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Chapter 20
Yorix
T he week sped by, filled with multiple reclaimings, late breakfasts, sightseeing during the day, and longing and splashing in the pool the couple of evenings we opted to not go out for dinner. The luau was a hit with everyone, especially young Jimmy who wanted to learn to “dance like a warrior and gets to do fire” as he put it.
“I can’t believe we have a wedding to go to,” Lynn laughed as she clipped a sprig of plumeria into her hair. “Especially one that’s Hawaii Five-O themed.”
“By all accounts, Klora is quite eccentric when it comes to his human crime shows,” I replied.
She giggled. “Okay, having met the guy, I’ll agree with that assessment. Really lovely, but definitely different, albeit in a nice way. I think this will be fun, for sure.”
I thought she was right, but we needed to get moving or we’d be late.“Ready?” I asked her.
“Yep,” she said, patting her hair one last time. “Let’s go.”
We found our friends waiting for us in the hall.
“Where's Jimmy? Lynn asked.
“Grandpa Tony is taking him for a ‘boy’s day out’,” Chris replied, using air quotes.
“They are going to the zoo, then to the beach,” Oshar clarified.
“He is looking forward to getting his grandfather to feed him as many shave ices as he can,” Korah grinned.
Lynn laughed. “Knowing Daddy, they got one at the very first stand they got to before getting very far.”
“Probably,” Chris agreed.”But he gets to deal with him all hyped on sugar. I’m sure by the time we get home, he’ll be crashing and be ready for bed.
We all chuckled at that, knowing just how true it was.
“Your mom took your sister out souvenir shopping,” Korah added.
“Nice,” Lynn said.
We reached the elevator and pressed the button.
“I wonder what the wedding is going to be like,” Chris said as we trooped inside the car once the door slid open. “How do you even do a Hawaii Five-O wedding?”
It turned out that how one did this, was to hire a small band who could plug into the food truck’s outlets using long cords in order to reach the close-by section of the beach that the ceremony was being held at. They played the theme tune, which had nearby beach goers and patrons of the food truck as well as its employees loudly singing along, “Bah bah bah bah bah…”
Then the officiant, who was dressed up as a police officer, spoke.
“Do you, Adrian, revoke your right to remain silent, to reveal anything that may be held as proof in the court of love?”
“I do,” Adrain said clearly. “I, Adrian, hereby proclaim my love and adoration for Klora.” He laughed. “Honestly, I wouldn’t have agreed to this if I didn’t.”
We all laughed, because truly, he was being nice about Klora’s unusual wedding plans. I was grateful that my Lynn had not wished to do this. It was fun, but ours had felt spiritual. To each their own, though. No doubt this held deep meaning for them both, especially given how they met.
Adrian continued. “From the moment you appeared, red and blue lights flashing everywhere, ready to investigate the crime and see the perps brought to justice, I knew there was something special about you.”
“Book ‘em, Danno!” someone called out and another laugh rippled through the crowd.
Adrian shook his head chuckling. “I’m trying, give me a minute!”
More laughter. Lynn couldn’t seem to stop giggling and I felt my own face nearly split in two from the huge grin I was sporting myself.
“This is hilarious,” Chris choked out.
“I’m glad we didn't miss this,” Oshar agreed, chuckling as Korah’s shoulders shook with mirth.
“We shall have to watch this so we can understand the jokes more fully,” he said.
‘Right, as I was saying," Adrian said, grabbing Klora’s hand. “I knew I wanted you, even if you thought I might be a criminal. But the joke's on us both, as I’m the one cuffing you with this ring to me for eternity, as I vow to love and cherish you forever.”
Klora grinned at him, a fang showing.
“I might have taken a while to figure out that the reason my senses were tingling was because you were my mate.” He held up a matching band, and Adrian lifted his other hand up for him to slide it on. “I, Klora, not only an astounding investigator for the Mylos fleet, but a fully paid up member of the official Jack Lord Appreciation Society as well as an active member of the Hawaii Five-O Fan Club established in 1968 and now for both the original as well as th reboot, do solemnly affirm these as your rights. You have the right to remain silent as well as tell me off when I mess up. Everything I say or do, you have the right to hold against me if I do mess up. You also have the right to reward me if I don’t.” He waggled his eyebrows.
I choked back another laugh at his ribald comment. Lynn was doubled over by now.
“I can’t,” she wheezed.
I patted her back. She wasn’t the only one, and he wasn’t done yet.
“You have the right to counsel, should you need advice on setting me straight if I mess things up at home. If you cannot find one amongst your friends and our family, you have the right to seek counsel from among mine.” he slid the ring on. “I hereby charge you with the crime of stealing my hearts, and declare them lost to you forever.”
“I hereby declare you husband and husband,” the officiant said, laughing and the band began playing the theme song once more, stopping as the couple reached the shrimp truck.
“Alright, let’s eat!” Klora yelled.
“This is definitely a wedding to remember,” Lynn laughed as we hurried to get in line.
“Yeah, but you gotta admit, pretty cool to have the guy who played Kamekona in the reboot running a shrimp truck just like the one on the show,” Chris replied. “Same name and all.”
“Yeah, and it certainly looks and smells good.” she agreed.
I stepped over to join Korah and Oshar who were standing by the grooms, adding our congratulations to theirs before we rejoined our mates in line. Reading the menu, I said, “I’m going to order the shoyu.”
“The jambalaya for me,” Lynn decided.
“How about we order one of everything and share so we can taste everything?” Chris suggested and we all readily agreed.
It turned out to be a wise decision. Kamekona’s got five star ratings from each of us before we even finished clearing our plates.