Qibli: So, Winter, why did you call me here?
Winter: Since we are now intimate with each other, I think it's only traditional that we adorn what dragons call couples jewelry.
Qibli: Ooh! Finally, someone is taking care of the Mrs.
Winter: Be quiet, and hold out your talon.
*Qibli obeys him, oddly excited*
Qibli: So, is this going to be a bracelet?
Winter: Not really... *pulls out a gold ring*
Qibli: *stares* Winter...
Winter: Now, I'll just slip this on your claw *slips it on ring claw*
Winter: And I'll do the same with my ring *slips on a silver ring*
Winter: There! Now we have couples jewelry!
Qibli: ...
Winter: What?
Qibli: Dude, this is a marriage proposal.
Winter: What! No, it's not!
Qibli: Are you sure? Because the rings makes things misleading.
Winter: It's not a marriage proposal.
*Suddenly, the Jade Winglet walks in*
Kinkajou: Hey, guys-- *spots rings*
Kinkajou: ........OH MY MOONS! YOU TWO ARE GETTING MARRIED!
Winter: It's not a marriage proposal!
Turtle: Congratulations!
Umber: About time.
Moonwatcher: I'll plan the ceremony!
Winter: It's not a fucking marriage proposal!
Kinkajou: I'm going tell everyone in the Academy!
Winter: DON'T!
Kinkajou: HEY EVERYONE! MY FRIENDS, WINTER AND QIBLI, ARE GETTING MARRIED!
Tsunami: Wow, what a shocker.
Sunny: Can we plan the wedding here.
Starflight: Wait, wasn't Winter already married?
Clay: Yes, once to a spoon, and another to a strange looking scavenger.
Starflight: Uh...
Kinkajou: I'm so happy for you two!
Qibli: Thanks!
Winter: WHAT IS HAPPENING!?
Later:
*A wedding ceremony was made for Winter and Qibli, and they were standing at the altar, with Turtle as the revenant again*
Winter: How the fuck did this happen?
Qibli: *shrugs*
Turtle: Now, I pronounce you mates, you may now kiss the cynical IceWing, Qibli.
Winter: Da fuck you just said?
Qibli: *sigh* Of course.
*Qibli gently grabbed Winter's face, and then pressed his lips against the other's. Winter stopped felling angry, and allowed warmth to go through him, as he kissed his mate*
Cobra: Wow, Qibli was right, he did marry Winter. Though, I can't believe I'm only free for this stupid occasion.
Tundra: Well, at least it isn't a spoon.
Cobra: Hey, prissy pants, you're technically royalty, right?
Tundra: Correct, prisoner.
Cobra: My son is giving your son a happy life, isn't it only fair we SandWings get half your fortune?
Tundra: You think I'm glad that my son married a lowly SandWing?
Cobra: Hey, at least it isn't a NightWing. And in return, I do know a secret entry into Thorn's treasure hold.
Tundra: Hmmm...continue.
Hailstorm: You two are awful parents.
Tundra: Quiet honey, mommy's bargaining.
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Winter: Ask or Dare! (CLOSED)
HumorLeave dares and questions for everyone's favorite snobbish IceWing! (Will include harsh language) (FINISHED)
