This particular day was a very exciting one for all the sylvanians living in Dandelion Creek as today, Primrose Keats and Patrick Dante would be getting married. The Cakebread and Cottontail family had gotten up bright and early to set up the floral arch and piano. Soon after the whole village had carried chairs onto the little meadow where the ceremony would take place, only a few minutes walk away from the heart of the village and were now chatting eagerly as they awaited the arrival of the bride. Patrick Dante stood just before the flower arch and was fidgeting madly with the hem of his shirt.

“Hey, relax Patrick!” his best man Henry Hazelnut said to him.

“Relax?! I am so nervous and excited, argh, when will she come!” Patrick babbled.

“All in good time, just relax and enjoy your wedding!” Henry encouraged as he pulled Patrick’s hand away to stop his fidgeting “I see your pants fit now” he continued.

“Ha! I can fit them but Sorrel made we wear a belt as I looked too ‘plump’ and it is digging into my waist. I can barely breathe!”

“Poor you and-” Henry slapped his hand away from his shirt again “when you look at her you won’t feel nervous anymore. Everything will be fine. Don’t worry and stop fidgeting please”

Patrick gave him a disbelieving look but stopped fidgeting.

At the same time the bride was hiding behind a small hedge.

“Oh god! I am going to get married. Oh my, I am so nervous!” Primrose Keats spluttered and clutched her bouquet tightly.

“Now calm down Primrose, calm down” Alonzo Macavity whispered.

“Calm down?! I am going to get married! What if he changes his mind?”

“He won’t. He loves you doesn’t he?” Tabitha reasoned with her best friend.

“I think so but-”

“Say you wanted to live somewhere he really hated, would he still move if you had your heart set on living there?”

“I think he would, yes. No, maybe. I don’t know!”

“Just shush Primrose! You will be just fine!” Alonzo assured her and gave her arm a quick squeeze “I think it is time for the wedding to begin Primrose!”

The clock struck the hour and the brides maid, flower girl and the maid of honour walked down the aisle. Since Skimble was so so small, Claire had to carry the basket for her as she herself had difficulties pulling it along. Everyone smiled as the trio who steadily made their way up to the front.

Then it was time for Primrose to make her way up. She looked magnificent in her white silk dress and the long veil though she did have a death grip on the flowers. Patrick looked at his bride in awe, he always knew she was one beautiful woman but she looked absolutely stunning now, his face lit up in a dazzling smile. The rest of the village oohed and aahed at the sight of her. Slowly and in time to the music, Alonzo and Primrose also walked to the front where Alonzo stepped beside Henry, leaving Primrose standing beside Patrick.

“Wow” he breathed to himself.

“Hi” she whispered back. Her dark eyes were alive with emotion and happiness and the small smile on her lips reminded Patrick of the time when they had just met only a year ago under a large oak tree. Her smile still made him feel butterflies.

Primrose smiled happily at him, she saw the adoration in his eyes as he looked right into her eyes. She blushed slightly when remembering all the time they had spent together. They both then turned to face Aristotle Treefellow.

“Thank you everyone for gathering here today to witness the marriage of Patrick Dante and Primrose Keats. Today is a celebration, a celebration of love, of commitment, of friendship…” Aristotle began.

“I, Patrick, promise you: I will laugh with you in times of joy, and comfort you in times of sorrow. I will share in your dreams; support and encourage you as much as I can. I will listen to you with compassion and understanding. I will shield you from the wind, cover you from the rain, always be there for you. Together, we will live a life of constant adventure.”

“I, Primrose, vow to love you as you love me, through all darkness, hardness and pain we will be strong together. I will be strong for you, you will be strong for me. I will be honest and have faith. Together, let us build a home filled with laughter and light, shared freely with all who may live there. Let us be partners, best friends and lovers, today and all of the days that follow.”

“Do you Patrick Thomas Dante take Primrose Annabelle Keats to be your lawful wedded wife?”

“I do”

“Do you Primrose Annabelle Keats take Patrick Thomas Dante to be your lawful wedded husband?”

“I do”

Silently, Bilberry Bramble snuck up the aisle with the rings and then handed them to Aristotle.

