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The video opens to Peter sitting on the couch in the living room. 

“Hey guys, welcome back to the Ironfam!” he exclaims. “So, if you saw the last video I posted, you’ll know that Mr. Stark and Pepper are getting married. Now, that video actually took place a while ago, around the time of us filming… sardines? I think? Which was actually, like, six months ago, which is a little crazy. Anyway, the video you’re about to see is a compilation of video clips that happened over the last three or four months, since the wedding preparations have really picked up, that I’ve been filming and saving for you guys to post along with the previous, and next, videos because they all kind of go together. So, I hope you enjoy Oh my God They’re Getting Married Part Two - the wedding preparations!” 

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Peter is laying on the couch in the living room, holding the camera above him so his face is visible. 

“So,” he says. “The preparations for Tony and Pepper’s wedding have officially begun. They haven’t done a whole lot yet - the wedding is still three months away, so they’ve mostly been doing some overview things.” 

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“Mr. Stark,” Peter says, walking towards the kitchen table, where Tony is sitting. “Mr. Stark, show the Ironfam what you’ve got so far for the wedding!” 

“Well,” Tony says. “We’ve picked a color scheme.” 

“And?” Peter asks, after a pause. “What did you pick?” 

“Well, we went with blue and gold, because blue is one of Pepper’s favorite colors, and gold, because it’s one of mine, after red, but red and blue don’t really go all that well together.” Tony explained. 

“Excuse you,” Peter says, sounding offended. “On behalf of Captain America, Spider-Man, and the Founding Fathers, I am offended that you don’t like their color schemes.” 

“Okay, so they go well enough together, but we don’t want the wedding to look like it was ‘America’ themed, and red is a little overbearing,” Tony rolls his eyes. “So we went with blue and gold.” 

“Fine,” Peter says loftily. “I guess that’s acceptable.” 

“Oh, shut up, you little menace,” Tony says fondly. 

“So, what else have you done?” Peter asks. “Or have you only managed to pick colors?”

“We have also decided on what type of flowers we would like,” Tony informs them. “We’re going with sunflowers, tulips, and irises, with accents of daisies.” 

“Wow,” Peter sounds impressed. “Didn’t know you had such an artistic eye for flowers, Mr. Stark,” 

“Yeah, I don’t,” Tony shrugs. “That was mostly Pepper.” 

Peter laughs loudly. 

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“We need a role for Lady,” Peter says. 

Some time has obviously passed. Peter and Tony are in different outfits, the rest of the team is there, along with Ned and MJ, and papers are spread all over the table. 

“Well,” Tony looks over the paper he’s got in his hand. “She could be…” 

“She could be the ring bearer,” Pepper suggests, coming to sit next to Tony. “Lots of people use dogs for ring bearers.” 

“That’s a good idea,” Tony says, writing it down. 

“Tell the Ironfam what else you’ve got on that paper,” Peter prompts him. 

“Well, this is just the different roles everyone will play,” Tony explains. “And we’ve already checked with everyone that it’s fine. Rhodey’s my best man, obviously, and then Steve, Thor, Clint, Happy, and Peter are groomsmen. Bruce is the officiate, because apparently he’s allowed to do that and we’d rather it be someone we know. Bucky, Ned, Scott, and Cooper are ushers, because none of them wanted to be groomsmen and I don’t really know them well enough for that.” 

“Which is totally fair,” Ned adds. “Plus that’s also, like… way too much stress for me.” 

“That too,” Tony nods. “Apparently Lady is the ring bearer.” 

“I’ve got Nat as by maid of honor,” Pepper cuts in. “Plus Wanda, Hope, Maria, Laura, and MJ as my bridesmaids. And Lila is the flower girl.” 

“Peter needs a special role,” Clint suddenly says. “Seeing as how he’s basically the son of the bride and groom.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” Peter says, jokingly enthusiastic. “What’s my special role, Mr. Stark?” 

“You can be MJ’s bodyguard,” Tony says, without looking up. 

“Oh my god,” Peter and MJ say in unison; Peter’s excited, while MJ is exasperated. Everyone else laughs. 

“Let’s be real, Tony,” MJ says. “If one of us is the other’s bodyguard, we all know it’ll be me.” 

“Yes, but look how excited he is,” Tony points out. 

It’s true; Peter looks like he’s about to explode from excitement. 

“Can I wear sunglasses and an earpiece, like Happy?” he asks enthusastically. “And look all serious and grumpy?” 

“Sure, kid, knock yourself out,” Tony laughs. 

“Look, Happy,” Nat says, trying to smother her laughter. “He looks up to you so much. How can you say he’s annoying?” 

“You’ve never had to drive him home from school,” Happy shouts across the living room. 

“Yes, she has,” Peter contradicts him. “That one time everyone else was on different missions, and she was the only one home? She had to deal with me alone for, like, two weeks.” 

