Cole sighed as he watched helplessly as Mia ran around the palace, yelling orders to the guards.

" You lot! Please get the cake!"

" Would you three be a dear and decorate the ballroom?"

" AIEEE-! We need to get them clothes! Blackie, show them the catalog!"

Vania chuckled as she leaned over the couch. " That's some party planner you have."

Cole shrugged. " She was the only one who would allow me to have cake. Mmm... Cake." Cole's stomach grumbled at the thought.

Vania laughed. " Well, stomach, " she teased. " I promise Cole will be well fed."

" Wait, but we still haven't decided. We're getting married, okay, but... Where am I supposed to live?"

Vania looked at him. " It's your choice."

Cole sighed. " I guess I could live in two places. Stay in the monastery for two weeks, come here for two."

Vania nodded. " Good choice."

Then, she saw Mia unravel a list, that went from Mia all the way to the door, and beyond.

" That's some list."

Cole nodded, glancing at the endless scroll of tasks Mia was preparing to tackle. "Yeah, that's Mia for you," he said, chuckling despite himself. "She doesn't do anything halfway."

Mia was now directing a group of guards toward the ballroom, her tiny figure full of authority as she rattled off instructions. "Make sure the ribbons are tied in perfect bows! And the tablecloths-crease-free, got it? And where's the ice sculpture? It better not be melting!"

Vania watched, amused, as Mia darted around, her energy seemingly endless. "She's really something," Vania remarked with a smile. "But don't you think she's taking on too much? This is supposed to be a celebration, not a military operation."

Cole sighed, but his smile remained. "That's just how Mia shows she cares. She wants everything to be perfect for everyone. It's her way of making sure we all have the best time. Besides," he added with a grin, "if it means more cake, I'm not complaining."

Vania giggled and nudged Cole playfully. "Always thinking with your stomach."

Cole patted his belly. "Hey, a man's gotta have his priorities straight."

Mia suddenly appeared in front of them, her face flushed but determined. "Cole, Vania!" she exclaimed, holding up a thick catalog. "We still need to pick out the napkins and the centerpiece designs! I've narrowed it down to five options, but I need your input!"

Vania took the catalog from Mia, flipping through the pages with interest. "Mia, you've really thought of everything, haven't you?"

Mia nodded eagerly. "Of course! This has to be perfect. After all, it's not every day one of my big brothers and his princess get married."

Cole and Vania exchanged a warm glance. "You know, Mia," Cole said, reaching out to ruffle her hair, "we really appreciate all the effort you're putting into this. But remember, it's okay to take a break and enjoy yourself too."

Mia beamed up at him, her resolve unwavering. "I will, after everything's set. And don't worry, I'll make sure the cake is ready for you, Cole."

Cole laughed. "You better! Otherwise, I might just start eating the decorations."

Vania giggled, and Mia rolled her eyes playfully. "You would, wouldn't you?"

As Mia dashed off to continue her preparations, Cole turned back to Vania. "You know," he said thoughtfully, "having Mia around is like having a whirlwind of energy. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

Vania smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. "Neither would I. With her planning this wedding, it's bound to be unforgettable."

Cole wrapped an arm around her, feeling content. "Yeah," he agreed, watching Mia command the room with a mixture of awe and affection. "It really is."

Jay came barreling into the room, his entrance marked by an unplanned slide across a patch of ice on the floor. He flailed his arms, struggling to regain his balance, before Cole reached out and caught him just in time.

"Whoa! Thanks, Cole!" Jay gasped, his eyes wide with surprise. He glanced around the room, taking in the elaborate decorations, the meticulously arranged flowers, and the ice sculptures that seemed to be everywhere. "What in the world did my sister do?!"

Cole chuckled as he helped Jay stand upright. "Looks like Mia's turned this place into a full-blown winter wonderland. And she's not holding back."

Jay shook his head in disbelief, a grin spreading across his face. "I leave her alone for five minutes, and she turns the palace into a skating rink. What is she thinking?"

