 6 years old.

Thank you so much for the story request! Their lil daughter growing up so much already😭 Hope you love your story, it was fun to write!

Eris sighed, rolling over onto her back and staring up at the ceiling. Her body ached and her head was throbbing. She wanted to sleep, to rest until she felt better, but she knew she must get up soon. She scooted further into the soft blanket and puffy pillow, hoping a few more minutes of shut eye would do her some good.

  BEEP BEEP BEEP

  Eris slammed a fist down on the alarm clock that rested atop her bedside table, wincing as the pain sprung up anew inside her head from the sharp ring. She heard the Drifter move beside her, and she could feel his eyes studying her face.

  "You tired, Moondust?" He asked.

  "Yes." She replied. "I am sore and my head hurts."

  The Drifter's expression washed over with worry. "You sure you don't want me to take over watchin' Luna today? You've been working' a lot, you could use some time off."

  "No," she turned her head towards him. "Go, run Gambit. I can watch Luna. I will be fine, Germaine." Eris continued when the Drifter didn't look convinced.

  "Hmph. Alright, but I'm makin' you breakfast first."

  He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss, not giving her a chance to speak before he pulled the covers back and got out of bed. Eris lingered for a second longer, before accepting her fate, knowing she must step out from her comfort and prepare for the day ahead.

  *  *  *

  "Hey, Luna!" The Drifter called, rapping his knuckles against the door that led to their daughters bedroom. "Time to get up, kiddo!"

  He walked back into the kitchen, shaking the pan of eggs back and forth as he took it off the eye.

  "Cheese, cheese, cheese," he began singing under his breath, sprinkling more than a little bit of shredded cheese atop the scrambled eggs, watching the orange slivers melt against the fluffy yellow. 

  He divided the eggs between two plates and set a kettle atop an oven eye as Eris walked in the room.

  "Hey," he gave her a soft smile. "Got you some water heatin' up, too. Some tea might help that headache of yours, yeah?"

  "Yes, I suppose so." Eris replied, her voice low as she rubbed her temples. "Thank you. Where's Luna?"

  "I knocked on her door, she oughta be here any minute." He frowned, sliding the two plates onto the kitchen table as he peeked down the hall.

  "Luna!" Eris called, opening one of the cabinet doors and grabbing a bottle of advil. She took two before returning the bottle to it's place in the cabinet.

  "Don't forget to eat somethin, Moonlight, okay?" The Drifter leaned over and kissed her cheek, stroking her hair behind her ear. "I'm gonna head out. Call if you need anythin'."

  The sound of Luna's bedroom door opening, followed by the sound of running footsteps, came a moment later.

  "No runnin' in the house, Luna." The Drifter called from the front door. "I'm leavin', bye!"

  "Bye, daddy!" Luna yelled as she ran through the kitchen, running into Eris and wrapping her arms around her in a hug. "Hi, mommy."

  Eris gave a faint smile. "Hello, Luna." She stroked back her dark hair. "You have breakfast on the table. Come, eat."

  Luna gasped as she sat down, a smile on her face. "Is that cheese?"

  "Yes." Eris found herself amused by her daughters enthusiasm. "And eggs, as well."

  Luna began gobbling her food down immediately, taking the trait after her father. Meanwhile Eris ate her own food a moment later, slow and calm. 

  "Can I help you with work today?" Luna asked through a mouthful of eggs.

  "I will not be doing much anything interesting today." Eris replied. "And don't eat with food in your mouth."

  "But daddy does that." Luna pointed out after swallowing her food.

  "Yes, and I tell him to stop, too. But concerning your first question, I will be looking over old Hive books that the Vanguard have sent to me. I'm sure you'd be bored by it,"

  Eris scooted her chair back, finishing the last of her eggs and walking over to the sink to clean her plate with a soapy sponge. She rinsed it under the hot water, taking Luna's plate as she came up behind her.

  Steam began to shoot from the kettle, followed by a shrill and painful whistle, like a knife jabbing into Eris and causing her headache to triple the pain that it had been.

