The first step is the one you believe in

[handing]

Who: Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, and everyone who has gathered there today.
What: A wedding and reception
When: Sept 14, All Day
Where: Cherry Blossom Hill / The Battle Dome
Summary: Pepper and Tony are getting married finally officially finally.
Rating: PG/PG-13 max? There's at least one kid here.
The decorations on the hill are simple ones; they've chosen this spot because it's naturally beautiful without the need for embellishments. Chairs have been set up for the expected guests, with a clear path laid out for the wedding party. And of course up front there is a place for those people to stand, in sight of everyone gathered so Tony won't be able to tell Pepper "I told you so" as color commentary won't be necessary.

After the ceremony everyone will be invited to go to the Battle Dome for the reception. There Tony's programmed an expansive hall with tables and seating enough for everyone. There's also a dance floor, which everyone is encouraged to take advantage of. The atmosphere is warm and vibrant, clearly intended to help all in attendance have a good time. Dinner will be served, and there's an open bar, with rum by request of the officiant.

Just don't get too rowdy, okay kids?

{{ooc: Visual references and details can be found here. Link is very image heavy. There will be separate threads for before the ceremony, during, and the reception.

EDIT: Now with a sign up to catch the bouquet!}}

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Tony

[alloys]

Considering they were already pretty much married, Tony didn't really have an excuse to be nervous. But he was, as if he were compelled to be by filling the role of the groom. It was all too typical, and he didn't like typical, but he couldn't help it. He was anxious, because he wanted this day to be everything Pepper wanted it to be. She'd worked so hard on this, and plenty of people had pitched in. It had better come together.

And, of course, maybe his nervousness was played up a bit considering everyone else would expect him to be nervous. He only had to keep up appearances for a little while longer, and then they'd be publicly married just as much as they were privately.

It was only a matter of time, now.

[herotypical]

"C'mere," Buffy's heels clicked against the floor as she took a step nearer -- while also motioning him the rest of the way. "It's about time to tie that tie, huh?"

Her own tux was well-tailored, almost feminine in its lines, but she was unmistakeable as the Best (wo)Man. And she liked it that way, despite her cursory and mock protest when the suit first came up. In the end, the real goal was to be present and supportive and happy for the couple. As such, it was just about impossible for her not to be smiling.

[alloys]

He was about to make a quip about tying ties - no, wait, he decided to actually make that quip. No measure of nervousness excused him from good banter when he could claim it.

"Considering all the time I spend in suits, I'd think I could handle tying a bowtie myself," he said as he stepped towards her. "But I guess you could get into the details of the suits in question, and - it's the sort of thing Pepper usually takes care of, anyway."

He actually hadn't planned on saying that last part.

[herotypical]

"Yeah, yeah," she waved off his gaffe with simple acceptance. "But today? It's my thing to take care of. She can have all the rest of the days."

In truth, it was something of a preference of hers. She was the sort of woman who -- behind closed doors and outside of he public's eye -- she fussed. Over hair and clothing and minor injuries. The people she cared for were rarely spared her invasive attention. Xander Harris had had his tie tied by the Slayer on his wedding day. And it seemed, for some reason, to be important to her that she provide the same service for Tony Stark.

Buffy caught the strip of fabric in her fingers and tilted her head. Smiled. "Excited? Giddy? Terrified?"

[alloys]

He held still, chin high as she fiddled with the tie.

"How about all three? Is that an option? I'm deciding that's an option."

[herotypical]

"You can be all three. I'll allow it. After all, it is your big day."

She wasn't happy with the first result, and so untied it to start all over again. "Did you ever ever think you'd be standing here? About to do this? Ever?"

[alloys]

He shook his head with a jerking motion, a half-let laugh in his voice. "No. Definitely not. This isn't the type of life I ever thought I'd want for my life."

But things changed. And so had he.

[herotypical]

"Not even a single little daydream? Not once?"