Vania, still perched on the couch, giggled at the sight. "She's really determined to make this wedding unforgettable," she said, her tone full of admiration. "You should have seen her earlier, Jay. She's been organizing everything like a pro."

Jay rubbed the back of his neck, still trying to process the sheer amount of work Mia had put into the event. "I just hope she doesn't tire herself out. Knowing Mia, she's probably forgotten to take a break."

Cole nodded. "We tried telling her to relax, but you know how she is. She won't stop until she's sure everything's perfect."

Jay sighed, a mix of pride and concern in his eyes. "That sounds like Mia, alright. I should probably check on her, make sure she's not going overboard."

As Jay turned to leave, he glanced back at Cole and Vania. "But seriously, what's with all the ice? Did she bring in a snow machine or something?"

Cole shrugged, smiling. "Could be. At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if she had a whole winter storm brewing outside."

Vania chuckled. "Whatever she has planned, I'm sure it'll be amazing. But you might want to wear some non-slip shoes, Jay."

Jay laughed. "Good idea. And maybe I'll bring a towel in case I wipe out again."

With that, Jay headed off in search of Mia, while Cole and Vania exchanged amused glances. The palace was buzzing with energy, thanks to Mia's tireless efforts, and the wedding was shaping up to be an event no one would forget anytime soon.

Jay walked room to room, and once the bathroom, which no one talks about.

He went floor by floor, until, finally, Jay found Mia in the grand kitchen, where she was standing in front of a towering ten-tier cake that looked like it belonged in a fairy tale. Each layer was decorated with intricate designs, and the whole thing seemed almost too perfect to be real. Mia was staring at the cake with her hands on her hips, deep in thought, before she suddenly spun around, her voice echoing through the room.

"COLE?! WHAT FLAVOR CAKE DO YOU AND VANIA WANT? AND DO YOU WANT ICE CREAM? AND HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE INVITED?" she shouted, clearly too caught up in the moment to realize Jay was the one who had just walked in.

Jay chuckled and leaned against the doorframe, watching his sister in action. "Mia, it's me. Cole's still in the other room."

Mia whipped around, her eyes wide. "Jay! Oh, sorry, I thought... Anyway, we have a cake situation!" She gestured dramatically at the towering confection. "I need to know what flavor Cole and Vania want, and if they want ice cream to go with it! And-oh!-I have no idea how many people are coming! This is a disaster!"

Jay walked over to her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Hey, hey, calm down. We can figure this out. First things first, what flavors do you have in mind?"

Mia glanced at the cake, then back at Jay. "Well, I was thinking we could do layers of chocolate, vanilla, and maybe a surprise flavor, like raspberry or something fancy. But I need to know what they want!"

Jay smiled. "Alright, let's get that sorted. I'll go ask Cole and Vania what they prefer. As for the ice cream, why not offer a few options? Everyone loves choices."

Mia nodded, her mind racing. "Yeah, that sounds good. And what about the guest list? How many people should I plan for?"

Jay shrugged. "I'd say better to overestimate than underestimate. Go big, right?"

Mia sighed, still looking a bit stressed. "Right. Big. I can do that. Just... make sure they actually tell me what they want, okay?"

Jay grinned and patted her back. "You got it, sis. Don't worry, everything's going to be perfect."

As Jay left to relay the questions to Cole and Vania, Mia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She might have been feeling the pressure, but she wasn't going to let it get to her. This wedding was going to be amazing, and she was determined to make sure every last detail was just right.

* Few moments later*

Jay returned to the kitchen, where Mia was deeply engrossed in creating elaborate chocolate flowers. The room smelled of rich cocoa, and her hands were covered in chocolate as she carefully molded each petal. She barely looked up as Jay approached, her focus unwavering.

"Alright, Mia," Jay began, trying to get her attention, "I asked Cole and Vania about the cake flavor."

Mia glanced up briefly, her chocolate-stained hands pausing mid-mold. "And?"

"Cole wants chocolate, and Vania wants chocolate with chocolate pieces," Jay said, nodding. "So... pretty much just a whole chocolate cake."

Mia's eyes lit up with a satisfied grin. "Perfect! That makes things easier."