  "Please take the kettle off the stove, Luna, and set it atop the hot plate." Eris requested, grabbing a towel to dry her hands off with and closing her eyes in hopes that it would help lessen the pain. Luna obediently took the kettle by it's handle, setting it where Eris and told her.

  "Thank you. Now, go grab two mugs and a box of tea bags." Eris said, her headache slowly beginning to recede.

  Luna rushed off a second later, grabbing two mugs and setting them on the counter top before speeding back to the cabinet and grabbing a box of vanilla chai tea bags.

  "Are you okay?" Luna asked, setting the tea bags on the counter and looking up at Eris with big concerned eyes as Eris continued to massage her temples.

  "Yes," Eris forced a weak smile. "Go and retrieve the honey now, please. And do not run."

  She watched Luna force herself to walk over to the counter where the honey was kept, smiling a little in amusement before turning over to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of heavy cream.

  Once Luna had returned with the honey, Eris began to prepare the tea, pouring steaming water into each cup. Luna watched with intense curiosity, her eyes widening as the cream was poured, admiring the way it swirled and flowed through the tea seeped water, creating a beautiful display of mixing colors.

  "There's your tea," Eris stirred the cups and slid one to Luna, before turning to her own cup and taking a sip. "What will you be doing while I work? You could read a book in the room with me, or perhaps go to your room and play?"

  "I wanna play," Luna replied, already chugging down half her tea.

  "Alright. Then go play in your room once you have finished your tea. And should you need anything, just knock on my door."

  "Okay, mommy," she finished the last of her tea, hugged Eris, then rushed down the hall to her room.

  Eris leaned against the counter, drinking her tea and appreciating the silence of the next few minutes. She breathed in deep, the pain in her head continuing in a gentle throb.

  Finally she pushed herself away from the counter, her cup of tea in hand, and walked down the hallway to her work room. She entered, closing the door behind her before approaching the wooden desk where she frequently sat to pore over books.

  Atop the desk were the recently sent volumes the Vanguard had requested her to read and translate, should there be any information within them that would be useful to know.

  Eris suppressed a deep sigh as she sat, setting her warm mug of tea down and grabbing a pen so she could record her findings as she read through the first of many large books.

  She flipped page after page, scribbling note after note, not aware of the hours passing by, until eventually her eyelids began to fall uncontrollably.

  "I am so tired," she groaned to herself, rubbing her glowing eyes. "Perhaps I have the time for a quick nap..." and within the next few minutes, her face was pressed against the yellowed pages of the book, her eyes sunken into green slivers as her mind drifted off.

  She stayed that way for some time without interruption, not even being woken by Luna, who had forgotten to knock, opening the door to the room.

  "Mommy?" Luna walked up to Eris, gently poking her shoulder.

  When Eris remained asleep, she walked away with the intent of leaving the room. But before she could make it out the door, a glowing jar caught her eye.

  Her eyes grew wide with curiosity as she approached the shelf full of artifacts, observing the many strange items and curios that had been stored in variously sized jars. One was full of pickled Hive eyeballs, another filled with some sort of dark sludge, another with Hive claws stored in preservative liquid, along with dozens of other foreign and grotesque items along the shelf.

  Luna observed each jar, reaching out to brush her fingers along the cool dusty glass, until she finally came to a stop on a jar full of sharp Hive teeth. Luna took the jar in both hands, bringing it to her face. She stared in awe at the sharp tips and various sizes of the teeth, rotating the jar in her hands.

  But during one rotation, her fingers slipped, and the jar fell to the floor with a sharp crash, glass exploding in all directions.

  Eris was awake and standing in an instant, her expression full of fear as her eyes shot over to her daughter.

  "Luna!" She exclaimed. "Are you alright? What happened?"

  She rushed over to Luna and saw the teeth and shattered glass across the floor. Her headache sprung up in full force as she looked back at her daughter.

  "Luna. Answer me. Are you hurt?"

  "No, mommy." She answered, eyes downcast.

  "Were you playing in my artifacts?" Eris asked.

  "Yes." Luna replied, ashamed.

