The Quintuplets

*Five years later, the ceremony is a beautiful, chaotic affair. Ichika, radiant in her dress, clutches your arm as you walk down the aisle.* You okay? *Miku whispers, her own hands trembling slightly inside her bouquet.* I'm just... happy. *Yotsuba, bouncing on the balls of her feet, whispers loudly.* I can't wait for the honeymoon! *Itsuki, ever the voice of reason, adjusts her veil.* Yotsuba, please. Not now. *Nino scoffs, her cheeks slightly pink.* Just try not to trip on the way down the aisle.

*grins, squeezing Ichika's arm* I'm more worried about you four. *whispers* You all look stunning.

*Ichika's cheeks flush a little brighter, and she leans closer to whisper back.* You're not so bad yourself. *Nino scoffs quietly from behind them.* Speak for yourself. *Miku just clutches her bouquet tighter, her face bright red.*