She turned back to her task, but then hesitated, pulling out a list and handed it to him. "There's just one more thing. I need to ask Cole if he wants... well, this whole list."

Jay cleared his throat and began reading the first few items aloud. "Do you want chocolate ice cream with extra fudge? How about a chocolate fondue station? Chocolate-covered strawberries? And oh, there's also chocolate mousse, chocolate tarts, and-"

Jay's eyes widened as he skimmed through the rest of the list, cringing internally. It seemed the list went on and on with every imaginable chocolate treat. "Uh, yeah. This is... quite extensive."

Mia, still engrossed in her work, didn't seem to notice Jay's discomfort. "Good. Just get their preferences and make sure we have everything ready. I want this wedding to be unforgettable!"

Jay sighed, shaking his head with a small smile. "Alright, I'll get the answers. But Mia, you know that you might want to simplify things a bit."

Mia finally looked up, a smudge of chocolate on her cheek. "Simplify? But where's the fun in that? It's a celebration! The more, the merrier."

Jay chuckled, knowing it was pointless to argue with her once she had her mind set on something. "I'll get right on it."

As Jay headed back to Cole and Vania with the lengthy list, Mia continued her work, blissfully absorbed in her chocolate creations. She had a vision for this wedding, and nothing was going to stop her from making it as perfect as she imagined.

Wen Jay gave then the paper, Vania stared at the massive list in disbelief, her eyes widening. "How can she possibly do all this?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

Jay gave a reassuring smile, though he was secretly a bit worried himself. "Never underestimate my sister. She has a way of making the impossible happen."

Before Vania could respond, Mia's voice rang out, amplified by her urgent tone. "OKAY, PEOPLE! 128,038,573,509,308,575,903,573,205 PEOPLE ARE COMING! I NEED CHAIRS AND TABLES!"

The entire room went silent as Cole choked on his drink, his face turning a shade of red as he tried to process the number. "What?! That's... that's an insane number!"

Vania's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Did she just say over one hundred billion people?"

Jay nodded, trying to hide his own bewilderment. "Yeah, she did. But you know Mia. She tends to exaggerate. I think she might have mixed up some numbers."

Mia, oblivious to the chaos she was causing, continued her frantic preparations. "So get moving! I need every type of chair and table imaginable, and don't forget the decorations! I want this place to be perfect!"

Cole and Vania exchanged bewildered glances. "Are we sure we can handle this?" Vania asked.

Jay sighed, looking over at Mia who was now busy with a new batch of chocolate creations. "We'll manage. Just remember, this is Mia's vision. She's determined, and she always finds a way."

Cole, still trying to catch his breath, gave a weak nod. "Alright. Let's get those chairs and tables. And... maybe a few thousand extra just in case."

Vania nodded in agreement, her expression a mix of amusement and disbelief. "I suppose we better start arranging things before she decides she needs even more."

As they rushed off to fulfill Mia's seemingly impossible demands, Mia remained blissfully unaware of the commotion she had caused. She was too focused on making sure everything was perfect for the wedding, her dedication evident in every detail she attended to.

When they were finished, the tailors arrived, and Mia's excitement was palpable. "Time to get your sizes!" she announced, waving her measuring tape enthusiastically.

Cole and Vania exchanged apprehensive glances as the tailors began their work. "Do we really need all this?" Cole asked, eyeing the array of fabric swatches and design books laid out.

Without missing a beat, Mia tossed a piece of cake at him. "There's your answer!" she said with a grin. "Oh, and Jay, you too. Go on, get measured. Adios!"

Jay, caught off guard by the sudden flurry of activity, reluctantly joined Cole and Vania in getting measured. As the tailors went to work, Cole shook his head and muttered, "Yeesh. Jay, Mia's going to the moon with this. If she doesn't slow down, she's gonna be burned out-quite literally, if she doesn't stop."

Jay chuckled, though he was also worried. "You're telling me. But she's determined to make this perfect. We just have to keep up and hope she doesn't overdo it."

