Cyxtris knew his parents were crazy and had different plans for him in life- but not once did he ever expect to be shoved into an arranged marriage. All he was told about his soon to be bride was that he was getting married to a princess- although on all technicalities, she wasn't actually eligible for becoming the chieftess of her village despite that.

In any case, he and his soon to be wife were from practically 2 separate worlds.

He stood at the altar, uncomfortable in the formal suit he was told to don for this wedding, when he saw Keina walking towards him, probably equally as uncomfortable with not only the formal wear but the circumstances in which this was happening under, especially paired with her facial expression. Yeah, this definitely wasn't gonna be the relationship any parties involved in the "matchmaking" were going to be happy with. 

"So...this kinda sucks." The usually quiet male spoke up. "No offense. But I think both you and I can tell neither of us are really thrilled about this, huh?"

"Ohoho!" Mary giggled, covering her mouth to muffle the sounds. "I was forced to Marry you?" She couldn't help but giggle even more. "Oh, how fun!" Like she wasn't even bothered from the fact that she was being forced to get married to someone who did serial surgery every night.

"I'm not all that surprised, sweetheart. I've been with worst, heehee~" she scooted a bit closer to the other party, giggling louder as she did so. "What are you going to do once we're force married? Replace my arms with new ones? Give me prosthetic legs? I'd love to know!" Sigh.

"Uhhhh... There must be a mistake.." She looks up to Mary Sue, why did she had to marry her? She didn't know her but she didn't look like good news. "No offense, Is not like I'm worried about being forced to marry someone, I don't give a shit about that but it wouldn't work between us, so.... If you excuse me, I'll go to find a way to fix this." She says before walking to the closest door.

Marriage is the last thing on Karat's mind, especially if it's arranged. Just because she's a bunny that doesn't mean they'll get along, or that she'll make a good princess- or Queen, although Karat is last in line for the throne. He has no plans to be amicable to some stranger. That's not how true love works in the fairy tales! He needs to storm a castle and kill a dragon and deliver true loves first kiss- not have this whole ordeal arranged by his parents!

"I won't bother you if you don't bother me." He says to her, but truly he has no plans to even speak to her more than he has to. "You don't look like the type to enjoy adventures. I don't think we'll get along." Even though Karat had already decided that he wouldn't get along with her.

To be perfectly honest, Noa wasn’t totally against the idea of arranged marriage. Sure, it sounded old fashioned and something meant to breed good offspring but in general, he really didn’t mind. Maybe because marriage sounded very tired and useless to him anyway. Like something one did to secure their place in society and wealth.

Which is exactly what he was doing.

And Noa didn’t even hide his intentions from his husband-to-be. He knew exactly that Noa was in it for the money. The chap was a prince! He surely didn't expect anything else from him.
“Don’t worry, you won’t see me that much”, he promised with a shrug. “And when you do, it’ll be an adventure!”
The young man had no idea how suggestive it may sound, but he didn’t care either. He knew he'd be a good husband. Probably. Maybe.

Wait, should he tell Karat he’s a pirate?

If Noa isn'y husband material, feel free to pick anyone here

Rhett had absolutely no idea where he was, why he was in a suit, and..

He took a step back, "Who are you??!" good question. He quickly stiffened up, "Sorry- erm- didn't mean to freak out. Uh, hey..?" He thought about putting his hand out for a handshake, but.. this guy looked... dangerous. Rhett wasn't going to risk his hand in someway. He looked around the setting for a quick moment before relaxing just a bit more. "Why're we.. wait-" Rhett finally realized the situation around him. A wedding. But whos? "Oh- who's wedding is this..? I mean, the decorations are nice..-" One of the decorations had caught his attention. In fact, it wasn't even a decoration. it was food, a cake. He stepped over to it, observing the words on the cake. "..oh- oh no- wait-"

this was HIS wedding??! When did this happen?? Rhett put face in his hands, just panicking about this. Man, he was NOT ready to be married. "I'm sorry! I can't- not you- we don't- we don't even share any likings!" Rhett panicked a little more before just. laying on the ground, curled up. "I'm- not moving. I'm staying here. I'm sorry I just can't-" Rhett leaned up quickly and grabbed some chips from a bowl and scarfed them down. He is not budging from his spot, except to eat chips. The perfect comfort food for poor Rhett. "I'm sure you're a cool guy- but-" He sighed. Rhett realized this was just hugely embarrassing for him, and even kazach! After calming down a bit, he sighed once more, giving up now. "Fine- just.. lets get this over with.." 

