Amelia fumbled with her earrings, cursing to herself as one fell to the floor yet again. In her haste she kept dropping them. Picking it up grudgingly she finally managed to put it into her ear, walking towards the other side of the room but stopping when she reached the front of the mirror. She looked at herself again. Her blond hair was up in a bun, some strands curling and cascading down to her chin. Her long, dark green dress was the one all of the brides-maids were supposed to wear. She forced a smile, tucking one of the curls behind her ear before she finally left her bedroom.
"Ellix?!" She called out, her voice echoing just a bit down the long hallways he stood in. Passing by a few doorways, she suddenly tripped on the bottom of her dress and was about to fall on her face, when a pair of firm hands wrapped around her waist and caught her. She let out a relieved exhale before tilting her head to the side to see Dorian standing there, smiling at her. She stood up and brushed unseen dust off her dress. Dorian released his grip on her and she turned to look at him, "Did you get him ready?" She asked.
Dorian straightened his black bowtie, sighing a bit, "Yeah I got him ready. It's weird to see him look so 'official'." He said, fiddling with his cufflinks. Amelia smiled at him, finding it a bit odd to see him in a tuxedo as well. He returned her smile.
"Well where is he?" She asked again, touching at her bun to make sure it was still in place. Dorian didn't use any words to respond and instead pointed to the farthest door down the hall. She gave him a light peck on the cheek before seeing him retreat into the bathroom, continuing to get ready. Amelia jogged down the hall, not tripping again, before reaching the door and pushing it open. It was their second bathroom, one that she rarely used. Standing on a plastic stool in front of the mirror was none other than Ellix, wearing a tuxedo matching his fathers in every way other than size. She smiled at him and walked closer, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Ellix turned around to face her, "Wow!" He said, looking her up and down. It made her smile wider, "Mommy you look so pretty!" Amelia ruffled his blond hair identical to hers before straightening his tie. She wanted everything to be perfect for this wedding.
"Now remember what I told you, alright?" She said, Ellix turning around to face his mother with a smile, "It's super easy. You just carry the ring on a pillow." She gave him a wink which he smiled at before nodding in understanding, "Plus you'll have Krista there to help, she's the flower girl." She continued to fumble with her son's suit, worrying that something might go wrong.
Ellix scoffed a bit, "She goes by Kris, mommy, you know that." He tried to fix his hair which his mother had previously tousled a bit, "And she's the flower girl?" He let out a short laugh, "She's gonna be wearing a dress?"
Amelia smiled at her son's ridiculousness, "Yes, sweety, she's gonna be wearing a dress. Every girl there is going to be. Why is that such a surprise, huh?" She reached over his head towards the mirror which dueled as a medical cabinet, taking out some gel. Ellix's scruffy hair was protesting whenever she tried to smooth it down so she decided to use the gel instead.
Her son grimaced when Amelia rubbed some of the goop into his blond locks and he glowered at her before responding with a pout, "Well ya know, cuz she never wears girly stuff like that." He shrugged his shoulders, but Amelia motioned with her hand for him to stand still which he grudgingly did.
Amelia just rolled her eyes, "I doubt she actually wants to be wearing it. But Rylee would never let her walk down the aisle with jeans and a t-shirt." She ran the hair gel through his hair, remembering Ethan a bit when she did so, the color of her son's hair reminding her of Felix - ironically because his name consisted of a combination of the two.
Ellix shrugged again before crossing his arms, "I dunno, seems fine to me." When Amelia was done with his hair he continued to fumble at it, getting a little grossed out when he touched the goo before wiping it inside his pocket, "Rylee's gonna be there right?"
Amelia nodded, "And Uncle Colt, too. Rylee and I are both brides-maids, and I'm pretty sure that Colt is the best man." Amelia helped Ellix down from the stool, although he shooed away her hand as if he didn't need her aid.
"What about Matt and Kan?" He asked, walking towards the door as he touched at his gelled hair. He didn't much like it, and that was shown obviously, "Are they gonna be there?" Reaching into his pocket, he fumbled around for something. Amelia simply nodded, still looking in the mirror as she tightened her bun. She saw Ellix pull a small swiss army knife from his pocket - the Brightfeather company logo printed on it. She eyed him in a way that showed her son she didn't much approve of him having a weapon in his tuxedo, but the look faded when he set the knife down on the sink.
"Where did you get that knife, anyways?" Amelia asked. She remembered when Kanook and Matthew first paired together to form their company, which now distributed weapons to most of Silver Hill. They had given her a bow made out of ebony, and since she didn't much use weapons anymore it was hanging above their fireplace.
