Oh yeah.. I forgot... -3- The story is going to be by Beelzebub's creator........ oh dear..
No one would have ever believed it, no one had thought this day would ever come, but low and behold here it was; the wedding day.
Beelzebub; Lord of Hell, Master of Pain and Chaos, Duke of Death, the Infernal Dragon, was marrying a happy little mortal from Canada.
Her mother Devidra invited everyone, and I mean EVERYONE. Deities, gods and demons from the various religions across the globe, Greek, Norse, Roman, Egyptian and all the ones you don't hear of anymore. And not many could say no, you don't say no to the woman who could erase you by blinking.
And so they gathered, all of them, even that weird guy in the Hockey Mask to this one spot on Earth, this one place barely touched by mortal hands to witness the joining of two beings. Devidra's brother Nathaniel came to wed them off.
Vows were said, the ritual done.
"You may now kiss the ...um, groom." Nathaniel spoke aloud.
Beelzebub tipped her mortal forward and pressed her soft scaley lips to his and everyone roared up in cheer, B-man's mother and grandmother, behind Belle, starting to tear up happy to see their youngest at his happiest.
There was a flash from the crowd as Medusa took a picture.
And then the couple left for their honeymoon.
Decades past, a greying man sat beside his grey scaled wife as she looked over a picture of her wedding day.
"You know, this was the happiest day of my life." she said with a gentle smile.
The man passed her a cup of tea which she took thankfully.
"It was mine too," he replied softly and leaned back on his couch.
"There's something, I never told anyone that day, not even you." she confessed in a thoughtful tone.
"Oh?" he asked, his curiosity piqued, "what's that?"