vdistinctive | At the docks, then out to sea, Sunday

The colors from the previous days were still holding, if maybe slightly more muted, Fandom's magic slowly fading but still managing to hang on for another day.

Seemed like a good omen as any for a wedding that Eliot still couldn't quite believe was happening.

Eliot's boat wasn't big enough for all their guests so they had "rented" (long story) a well-appointed yacht for the day. It was docked in the Port of Fandom, waiting for all the guests to board. Once the last person had crossed the gangplank, it sailed almost to the edge of the island, where blue water lapped with gray. Eliot's boat was already there, anchor down, Hardison in a tux, playing around with a sound system.

A few minutes to futz with mics and the speakers set up discreetly around the yacht came to life. "Testin'...Testin'..." Hardison murmured. Good. Everybody would be able to hear the ceremony on the second ship.

Looks like it was time to begin.

[TIME FOR A WEDDING! If you think you were invited, you were. Some OCD coming]

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Of course Kitty had to come ~~even late!~~. She was happy for them and this was just a cool event.

She was here, she was dressed up, and she had a drink. And she was maybe hoping nothing weird happened in the last hours of this week.

Clint didn't clean himself up as well as Kitty did, but he'd broken out his suit and also looked genuinely happy that everything had gone well. "I can't believe they actually got married, but they definitely deserve a day this nice."

"I do feel a little bad I couldn't pay them back on the shower front," Kitty admitted. "Presents make up for that, right?"

"Presents and us being here to cheer them on totally count," Clint said. "I'm not sure how a shower would work with three people, but you would have figured it out, I'm sure."

"It's the same as a shower for two people, except it has one more person," Kitty teased.

Clint sighed and resisted the urge to admit right away that she was right. "We can throw a baby shower if they end up needing one someday," he said. "Hardison with a baby would be adorable."

"I do kind of want to throw Lexi at him sometime and see what he does," Kitty admitted.

"Hey there," Hardison said, extracting himself from another conversation to come over and greet Kitty and Clint. "Y'all came! Here to be our married role models?"

"And also to do this! Ahhhhhhh," she said, going to hug him.

Hardison laughed, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a little spin, too. "Ahhhh!" he agreed. "Does it always feel this good?" he asked. "Gettin' to throw out the whole 'my wife' an' 'my husband' thing?"

"You do get used to it eventually," she told him. "But it's still pretty great."

"Hey, Kitty! Glad you could make it. How's the ankle-biter?"

"Not biting ankles yet, thank god," Kitty smiled. "How are you doing? You're married!"

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