Ellix eyed the blade that remained on the white porcelain, looking mainly at the logo, "Matt gave it to me a while ago, for my birthday. Don't you remember?" He walked back towards the door, which remained open, and took a step into the hall. He stopped as he awaited a response from his mother, who still fiddled with her hair.
"Uh..." She tried to remember it but for some reason couldn't. Frowning, she shook her head back and forth, "No, but I think I would have remembered if Matthew gave you a knife, sweetheart." After twisting her earring a bit, she followed him to the door.
Ellix dismissed the topic with a shrug before walking down the hall. Amelia continued after him, checking her painted nails and practically everything else as she strolled. Dorian emerged from the bathroom, his hair neatly combed and his collar adjusted perfectly. Amelia gave him a smile as she and her son proceeded down the stairs, hearing her husband following her closely. As her three member family reached the bottom of the stairs - her entryway, there were a few knocks on the door. Amelia rushed towards it, putting a hand on the knob before looking towards Dorian and asking him something.
"Do I look alright?" She waited for his response before turning the knob.
He looked at her with a smile, "Gorgeous, as always." He walked towards his son and stared at his hair with a raised eyebrow and Ellix's cheeks lit up with a blush. Amelia let out a brief laugh before opening the door to see Colt standing there in a tuxedo identical to Dorian's. Standing behind him was Rylee in the same dress as Amelia. Her black hair cascaded around her face in curls. Holding her mother's hand tightly stood Krista, her caramel skin glistening in the sun, black hair identical to her mother's pulled back in a ponytail while green eyes like her father's twinkled at the sight of Ellix. She wore a dark green dress that was down to her knees, looking absolutely adorable. Amelia smiled at her.
Krista released her grip on Rylee's hand and lunged into the house without so much as a word of greeting. She went straight towards Ellix, pointing at his hair and suppressing a giggle. Ellix glared at her with a smile, his cheeks extremely red as he shoved her playfully, Krista too busy laughing to notice it.
"Shut up!" Ellix told her before pointing to her dress, "Nice dress Krista." He said her name like it was a curse word, never to be spoken for fear of punishment. Krista's happy expression faded entirely and she glared. She pinched at Ellix's arm and he pouted although he looked far from hurt.
"Don't call me that, Darkshot." She crossed her arms, a smile returning to her face. Ellix just rolled his eyes, adjusting his tie.
"Fine fine, Quickblade." He nudged her with his elbow, "I do like the dress though." His voice reeked of sarcasm, making Amelia smile as the two continued their idle conversation.
Krista scoffed, "Yeah whatever," She grabbed at the bottom and twirled it a bit, before looking Ellix's suit up and down, "You kinda look like a penguin."
Amelia turned from the two children that continued gleefully taunting one another, and she opened the door wider for Colt and Rylee to come inside. The two entered their home, Colt giving Dorian a fist-bump while Rylee gave Amelia a tight hug. Amelia just smiled.
"You guys ready to go?" Colt asked, looking towards his daughter, who was poking at the buttons on Ellix's suit. She simply nodded but didn't pay her father much attention. He looked to his wife, who was starting a conversation of greeting with Amelia, the two of them smiling widely. Colt clapped Dorian on the shoulder, looking him up and down before saying, "Hey, look at us, we match."
Amelia smiled at the two while Dorian simply nodded before responding to Colt's earlier question, "Yeah, we're ready. Come on, lets get going."
After a few more minutes of talking to one another and catching up, the two families left the house. Dorian and Amelia were the last ones to the door, and right as he was about to close it behind them he grabbed her hand tightly, making her look over her shoulder at him with a raised eyebrow. He had seemed a bit out of it for roughly a week but she had just assumed it was stress from the wedding. What he said next told her otherwise.
"When do you think we should tell him?" Dorian asked, Amelia already knowing that he was referring to their son without him having to say his name. He also didn't have to give any further explanation to what he was talking about. Her eyes drifted from his and went to the stone walkway at her feet for a few moments, thinking.
"When he's older..." Amelia mumbled the words but her husband had heard them nonetheless. He closed the door behind them, squeezing her hand tighter. Their fingers still intertwined, they walked down the walkway after the others. Amelia muttered the words again to herself as they walked, Dorian not hearing them that time, "We'll tell him when he's older..." The two climbed into the large horse-drawn carriage where they were greeted by Dawn, Kanook, Matthew, and Flint. Dorian seemed to stick closer to Amelia the whole time but she understood why. After all, in merely a few hours time Ashton was going to be his brother-in-law.