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Part 8 - Blog Posts
The Beginning part 8
As the night grows later and the sky changes color to an early morning color, Kaaru and Jesse come to the edge of the desert they’ve been traveling for days. Buildings growing nearer as they make it to the edge of the town.
“Mcada, what happened next?” Jesse asks as they dust off and head towards the motel.
“Hmm? In the story?” She asks and he nods. “Well-”
~storytime~
Zenyatta stared at the couple with a face that could only be guessed as in shock, Mccree having a determined face as he held Hanzo’s hand.
“You want me to- what?” Zenyatta asks, rubbing the bridge of his non-existent nose.
“Marry us. You’ve done it before for Reaper and Soldier.” Mccree says.
“No, I helped them renew their vows. Very different.” Zenyatta corrects the cowboy.
“Can you or can’t you marry us?” Hanzo rolls his eyes.
“I can but you need at least one witness to have it be official. Preferably a family member or close friend.” Zenyatta sighs.
“No problem. Genji is waiting in the mess hall with Reaper and Soldier.” Mccree says and Zenyatta nods.
“Lead the way.” He says, acting exhausted.
The ceremony, while short and small, was probably the most magical thing the girl had ever spied on from the vents of the base, remembering the video her Oiijia showed her when she was little of her parent’s wedding. She never imagined one of her missions would allow her to actually watch it. Even if she had to put it in an essay.
She sneaks away and back to her room where her Otōsan is looking through her holo-photo album.
“Any good memories to tell a story about?” She asks and he smiles.
“There are so many and yet so few left to tell you about.” He says and she giggles.
“What about today?” She asks and he looks at her.
“Today?” He asks, not catching on.
“Your wedding day.” She nods laying her head in his lap.
He chuckles softly, starting to braid her hair.
“But I have told you that story before. Wouldn’t you like a new story, my cherry blossom?” He asks as she looks up at him.
“No. It’s my favorite story you and Papa have told me.” She says, her galaxy hair shifting slightly as it’s braided.
“Well, it was early in the morning on a Thursday, I remember it well for the chilly breeze outside on my morning walk. It was the second to last day of December and Mccree had been talking about our wedding for months. He imagined a big wedding with lots of people and food. But we decided to get married right then and there. We had some problems in the beginning of our relationship so we were off and on a lot. We-” He began but his daughter was impatient.
“Skip to the good part.” She giggles, sitting up.
“Okay cherry blossom.” He chuckles before pulling her into his lap. “My brother and your grandparents were there, taking pictures and Genji was recording as your Papa and I exchanged vows and promised ourselves to each other. Zenyatta, being a monk, forged our marriage bonds and pronounced us man and husband.” He says as he pets her hair.
She smiled gently, remembering the scene from the vents.
“I love that story. It’s happy.” She says and he nods.
“And it’s even better when we get you, my sweet cherry blossom.” He smiles.
~reality~
Jesse hums as Karru opens up the motel room they got.
“So, she got to see her parent’s wedding?” He asks and Karru nods.
“It was a good day for her.” She says before making Jesse go to bed for the night. “More tomorrow okay?” She says and he nods.
“Night Ms. Mcada.” He spoke softly before passing out.
“Night Pa.” She whispers to herself as she looks out the window into the starry night that her hair swirled to match the stars she was seeing.
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