“Having this love in your hearts, we shall now seal your vows to each other by exchanging rings. A ring is a sign of completeness, they have neither a beginning nor end, much like your love for one another. Patrick, please put the ring on Primrose’s hand. Primrose, please put the ring on Patrick’s hand. May these rings you wear today forever remind you of your love and the promises you have made today.”

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride” Aristotle finally announced.

Patrick gently placed his hand on Primrose’s waist and kissed her enthusiastically.

Everyone was smiling at the happy newlyweds as they walked down the aisle. Quite a few sylvanians had a few tears rolling down they cheeks, mainly the women but then again, some males were also doing their best to conceal their teary eyes.

Then it was time to cut the cake. The whole village was gathered in a nearby field where tables and chairs stood, awaiting the guests. Unfortunately, there were not enough chairs to go around but nobody complained as this was Primrose and Patrick’s special day where all the attention should be on them. Therefore the sylvanians who had not gotten a seat just hovered near the tables or between them.

Alonzo Macavity brought out his special cake which this time included all the ingredients and set it on the wooded table where Patrick and Primrose were seated. They both held onto the knife and cut the cake, everyone clapped and then tucked into the delicious food Henry Hazelnut had prepared. Salads, sandwiches, fruit salad, ice cream, little savory cakes, crackers with dips, roast veggies and much, much more.

After everyone had finished, they all helped to carry away the plates and the extra tables and chairs. Primrose had never felt happier as Claire Golightly, Mimi Appleseed and Rosie Buttermilk started to play their musical instruments and Patrick led her to the center of the circle the other villagers had created for the first dance. He gently took her hand in his and began to dance with her to the rhythm of the soft music which was coming from the three girls.

“Doesn’t this remind you of when we got married Elliot?” Evangeline Beaman asked her husband.

“It does darling, it does.” he replied and gave his teary wife a hug.

‘I will never get married’ their son Eddie thought to himself as he watched his parents and the newly married couple.

‘I will get married, this is so sweet’ his twin sister Lucille thought to herself as she watched her parents and the newly married couple.

Patrick finished the dance with dipping his smiling wife when the music ended. Patrick had never seen his wife smile so much in one day and felt that the past few months which were stressful for him with all that wedding planning had been worth it as now they had their dream wedding and it was absolutely perfect.

Then everyone else joined in the dancing. At first wives danced with their husbands, siblings danced with each other, but then eventually they danced with other sylvanians whom they weren’t related to.

“That was really and amazingly delicious cake wasn’t it?” Primrose asked her husband.

“Yes it truly was, it was much better than that one we had at the Bakery a week ago”

“How do you know about that? You didn’t have any!”

“Aaaahhhm, I um, I, I assumed it would taste a lot better.” he replied hopefully.

“Paaatrick” Primrose said in a tone which meant she had figured out how her cake had disappeared at the Bakery when they were meeting Melissa Cakebread. But to Patrick’s surprise who was expecting a telling off, she laughed! “I wondered why you stopped asking me!” she exclaimed. Patrick decided not to tell her about how he had snuck out to the Bakery in the early morning on a few occasions.

Lastly everyone positioned themselves for a photo.

“Young love” sighed the elderly Catherine Cottontail to her husband Christopher as she watched Primrose and Patrick out of the corner of her eye.

Christopher thought for a moment before replying “Love never gets old darling, love never gets old”

Yes, the wedding has happened! On the fourth of November 2017 Primrose and Patrick became Mr. and Mrs. Dante! Exciting! I hoped that you liked it and I will leave you with their wedding photos:

“NO! For the 32nd time today, NO, you CANNOT have a doughnut!”

“But why?! I haven’t had one in the past TWO days!” Patrick Dante tried to reason with his flustered fiance.

“Because you are on a diet!” replied a very exasperated Primrose Keats.

“Why? The wedding trousers are to big for me anyway!”

“They were supposed to fit someone who was a lot taller than you!” she pointed out wisely.

“Well, what if my trousers fall down in the middle of the wedding?”

“You will wear a belt so that won’t happen!”

“But it might!” Patrick whined, the lack of doughnuts really getting to him now. Primrose just put on her very best scowl and looked at him sharply. “So can I have one?”