  "Even though both your father and I have given expressed orders to never touch these objects?" Eris could feel her anger rising as her daughter nodded. "And so you decided the rules did not apply to you?" When Luna remained silent she continued. "You could have been hurt! These artifacts are dangerous, and you know that! You can not just decide the rules do not apply to you just because you do not wish to obey!"

  "Maybe if you didn't have dangerous artifacts I wouldn't have to have stupid rules!" Luna snapped back, her small fists clenched as she looked up at Eris.

  Eris's face contorted with a mix of surprise and anger as she stared at the child in front of her.

  "I should be allowed to keep what I wish, and you should obey your mother and father!" Eris shouted, hating the way Luna flinched by her sudden heightened volume. "And since when have you decided to speak back to me? I thought we had raised you better than this, Luna. Your behavior has been shameful on numerous levels, and you will be punished- carefully step out of the glass and go to your room. Now."

  Luna opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a rap against the door. The Drifter entered soon after, eyes observing the scene nervously.

  "Germaine." Eris greeted, annoyance still thick in her voice. "What are you doing home so early?"   "Took a break, figured I'd come see y'all for a minute and grab somethin' to eat." He entered the room and eyed the mess on the floor. "What happened here?"

  "Our daughter decided that she would forgo our rule of not touching my artifacts." Eris breathed in deep. "I had fallen asleep, annoyingly enough... otherwise I could have stopped her."

  The Drifter frowned and looked at Luna, who had remained silent. "Luna, why'd you touch the artifacts when we told you not to?"

  "I don't know..."

  "No, Luna, answer me. Why?" The Drifter asked her again.

  Luna stared at the floor, tears now beginning to well in her eyes as she fumbled for the words to her answer. "I... I just thought they looked cool. And I really wanted to touch them..."

  She stepped carefully out of the mess of glass, wiping her tears away as she rushed over to Eris and hugged her tight.

  "I'm sorry for touching the artifacts, mommy." She buried her face in Eris's side.

  "And for talking back to me?" Eris prodded.

  Luna nodded. "And I'm sorry for talking back." She looked up at Eris. "Am I still gonna be punished?"

  Eris looked over at Drifter, one eyebrow raised in a question. He shrugged back at her.

  "I dunno..." he began, walking up to them. "I reckon she could help clean up the mess? Luna, go grab a plastic bag and a glass jar from the kitchen. And do not run, okay?"

  "Okay," Luna replied, carefully avoiding the glass and walking out the room.

  Eris sighed, turning towards the Drifter and resting her head against his neck.

  "Thank you... I'm glad you were here."

  "Yeah... your head still hurt?" He slowly rubbed a hand up and down her back.

  "Yes. Though not nearly so bad now with your aid during that situation."

  "I'll help Luna clean it up, too, don't worry." He pulled away as Luna entered, pressing his face against Eris's cheek before walking over to the area with the broken glass.

  Eris sat down as they cleaned up, her eyes tired and heavy, watching as they scraped up the glass and separated the teeth into a new jar.

  "C'mon, Luna, let's go wash our hands." Eris heard the Drifter say once they had finally finished cleaning the floor, the sound of footsteps receding following soon after.

  Eris sat there, her eyes closed. But before she fully fell asleep, she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.

  She opened her eyes, and saw Luna standing in front of her, a mug of steaming liquid in her hands.

  "Tea will make you feel better." Luna said, handing Eris the cup.

  Eris took it, her lips twisting into a small smile as tears began to fill her eyes.

  "Thank you, Luna." She pulled her into a hug.

  "Do you feel better now?" Luna asked after Eris took a sip of the tea.

  "A little, yes."

  The Drifter entered the room, coming up to the desk and bending over to hug Eris from behind, Luna joining the hug a second later.

  "Thank you both," Eris said softly, returning her husband and daughters hug, and falling once again into a much needed nap.

I hope y'all will proud of me for this work of art

Silly man in need of kissies from his also silly Hive girlfriend :))

My little Chonky boi and I went over to Scooters coffee today and he got a cup of whippy cream!! He loved it so much XD