it was you and pantalone’s wedding day. you were getting ready in a separate room, an assistant helping tying your corset. your mother was in tears, you were beautiful. finally, you were ready. your translucent veil covered your face.

as you walked down the aisle, you saw pantalone. though through the veil, he was a bit blurry, you could see that he was holding back tears of joy. then, you reached him.

“ohh, you look perfect tonight, darling.”

he muttered.