“Aaargh!” Primrose exclaimed, clearly very frustrated. She was already stressed with the wedding planning and the constant pestering for doughnuts by Patrick wasn’t helping. She half considered to give in but then decided against it. No, she didn’t want to be mending the bursting seams at the top of his normal trousers during their honeymoon.

“Hello there!” came a friendly voice behind the pair before they could continue their disagreement. It was Melissa Cakebread who Primrose never had a proper conversation with yet had been told she knew the children of Dandelion Creek well. Not quite as well as Tabitha Hazelnut though who was out on a shopping trip to the next village along with her husband Henry. Together, they were the closest friends the couple had.

“Hello Melissa! Do take a seat!” Primrose smiled warmly.

“Thank you, I will. Now, bridesmaids, ring boy and groomsmen now is it?”

Just then Clara Macavity came up the stairs and to their little table. She had plates, cups and forks on her serving tray and began to set them out on the table.

“I asked Alonzo if he would bring up something for us” Melissa quickly explained as she saw the questioning looks Patrick and Primrose were giving her. “So, Patrick, do you have any idea who you would like your best man and groomsmen to be?”

“Yes, I only really know one person who would be my best man but I am not sure who my groomsmen should be”

“Yes, Patrick likes the other men equally but I don’t think there is enough room up at the front for all” Primrose explained after she had a quick word with Clara.

“Would it be possible if I didn’t have any groomsmen?” Patrick asked hopefully.

“Well sure! It is your wedding after all! Oh look, here comes Alonzo!”

“Cake?” Alonzo asked.

“Wow!” there was a collective gasp from the trio as they saw the cake.

“Cream, strawberries, spices… you are amazing Alonzo!” Primrose sighed happily, she found that Alonzo was a very good friend who she could always count on. Alonzo gave her the first piece and then proceeded to cut another one. Patrick’s mouth watered at the sight of the generous slice Alonzo had cut, it looked so delicious!

“I am sorry, I have run out of two of the spices that make up my special spice mix so it doesn’t taste as good as it usually does.”

“Alonzo! It still tastes really good!” Melissa commented after she had eaten a fork full of the slice he had just past her.

“And a slice of bunny toast for you Patrick!” Alonzo presented Patrick with a flourish who stared filled with disappointment down at his plate. “Heard you were on a diet Patrick, enjoy!” Alonzo added as he went down the stairs again.

“Don’t worry Patrick, you will get cake at you wedding.” Melissa stated.

“But that is in like 1, 2, 3, 4… so many days away!” he glared at the smiling toast in disgust, obviously wishing it would magically turn into the cake Melissa and Primrose had. It didn’t happen.

“Hulooo!” Aristotle Treefellow greeted.

“Good morning” chorused three voices.

Primrose jumped up “Are these the children you have chosen?” she asked Aristotle and Melissa.

“Yes, Skimble Macavity, Claire Golightly and Bilberry Bramble”

“My bridesmaids! How lovely! You will look such dears in the dresses I have arranged for you!” Primrose gushed happily.

“Me wear no dress! Me no bird maid! Me the bestest ring boy ever!” Bilberry cried out and hugged Primrose.

“Awww!” everyone chorused.

“I know you will do an amazing job Bilberry!” Primrose encouraged through his soft spikes.

“Well, I am quite sorry Miss Keats but these children need to get back to their groups. Skimble and Bilberry you have story time and Claire, you are not getting out of that mathematics test I have told the class to study for.” Aristotle interrupted in his usual important way.

“Alright children, see you tomorrow at 3 for your clothes fitting” Primrose slowly let go of the little hedgehog in her arms.

Reluctantly, she sat back down at the table to start eating her cake to find it gone! Accusingly she looked at Patrick who was whistling softly as he started to eat his toast.

Hello everyone! I took these photos just now and I guess they will do. Unfortunately for the past week the weather has been cloudy or too sunny so I decided to take them just a few hours ago but it was still too sunny so they didn’t turn out as good as I would have liked them to. Can you guess who ate Primrose’s cake? I am sure you can! Next post will be the actual wedding!

Lots of hugs,

Emily

Primrose Keats had finally found her fiance who had been in the Bakery devouring a sugary doughnut. Now Primrose had dragged Patrick into the Country Market where they both saw Mrs. Cottontail tending to a customer.