[alloys]

An abbreviated shrug. "My parents didn't exactly set the best example for me. I mean - god, a year or so ago I didn't even know the first thing about marriage. Now look at me."

[herotypical]

"Mmm. Tell me about it. I too spring from the dubious cracks of a broken family," she tapped his chest lightly when the tie was finished. "Doesn't mean we don't dream of doing it better."

[alloys]

"You wouldn't be tying my tie right now if I didn't," he admitted. "I have always tried to outclass my dad, anyway."

Re: Tony

[widows_kiss]

In between keeping Pepper calm and Not Panicking, Natasha finds time to swing by the room Tony's been holed up in, poking her head in the door with a crooked smile as she finds the groom fidgeting within.

"Mr. Stark, the jet's all fueled and ready for a flight to Vegas. Would you like me to kidnap the bride for you?"

[alloys]

Tony glanced over his shoulder at her, surprise not-quite trumping his anxiousness. "Why should you get to do the fun part? I'd rather pin explaining us to everyone on you."

[widows_kiss]

Natasha just grins as she steps into the room. "I'm allowed to have the fun part. I'm the Maid of Honor. Plus, you're not allowed to see her dress until she walks down the aisle," she reminded him, then tapped her chin thoughtfully. "We may have to blindfold you if you intend to make a quick getaway."

All teasing aside though, she gives him a fond look as she approaches. "Are you a nervous wreck yet?"

[alloys]

For all intents and purposes, he did look adequately nervous - and, well, he was, previously exchanged vows or no. "I don't think we're quite to 'wreck' stage - I mean, it'd be way too cliche of me to be getting cold feet on my wedding day. And we can't have that."

[widows_kiss]

"Oh, we won't. Pepper's given me permission to shoot you if you look like you're about to abandon ship," she added teasingly. Well. Mostly teasingly. With Natasha, sometimes it was difficult to tell.

"But only in the kneecaps," she adds reassuringly a moment later. Just in case Tony started to fear for his life.

[alloys]

His eyebrows shot up. "Only in the kneecaps? Well, in that case. I feel much better, thank you, Natasha."

[widows_kiss]

She gave in and grinned, laughter lurking in her eyes at that. "You're welcome." Her gaze softened a hint as she let her gaze wander over the picture he made. "You look wonderful, by the way. Pepper's still got you beat, but that's to be expected of the bride. She's breathtaking, of course. Are you ready for this?" There was genuine curiosity in her gaze as she surveyed him for a moment, a thoughtful consideration of him.

[alloys]

He might have been a little less certain of the answer, were he not already married to Pepper in his own heart. "Ready for my breath to be taken away? As long as I don't suffocate at my own wedding, I think we'll be good, yeah."

[widows_kiss]

She studied him as he answered her, then inclined her head, satisfied in finding whatever she'd been looking for. "Good," she stated simply, giving him a strange little smile before leaning in and dropping a quick peck on his cheek.

"Congratulations, Tony. I couldn't be happier for you."

[not_a_troll]

"Tony Stark of Midgard!"

Loki waves enthusiastically with one arm. The other one is holding a gross abomination that could come right out of a goddamn horror story. It is the cake pie. Or well, it has to pass as a pie.

"I have brought the present! And I have not used any strawberries!"

[alloys]

Good god, that thing is a beast. Tony's impressed, for lack of a better word.

"I see. And - what else is in it, pray tell?"

[not_a_troll]

Cake. There is a pie and I put cake in it.

[Loki pats the abomination with a certain sort of carefulness]

You wish to try a bite?

[alloys]

Absolutely I do. [ ... ] It should probably wait until after the actual cake, though. Out of fairness.

Sorry for the late, I've been on hiatus

[not_a_troll]

[Loki shakes his head.]

Actual cake? This is an actual cake as well. Unless you are referring to the wedding cake.

Still, the wedding cake lacks the pie-aspect, you see?

[He leans in as if he is going to tell Tony a giant secret.]

According to Midgardian sources I must inform you that...the cake is a lie.