"...who are you, and why am I here?" Emily whimpered, realizing she was in a wedding gown that was a bit too big for her liking. She looked across the hall, and there seemed to be a groom..? He also looked a bit nervous, his legs shaking a bit. "Wait-- we're getting married?!" She sputtered out, suddenly backing up. "Wh- when did I consent to this?!" She was suddenly being shoved by a strange figure. She had tripped a couple of times. 

"I'm- I'm not okay with this-- could we at least know each other's names first?!" She looked at the other party's face, he seemed close to fainting. Emily looked close to fainting as well. "I- I'm late for something- I need to go!" She then sprinted as fast as she could out of there- but tripped- which was excusable since she was in high heels.

Casino looked in confusion as his soon-to-be-bride was awaiting him at the altar, looking very uncomfortable. This isn't how his plan was supposed to go. He was gonna win back his ex Lark, and kick Lark's stupid little boytoy to the curb- not get married to a random stranger, least of all a woman. Not that he had anything against women of course, just that women were not part of his relationship preferences in the slightest. And then he remembered getting hammered as hell last night while visiting some old friends in his hometown, losing a bet, and having to do one of those classic quickie Vegas weddings with some rando.

"Did you lose a bet too?" He asked. "I never was good at gambling, much to dear old mom and pop's chagrin." 

Valentine was a very prominent figure in Las Vegas- of course as a musician who often headlined there as well as... someone who joined the party scene quiet often. Tonight seemed to be another one of those nights where Val got plastered at a club- dancing with any man he saw. Was it a good idea for him to be doing this alone? No. Did he do it anyways? Yes. 

Fast forward a couple hours later, Val found himself in one of those small 'drive-through marriage' chapels Vegas had littered around the city for this exact reason. Binge drinking and then marrying the first person who is generally nice to you.
The musician stared at the stranger, finally finding himself sober enough to make sense of the situation he was in. Ah. This again. 

"We're getting married... hm?" Val asked, not exactly shocked of appalled by the situation, "I'll just have you know I like to sleep on the left side of the bed." He said nonchalantly. 

It been a crazy and wild night. Super hazy too. Kyle wasn't sure if it was the molly or the booze that he took. Perhaps it was a mixture of both but he woke up to a man on the left side of his bed! "Woah!" Letting out a shock gasp. He nearly pissed himself! But hold up up now... Not just any man, he was Valentine! The Grammy winning celebrity!! Mr. Las Vegas himself! And it looked like they got marry the night before too! It was certainly so. They had rings on their fingers. Not a bad match at all. Besides Kyle enjoyed his music and artistic glam flare! He clears his throat before speaking again, "I mean.... WOaaahhh.... Well hello there handsome." Trying to force a low sexy manly voice out. As he raise his hands to show the musician. "Guess we are forever and ever! Owww la la~ Got myself a hubby!" Eyebrows up and down. Then eyeing him all over. "I hear you have a thing for cars too! I mean, we are a match made in heaven now, come on! You better not divorce me. I think this marriage is going to work. Though let's not tell the parents. Don't think they are into the idea of a Vegas Marriage. Haha!"

"Ohhh my!~ I'm not going to regret marrying you miss! Why you are the lady of my dreams!!!" Bows like a gentleman. "I mean.. Wow! A lady like you..... TAKE ME and ORDER ME AROUND lady!" He slicks his hair back and forces a low tone manly voice. "I mean... Yes.. I am the man for you...haha.." Trying to act tough and manly but is excitement was seeping out. What would a guy like Kyle do with a real lady like her... He didn't know. But he knew he would try his best to spoil his new wife.

I don't mind gender :)

" I belive all things have a reason.  So I believe this has purpose.  Be it a lesson on love or loyalty or whatever the universe wants me to learn " Lazalde smiled and brushed Kyle's hair behind his ear  and smiled " just married "

"Excuse me but what?" Azra made an exaggerated look. "You're lovely and beautiful but if i were to marry someone, it would be myself just sayin," Azra said with dramatic hand gesture while flaunting his tail. "And whoever design this venue needs to get their eyes check."