After Saturday Night’s Main Event went off the air we’re taken to an unknown location somewhere in New York City. A long white cloth had been laid on the ground, serving as the aisle. At the end was a tall white arch trimmed with white roses and lace. Several rows of white folding chairs lined both sides of the aisle. A middle aged man dressed in a plain black suit with a thin white collar around his neck, signifying that he was indeed the priest. In his hand he had the Holy Bible. A few feet behind him was Deacon. Deacon was dressed in a black tuxedo with a light blue dress shirt. Drake came behind him dressed in a dark gray suit with a white shirt. As Deacon and Drake took their places in front of the alter ‘Here Comes the Bride�?comes from off to the side of the alter. The guests rose to their feet as Trish appeared in a white strapless wedding dress with a brown ribbon around the waist. Her long blonde hair was pulled up on top of her head almost in a bun. Behind her was Kaylee, who was dressed in a light lavender dress. A few moments pass and Trish reaches the end of aisle. Trish and Deacon turn towards each other, taking each other by the hand and gazing into each other’s eyes. The priest turns towards Trish and starts to speak. Priest: Do you, Patricia, take Deacon to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward till death do us part. Trish Stratus: I, Patricia, take you Deacon, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part. Deacon slips the ring on Trish’s finger. The priest turns towards Deacon and starts to speak. Priest: Do you, Deacon, take Patricia to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward till death do us part. Trish gazes into Deacon’s eyes, giving him one of her biggest smiles. Her heart was pounding with excitement as she waits to hear what he has to say. |