“I’m so sorry,” MJ says, laying a consoling hand on Nat’s arm. 

Everyone bursts out laughing again. 

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“We’re a couple weeks out, now,” Peter says. “They’ve picked a spot, which I’m not going to tell you because that would be stupid. Pepper wouldn’t let me go with her to find a dress, she took Nat and MJ and all the other bridesmaids with her. They all seemed to think I would be bored out of my mind, which I take offense to.” 

“You would be, kid,” Tony says, walking past and sliding his feet into his shoes. “Let’s see how well you hold out with getting fitted for a tux.” 

“I’ll be just fine,” Peter says confidently. “I bet it’ll be fun .” 

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“I am bored out of my mind,” Peter complains, leaning just a bit too close to Clint. “Come on, Barton, entertain me.” 

“What do you expect me to do?” Clint asks, baffled. “I am just as bored as you!” 

Tony steps out from a dressing room. 

“Are you done?” Peter asks, standing up. “Can we go?” 

“We’re done with mine ,” Tony says. “Now it’s your turn, and then we still have to do Steve, Clint, Thor, and Happy.” 

Peter groans.

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“Apparently I’m not allowed to see the wedding dress,” Peter sighs, laying on the couch again. “However, they do want my help planning the wedding cake. I don’t know why they think I’ll be any good at that, but might as well try.” 

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Peter is sitting on the floor in the kitchen, blueprints and diagrams spread around him, intently drawing and shading a sketch of a cake. Someone else is filming from the living room. 

“Having fun, there, Pete?” Tony asks from behind the camera, laughter filling his voice. 

“This is serious business, Mr. Stark,” Peter says, his voice dead serious, as he glances up from his sketch. “I can’t decide if three tiers is too much or not enough.” 

“Well, it’s up to you, kid,” Tony says. “Pepper and I want you to design it.” 

Peter looks up sharply. “ Really ?” 

“I mean, you already pretty much are,” Tony shrugs. “If you’re up to it, of course.” 

“Oh my god, Mr. Stark, you’re going to have the most fantastical wedding cake ever !” Peter exclaims. “I’m going to need way more paper!” 

Tony laughs loudly. 

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“So, we know the cake flavours,” Peter says decisively. “It’s going to be alternating vanilla and lemon tiers, because Mr. Stark likes vanilla and Pepper likes lemon. I’ve got multiple ideas, and they’re all a little extra, but it’s fine, because Mr. Stark is extra and I already showed them all to Pepper to make sure she likes them and she says she loves them all.” 

“Are you going to show the Ironfam?” Ned asks from behind the camera. 

“Oh, no, no,” Peter shakes his head, standing up and walking into the kitchen. Ned follows. “They have to wait and be surprised with Mr. Stark at the actual wedding.” 

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“Mr. Stark and Pepper are having a bit of a tough time deciding on music,” Peter explains, wandering throughout the tower as someone follows behind him. “Mr. Stark wants at least a little AC/DC, but Pepper says that’s not proper for a wedding reception.” 

He pauses outside a door, and seems to be listening for a moment. 

“Okay, it sounds like they’ve decided…” he whispers. “It sounds like Pepper’s going to let him have a couple rock songs, and they’re going to play some Disney because they know I’ll love it, and some waltz’s for Pepper. They’re not going to have live music, they’re going to set up some kind of sound system. Oh, ****, they’re coming-” 

Peter sprints away down the hall, as whoever’s filming turns and runs the other way. 

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“Mr. Stark?” Peter walks up to Tony, who’s sitting at the kitchen table, writing what appears to be an invitation. “Why are you inviting General Ross to a wedding in Spain, two weeks after your actual wedding?” 

“Because,” Tony shrugs. “Pepper says I have to at least invite him, it would be rude not to or whatever, no matter that all he’s ever been is rude… Anyway, she said I have to send him an invitation, but she never specifically said it had to be to our wedding, so… he’s going to a wedding. I’m sure someone’s getting married in this church house in Spain on August 29.”

Peter laughs. “Won’t Pepper be mad when she finds out?” 

Tony shrugs. “Maybe. She doesn’t like him either, though, so I don’t think it’ll be that big of an issue.” 

“Okay, your funeral,” Peter laughs again, turning and walking away.

