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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.