They say your wedding day is the happiest day of your life.
Maybe there's a cosmic beam of happiness associated with the sensation of that ring sliding over your finger.
Or the goofy happiness of your groom right before he says his vows.
Maybe everyone has a moment of profound peace, a moment of eye contact with the most important man in their life to date before committing to a new most important man.
And oh, the explosion of happiness in her heart when she sees pride and approval glowing from him, radiating from his wonderful smile.
Yes, I can believe it. My wedding day is the happiest day of my life. So far.
That night, Orlando and I stole away for the briefest of honeymoons floating above the snowy landscape of Monte Vista.
I felt like my heart would burst from happiness in my chest. Then again, I am immune to the cold like my Grandma Eunice was, and my darling Orlando is not. He seemed strangely pensive for having the happiest day of his life.
Unable to bear not knowing, I inquired as to his mood. Was he having second thoughts? Was he not happy?
He laughed softly and sipped his champagne. "I couldn't possibly be happier," he said, his eyes roaming over my face. "Not in my very long life."
"Then what is it?"
He pulled me onto the seat of the balloon and I felt the cold night air boost us higher into the sky.
"Something is wrong with the cure," he said, at last. "I am human, but I am still suffering from a lack of blood. I tried eating a plasma fruit before the wedding but it only made me vomit. Our child might not be human. I might have doomed your dynasty."
I sucked in my breath and opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off.
"That's not all. After so many years living in suspended time, I had lost track of my age. I feel it now. I'm not very far away from being an elder. Only a few weeks younger than your father. I won't live to see you become immortal."
It hit me like a punch to the chest. What he was saying could spell disaster. I'd have to tell the family. I'd have to lose him so much sooner than I liked. But I didn't cry. I didn't even hesitate. I reacted the best way I knew how, and somehow, it was the right thing to do and I felt us both relax a little, fear just a bit less.
It's too soon to make a baby. Daddy will have to leave us for that to be a possibility. In the meantime, there is plenty of cuddling and woohoo in the final days of Orlando's youth. And it's easy to remember why I fell in love with him. This energetic, family-loving man - who wouldn't fall in love?
While we were in the balloon, something miraculous was going on at home. Grandma Mona Lisa says that ambrosia never seems to be eaten for the first time unless it is a day of consequence. Granny's was on Ophelia and Emmett's wedding day, Mona Lisa's at the moment her daughter gave birth and so on. Today was no exception.
When we returned from our balloon ride, the family shared nectar and admired my mother's museum room. A lifetime of accomplishment.
I lingered down there a bit longer than the others and fell in love with the nooboo my mother used to be. I suppose that's strange, isn't it? I cant wait to have one of my own.
And my mother finally was able to relax and enjoy the days of her elderhood with the wonderful man she married.
My room, too, was updated, courtesy of Grandma Mona Lisa, while I was away. Sort of regret making such a goofy pose now.
I was given some time off of the job I haven't even started yet at the teatro due to my marriage. I decided to use the time perusing alchemy. Perhaps I'd be able to find a full cure for Orlando.
As predicted, he got older quite suddenly.
The dresser is currently causing strange things to happen in our universe, so luckily the mirror was enough to set him to a decent look. I think he's got a hot professor thing going on. Appropriate for a teacher.
Mom was given a key to the city the day after she ate ambrosia.
Either her rebellious nature has distilled in her old age or she just doesn't like politicians, but she couldn't stop talking about how inappropriate the mayor's hat was.
Grandma Eden has planted a lot of alchemy ingredients to help me out with my supermax and has bought a few bee bins as well. She keeps getting stung, but she is very devoted to helping me succeed. She's the sweetest of the grandmas, you know.
The daycare is still going. I'm often horrified at how neglected the kids who get dropped off seem to be. They're always starving and in need of a diaper change. Granny handles it with calm and cool though. I imagine she'll be invaluable when I finally have my own nooboo.
Not yet, though. Not yet. And in the time between now and then, I need to find a way to cure my husband so that my daughter will have nothing barring her from becoming the seventh immortal.
Immortal 5 - Eureka Classic Traits: loves the heat, eccentric, rebellious, night owl, great kisser
Spouse: Humberto (Cantrell) Classic
Career: Inventor (maxed)
Skill: Inventing (supermaxed)
Other Maxed Skills: Handiness
Lifetime Wish: Monster Maker (complete)
6 Unique Black Ops: Target Practice, Bring Back the Beats, Upgrade the Spa, Master Invention, Handiness How-To, Explosions Seminar
6 Unique Best Friends: Humberto Classic, Allegra Classic, Cipriana Costa, Dusty O'Neill, Beppe Bianchi, Conor Monty
3 Unique Lifetime Rewards: Artisan Crafter, Efficient Inventor, Never Dull
Property: Mucho Espresso Cafe
Building: Freddie's Free Range
Portraits: toddler, child, teen, young adult, adult, elder
Sculptures: toddler, child, teen, young adult, adult, elder
Photographs: infant, toddler, child, young adult, adult
Immortal at: 87 days