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“All the girls are at the bridal party,” Peter explains, walking down a hallway in the tower in his pajamas. “I’m on my way to the bachelor party. I’m not going to film it, because I want this part to just be special for us, but… it’s going to be pretty fun! I’m excited, I’ve never been to one of these…” 

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“Mr. Stark is hiring a limo to transport all of us to the wedding!” Peter exclaims, laughing. “It’s next week, and it only just occured to him that we all need a way to get there, that’s not being driven by Happy, as Happy is also… in the wedding. It’ll be fun, I’ve never ridden in a limo, so I’m pretty excited for that… there is some stress going around right now, because as I said, the wedding is in less than a week… let’s see, it’s Thursday now, and the wedding is on Tuesday, so that’s only, like, 4 days, not including the rest of today or the actual wedding day. Pepper’s been doing a lot of hair and makeup stuff, trying to figure out what hairstyles to put on all the bridesmaids, but they’ve hired professional hairestylists to help them pick, and to actually do it on the big day, and I think they’ve almost got that covered… Tony’s figuring out the seating chart with Steve and some planner guy, and I’m not allowed to film them because the planner says it ‘makes him uncomfortable’, whatever, but they’ve decided to weave the names into flowers that are on the backs of the chairs? Which seems a bit extra to me, but then, you all haven’t seen the cake I’ve designed, I guess you could say that’s a little extra…” 

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“What are you doing?” Peter asks, entering the bathroom. 

MJ and Nat are searching through drawers, dumping hair accessories and makeup things into a bag on the counter beside them. 

“Making a bridal emergency kit,” Nat explains, not looking up. “Just in case anything goes wrong. We’ve got extra bobby pins, mints, hair tyes, hairspray, makeup, tissues, sewing kit, perfume, baby wipes, and clear nail polish… what else do we need?” 

“Tweezers?” MJ holds up a pair. “Just in case?” 

“Absolutely,” Nat agrees, adding them to the bag. “Alright, I think that’s everything.” 

“Am I supposed to have some sort of… groomal emergency kit?” Peter asks, sounding mildly worried. 

“No, no, you’ll all be fine,” MJ waves him off. “Boys don’t need nearly as much stuff as girls do.” 

“I am so glad I’m not a girl,” Peter breathes, as he leaves the bathroom. “It seems like it would be so much work.” 

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“So, apparently we’re supposed to give out ‘wedding favors’?” Peter says, sitting at the kitchen table with Tony and Pepper. “And they decided macarons. The wedding is tomorrow, so we’re just getting them all wrapped up. It’s about four in the afternoon, and Pepper’s going to leave at about six, so that she can go with all the bridesmaids and people so Tony doesn’t see them before the wedding. All the dudes are coming over here, and we’re going to get ready here in the morning… I’m not sure where the girls are getting ready, somewhere fancy, I assume…” 

Pepper laughs. 

“Hey, cameraboy!” Tony says teasingly. “Why don’t you put that down and help us box macarons?” 

“Okay, okay,” Peter laughs. “I’ll see you guys in the morning, for the undoubtedly chaotic last-minute wedding prep!” 

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Peter is wearing a tux, and his hair is neatly combed back. He looks stressed, as he walks quickly down a hallway. 

“Mr. Stark’s having a bit of a meltdown,” he says. “He’s freaking out, panicking, you know. All the guests are arriving right now, and everyone’s gotten ready, so I don’t know why he’s so stressed out, unless it’s just because he’s getting married in less than an hour… I’m on my way up right now, Steve seems to think I’m the only one that’ll be able to calm him down. I’m going to have to leave him before we head out, though, I’m walking out with MJ, and I’m supposed to be her bodyguard, so I’ve got to make sure I’m ready for that, too…” 

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“This is going to be a disaster!” Tony shouts, pacing up and down. “I’m going to forget my vows, or she’s going to change her mind and leave me at the alter, or she’s just not going to show, or someone’s going to die or attack us or-” 

“Tony!” Peter yells, getting his attention. Tony stops talking looking at Peter in shock. “Look,” Peter says, quieter. “Everything’s going to be fine. Pepper is not going to leave you, and you’re not going to forget your vows. Nobody except those you explicity invited know where and when this is, so nobody’s going to attack you, and even if they tried, you’ve got the best security in the world, nothing’s going to happen. Pepper loves you, Mr. Stark, and she’s been waiting for this day for ages. So have you. So go out there and rock it!” 

Tony laughs, and gives Peter a hug. 

“I dunno what I could have possibly done for the universe to give you to me,” Tony says quietly. “But I am infinitely glad that it did.” 

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“I’m downstairs,” Peter whispers to the camera. He’s wearing sunglasses, and has some sort of earpiece in. “I can hear everyone, we’re getting ready to go out. I’m starting to get a little nervous now, what if I trip down the aisle or something…”

“Oh, shut up, loser,” MJ says, swatting Peter gently on the head. “You’re not going to trip, you’re going to be fine. Is Tony already out there?” 

“Yeah,” Peter nods. “We’re just waiting for the go-ahead. Pepper’s behind us somewhere… MJ and I are the last bridesmaid and groomsmen going down the aisle, then Lila’s going down, then Lady with the rings, then I think it’s Pepper and her dad… I’m not going to show her to you, though, you’ll have to wait for the next video… Oh, oh, we’re going, we’re going… It’s showtime, people!”

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Words flow across the screen in fancy lettering. 

To be continued…  

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