“And are you quite sure she will receive this letter before next week?” Melinda Cakebread asked worriedly,

“Yes dear, I am sure she will receive the letter before then, you have nothing to worry about” Sorrel Cottontail reassured the young poodle.

“Alright, thank you Mrs. Cottontail!” Melinda called as she marched out of the shop.

“You’re welcome Melinda!”

“Hello Sorrel, I am back again!” Primrose exclaimed, embracing the rabbit with a warm hug. “Now, I hear you have a fancy outfit for Patrick here?”

“Oh yes I do!” Sorrel responded and pulled out a pile of folded clothes for Patrick to try on. First the pants, then the shirt and then the jacket.

“Oh Patrick! What ever have you done to your button?! It is loose but I only fixed it last week! What have you been up to?” Primrose started fussing over the shirt. In reply, Patrick only mumbled something about a ‘rogue tree branch’.

Patrick looked at himself, he was dressed in pale blue silk trousers, a crisp white collared shirt which had a bit of lace on it and a pearl button, over this was a pale, also silk,  blue jacket. He sucked his tummy in, “This is far too tight! I can hardly breathe!”

“Well if you didn’t spend so much time wolfing down those doughnuts then maybe you wouldn’t have that problem!” Primrose exclaimed crossly.

Patrick frowned and then scowled at his outfit, “I don’t like this, I am not wearing this, it is scratchy and itchy and uncomfortable and…” he trailed off and realized he was losing this battle”And it is too tight and…. Doesn’t go with our colour theme?” he finished hopefully.

Primroses heart softened at the puppy eyed look he was giving her “Alright, I guess you are right about that.” she agreed finally “Get changed out of it then”.

Patrick willingly got changed out of that awfully uncomfortable suit and into his comfortable cotton olive trousers.

“Well hello everyone!” Henry Hazlewood greeted the group “Here is the waiters outfit, maybe this will work for you Patrick!”

“Thank you so much Henry!” Sorrel thanked him and gave the carefully ironed outfit to Patrick to change.

Primrose helped her husband to get onto the suit. The whole outfit was made out of a comfortable material which Patrick liked as it still looked smart but is still comfortable. He straightened his bow tie and looked expectantly at Primrose.

“No dear, take that off, you look too much like a waiter in it” Primrose flustered and pulled off the little jacket thing which she disliked.

“There, perfect!”

“Yes, I like it, it is comfortable, stylish but is a little bit too large around the waist area” Patrick responded “I need to eat some more doughnuts to fill the gap!”

Primrose scowled disapprovingly at him but then her expression slowly changed into a grin. “Oh no you don’t, I can tighten the waistband”

Henry and Sorrel smiled happily at Patrick who was looking quite relieved and a glowing Primrose who gave Patrick a big kiss on the cheek, making him blush slightly.

“That is the one! Thank you Henry, I will gladly wear this!”

“And it goes perfectly with our colour scheme too!”

Henry hung the suit carefully onto the coat hangers and left the store. He would bring the suit to the Beaman household so that all the outfits would be in one place. While Henry was on his way to the Beamans’, Patrick was getting changed and Primrose had another look in the ‘Trips to the Countryside’ book.

“Can I take this book with me Sorrel? I will bring it back!”

“Yes of course Primrose, here, take it!” Sorrel handed her the book.

“Thanks Sorrel! We really need to go now. Hurry up Patrick! I need to talk to Tabitha about something!”

The happy couple smiled at each other as they exited the shop. Primrose held the book with one hand and Patrick’s hand with the other. Their outfits were done, now they just needed to organize bridesmaids and groomsmen clothes! And, who would their bridesmaids and groomsmen be?

Too be continued…

Why hello everyone! I have actually been organized these holidays, (sort of anyway) and have written 4 posts and have taken photos for another 3! That should get us through this upcoming term of school when I don’t have the creativity to post anything (I hope). So, how did you like the story? I think I will probably do maybe one more story in this small Wedding Series thing before the actual wedding, I still need to photograph that. I have also updated the ‘Meet the Critters’ page if you want to have a look.

Do you have any ideas for what they could do for their honeymoon when they get married?

Hugs, Emily

Read Patrick and Primroses arrival story:

The Arrival of Patrick Dante and Primrose Keats

Read the first half of this story:

Wedding Clothes Shopping; One is Excited