God, is it normal to be this nervous? I asked myself, pacing around my room. This is ridiculous, I'm not even getting married to Wilbur in real life, just in-game. Why is this making me so nervous?!

I need to distress.

"Mom!" I called out, and received a quiet, "yes?" in response. "It's plant time!" I exclaimed and heard quick footsteps coming down the hallway. My mom practically slammed the door open, her eyes shining.

Plant time was a phrase I would use when I felt like gardening. Usually, I would set my camera and stream while gardening, talking to chat while I did. It was a way for me to unwind, and to let my chat get to know me better. Mom usually got pumped about it because it meant that I would be outside for a while, and she could do whatever she wanted.

My garden was located in the front yard, so it got lots of sunlight. I propped my camera up on the brick siding of the garden, positioning it so it faced me.

"Hello everybody!" I chirped, waving, "How's everyone doing?" Looking away briefly, I picked up a small tomato plant, showing it to the camera. "It's plant time you guys," I whispered, and chat seemed excited.

Speaking of plants, have you

ever smoked weed before?

That one took me off guard for a second. Hesitantly, I nodded.

"Yeah, I was actually a big stoner when I was in high school. I stopped when I entered college, though. Smoking too much longer would have messed up my sense of taste. That wouldn't have been good for culinary school, where you have to taste stuff." I said, chuckling.

Taking my shovel, I pushed it into the ground and took up the dirt. I placed the small tomato plant in the hole, and gently pushed down the dirt around the plant. I hummed "Talking to the Moon" to myself as I worked.

The tune increased until I realized that I was actually singing out loud. Chat immediately told me to keep going, so I did.

I know you're somewhere out there

Somewhere far away

I want you back, I want you back

My neighbors think I'm crazy

But they don't understand

You're all I have, you're all I have

At night, when the stars light up my room

I sit by myself

Talking to the moon

Trying to get to you

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon

Oh, I'm feeling like I'm famous, the talk of the town

They say I've gone mad

Yeah, I've gone mad

But they don't know what I know

Cause when the sun goes down, someone's talking back

Yeah, they're talking back, oh

At night, when the stars light up my room

I sit by myself

Talking to the moon

Trying to get to you

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ahDo you ever hear me calling

(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

'Cause every night, I'm talking to the moon

Still trying to get to you

In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too

Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon

Oh

I know you're somewhere out there

Somewhere far away...

Finishing the song, I carefully picked up a watering can and let a light rain of water pour over the tiny plant. As I watched the small droplets drip down, I zoned out. The water was very beautiful. Look at it the right way, and it could make rainbows.

After finishing putting the plants in, I cleaned my hands off and logged onto Minecraft. Tommy was online, so I entered the VC.

"Hey!" Tommy exclaimed, and I smiled. "Hey, kid," I whispered.

"Are you tired?" He asked.

"Just a little bit," I said, and Tommy started talking excitedly about the wedding.

Spawning, I looked around, and my eyes came into contact with a pride flag someone had put up. That got me thinking. How should I come out? I mean, I'm comfortable about telling him, and he's very supportive...

Fuck it. I'm going to rip it off like a band-aid.

"Hey Tommy," I said, and he paused, waiting for whatever I was going to say.

"I have something to tell you... I am Panromantic Asexual. I have romantic attraction for any gender, but I feel no sexual attraction. I hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable, having an LGBTQ+ adult figure. I mean, there's Eret and a few others, but I don't know exactly how close you are to them."

Tommy just looked at me with a blank stare, blinking slowly. Then, he smiled and spoke. "I mean, well, yeah. I had a feeling. But that kind of stuff doesn't matter to me. I support you, don't worry da-"

He cut himself off, and he looked horrified.

I stared at Tommy for a second before pointing at him. "Did you just call me dad?"

"NO!" He denied, a clear embarrassment in his voice.

I just shot him a smug look, causing Tommy to look away. That caused me to laugh, "Anyway Tommy, you agreed to be the ring bearer, do you know what to do?"

Tommy nodded vigorously, "Yep. Walk up the aisle while Michael spreads the flower petals. Wait for Eret to declare you husband and husband, then give each of you the rings. Then I just wait on the side."

I gave him a thumbs-up, "Yeah, something like that."

"How long until the wedding starts anyway?" Tommy asked, I pulled a clock out of my inventory. "About... oh, crap. Two hours!" I screeched, grabbing Tommy's hand and dragging him down the street. "Woah!" Tommy yelled, stumbling behind me, trying to keep his footing.

I stopped, his legs were a lot shorter than mine was. "Get on my back," I said, and Tommy gave me a double-take. "Huh?"

"Get on my back, I have longer legs, we'll get there sooner." I said, and soon I could feel the weight of a seventeen-year-old boy clambering onto my back.

I grabbed his legs, holding him tight, and started to run. Wind whipped my hair into my face, which I ignored. Tommy was screaming loudly, and hurt my ears.

Slowing down, I let Tommy slide off my back. We were in front of a building that resembled a kind of church. I was instantly hustled inside by Niki, Puffy, and Eret. Puffy shoved me into a seat, and Eret held up a makeup brush with a glow in their eyes.

Uh-oh.

"Y'know? This isn't that bad." I said, turning my head to look at my reflection. Eret had applied a light white eyeshadow and mascara. It took a while, but I looked good.

Puffy had wound my hair into a braid, and then twisted it into a fancy bun, placing sparkling gems into it.

And finally, Niki had made a dark gray suit. It was beautiful. It was all amazing, they did wonderfully. "Thank you," I whispered. They all smiled and left the room. Looking at myself, I realized something.

Being married in Minecraft is actually probably the closest I'll ever get to actually being married. I had never actively persued relationships, they just kind of happened. I don't actually know if I ever have the intention of marrying anyone, it's just not a huge thing for me.

Being with my friends and those who care about me... that's enough.

I stood at the doorway, picking at my nails.

Only a little while longer...

"Ok U/n, you're up," Niki whispered, gesturing for me to exit the room. I fixed my suit and took a deep breath, leaving the room. Technoblade was leaning against the doorframe, waiting.

Phil was Ghostbur's father, and today, Techno was going to be my father figure. Even though he was more like a brother to me. Making eye contact with me, he spoke. "You ready to go?" Techno asked, and I nodded.

"I'm ready."