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[ It's mid-morning when this video goes live, the camera auto-focusing on Prompto's face as he kneels "steathily" in what appears to be a hallway, his back pressed up against the wall even as he grins stupidly at the screen. Prompto isn't one to easily be found in a bad mood, but he appears to be exceptionally giddy today. The reason why? Well...

In a hushed, excited whisper: ]

Heeeeeeeey. Hey! Heyyyyy! Goodest of good mornings to ya! I've got, like, a crazy big announcement to make! Wait for iiiiiiiit, just - okay, okay -

[ He starts creeping down the hall in his crouched position, as if he's approaching wildlife that should be considered dangerous. And this is certainly dangerous. Prompto swivels the camera's view around to face forward as he tiptoes to just outside the doorway to Alisaie's study, where she's just visible through the ajar door, sitting at her desk, reading out of a book and drinking from a steaming mug. She seems to be unaware of his presence...for now. ]

See her? I know, right? An actual elven goddess, as clever as she is brave and loyal, a hero to the people and a scholar - also, a total hottie. Okay, but get this - I - me, Prompto Argentum - asked her to marry me - hah - and she totally said yes!

[ The last word is spoken with such a feverish high pitch that only dogs could probably hear it. He moves around the doorway just a biiit more so he can attempt to focus in on the engagement ring Alisaie is wearing, which really just makes the picture as fuzzy as hell because he's still in the hallway, but whatever, it's there on her hand and it looks great in person!! ]

Check it - booya! Look at that rock! Oh man, you guys, it was sooooo romantic, there were rose petals and fireworks and birds were singing - probably -

[ Prompto turns the camera back on himself as he just sort of...slouches back against the wall and laughs nonsensically with a hand against his face, which might seem a tad concerning for anyone who doesn't know him, but this is just his way. ]

Oh, man - I still can't believe it! I don't even know the first thing about planning a wedding... [ Even if his best friend was supposed to get married back home, it's not like Noct was at all involved with the planning of it, so Prompto has no example to follow there! He also stops remembering to whisper riiight about now. ] Like - we need a DJ, right? Pretty sure we need a DJ. Anyone out there a sick DJ? Am I gonna have to take my own photos? Plus, we're gonna need the best cake imaginable 'cause Miss Sweet Tooth in there -

[ Of course, this is when the door to the study swings open wide, with Alisaie appearing in it as grave as a ghost with a look that could kill, and Prompto's phone goes clattering to the floor, providing a unique perspective on what will likely be his brutal murder. ]

Oh, crrrr - hi, sweetheart! I was just...

[ As he grabs for his phone again, the feed cuts out, RIP. ]

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Where are you even gonna have it? Both these cities are goin' crazy right now.

[that is not a yes or a no. he is avoiding that.]

Noooo idea! But we wouldn't have it in Olympia, so you can totally come!

[ Yeah, he won't let him out of it that easily!!! ]

You're committed to this, huh?

'Course I am! I gotta have my buddies at my wedding.

[oh...]

Wait. We're buddies? When did that happen? [He sounds legitimately baffled okay. Their entire relationship is built upon a foundation of SHENANIGANS, all of which Prompto did not ask to be a part of.]

[ Little does Rocket know, shenanigans are the quickest way to becoming buddies with Prompto. ]

Hm...smewhere around the time I carried you in a backpack through the Institute, I'd say. Now you gotta deal with the consequences!

[ HEHEH ]

And those consequences are I have to get dressed up and listen to you and your girl tell everybody how much y'all love each other?

Yyyyyep, that pretty much sums it up! I guess you don't have to get dressed up, but there will be a prize awarded to best dressed.

[ He just decided this. ]

Is the prize money? [why]

What, my unending friendship and respect isn't enough of a prize?

Is... that a question you want me to answer honestly?

[ SIGH ]

I was joshin' you, man! [ Sorta. ] Seriously, though. It'd mean a lot to me if you could be there! We'll be inviting all your buddies, anyway.

[ Since Prompto has more or less collected all the Guardians as friends now... ]

Oh, well if those idiots are going, then I have to go. I owe Quill embarrassment after that last party.

[That's the only reason. Why are you bad at friends, Rocket???]

Hey, whatever it takes. Just try to limit the property damage, will you?

[ Look, he know how friends can be... ]

I will do my very best to be moderately gentle.

Heh. Soooo, I'll see you there, then?

[ Never mind it's not even planned yet. ]

Assuming Wyver and Olympia don't blow each other up.

R-right! Right. Guess we could always go have a jungle wedding...

[ Ugh. Please, no. ]

Oh sure. The floral arrangements might eat you, but, hey, great aesthetics.

Hey, that's better than some overeager local chucking the wedding cake into a fire, or somethin'.

Wyvern weddings probably involve some kind of ritualistic burning. Or drinking something nasty.

[a pause.] This planet sucks.

Get this! They don't even have weddings in Wyver. Guess the Pact is the closest thing they've got to it. Sooo, if you've got a priest or a king in your back pocket, I'm in the market for someone who will marry us.

[ Or they can just say screw it and make up their own rules. It's not like there's a set tradition here. ]

I know Sanzo...

[He's about to add that Sanzo is the W O R S T, but at the same time... He wants to see his reaction to being asked to perform a ceremony.] Heh. Tell you what- I'll talk to him about it.

F-for real? You will?

[ He doesn't know Sanzo, but if he can get the job done... ]

...Hang on, this isn't just something you're gonna use to try 'n' get me to go along with some scheme of yours later, is it?

Nah. This is 100% 'cause I wanna see the look on his face when I ask.

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