She had dreamed of their wedding day ever since the first time he'd said, "I love you."  But she had never thought that her special day would turn out like it was. In her dreams they would marry on a Thursday, and always on a Thursday, in a small chapel just west of Pallet Town.  Only their closest friends and family would attend, because they would be the only witnesses they needed.  

Her sisters would serve as her bridemaids in dresses of blue silk and Ash's groomsmen would wear bow ties the same shade of blue.  She would wear a white wedding dress and her mother's veil and he would wear a black tux with his hair wild and messy.  The organist would see her standing at the door and the wedding march would begin as she made her way down the aisle.

But standing in the doorway of the busy courthouse, Misty realizes all to quickly that her dream wedding will never be.

"It'll be better this way."  Ash had told her earlier after presenting two gold bands from his pocket.  "Everyone says we're practically married already.  Besides this way it'll just be us and we won't have to worry about anything or anybody else."

She had been hesitant to agree, but somehow she had found herself nodding.  And had even begun to laugh Ash grabbed her hand and led her to the courthouse, where she now stood.  Taking a breath she observes her surroundings before taking a step forward.  The courthouse is filled with strangers, not family and friends, she wears a blue sundress instead of a white wedding dress and veil, and there is no wedding march to guide her along the aisle.      

Yet, despite all these differences she can't help but smile.  Its her wedding day and the man she wishes to spend the rest of her life with is waiting for her down the aisle.