As Mia continued to oversee every detail, from the cake design to the seating arrangements, she was a whirlwind of energy and enthusiasm. She bounced from one task to another, her dedication clear in her every action.

Cole watched her, slightly in awe and slightly concerned. "This is insane. But, knowing Mia, she's probably going to pull it all off and make it look easy."

Jay nodded in agreement. "That's Mia for you. She's unstoppable. We just need to make sure we're here to support her, even if it means getting caught in the whirlwind."

As the tailors finished their work and left, Mia gave them a cheerful wave. "Thanks, everyone! I can't wait to see how everything turns out!"

Cole sighed, turning to Jay. "Here's hoping she doesn't push herself too hard. I think she's about to make history with this wedding."

Jay nodded, looking back at Mia with a mix of admiration and concern. "Yeah, let's just keep an eye on her. She's got a big heart, and she's putting everything into this."

Few minutes later, Kai walked into the chaotic scene, taking one look around at the flurry of activity. Tailors were bustling about, measuring Cole, Jay and Vania, while Mia darted around with a frenzied energy, shoving pieces of cake into people's hands as if it were the solution to every question.

He took a deep breath and looked at Jay, who was holding a large stack of fabric swatches and measuring tapes. "Let me guess. Mia struck?"

Jay nodded wearily. "You've got it. She's gone all out for this wedding, and she's not stopping anytime soon."

Cole, still being measured, groaned. "Yeesh. Jay, Mia's going to the moon with this. If she doesn't slow down, she's going to burn out-quite literally."

Kai chuckled, shaking his head. "I see. Well, I guess we should brace ourselves. Mia's got a vision, and once she sets her mind to it, there's no stopping her."

Jay sighed, looking at the pile of fabric and decorations. "You're telling me. I've already lost count of how many things she's planned."

Mia, catching sight of Kai, bounded over with an energetic grin. "Kai! You're just in time! We need to pick out the colors for the... oh, you're here to help. Great! Let's get started!"

Kai raised an eyebrow but gave a supportive smile. "Alright, Mia. Let's get this under control before we all end up in a full-blown cake explosion."

Mia, still buzzing with excitement, barely registered Kai's words. She was too focused on making every detail perfect. The room continued to swirl with activity as everyone scrambled to keep up with Mia's ever-expanding plans, each person contributing their best to make her dream wedding a reality.

" Kai!" She exclaimed. " You are gonna be a therapist for Jay and Cole. Okay, byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Kai watched as Mia darted away, leaving him with a bemused smile.

"Uh, thanks for the... vote of confidence," he said, shaking his head as he looked at Jay and Cole, who were both looking a bit overwhelmed.

Jay sighed, rubbing his temples. "I guess that's us now. Therapist duty."

Cole, still trying to make sense of the avalanche of cake-related questions Mia had thrown his way, groaned in agreement. "This wedding is going to be the event of the century... if Mia doesn't collapse from exhaustion first."

Kai gave a reassuring pat on Jay's back. "Don't worry. We'll get through this. Mia's got a lot of energy, but she means well. Let's just try to keep up and help where we can."

Jay nodded, grateful for Kai's support. "Alright. Let's see what we can do. Maybe we can find some moments of calm amidst the chaos."

With Kai's guidance, they took deep breaths and focused on their tasks. Kai started by organizing the therapy session, gently guiding Jay and Cole through their feelings and concerns about the whirlwind of preparations. Meanwhile, Mia continued her energetic setup, oblivious to the storm she'd created but hopeful that everything would come together perfectly.

The atmosphere buzzed with a mix of stress and excitement as everyone worked together, driven by Mia's relentless enthusiasm and determination to make this wedding an unforgettable event.

* Next day*

The next day, Vania entered the ballroom, looking both elegant and slightly precarious. She was wearing a wide, flowing skirt that flared out dramatically with every step, and on her feet were a pair of ten-inch heels that Mia had insisted she wear. Vania wobbled slightly as she tried to maintain her balance.

Cole, who was busy overseeing some last-minute decorations, did a double-take when he saw her. "Vania, are you okay? You look... uh, taller."

Vania gave him a wry smile, holding onto a nearby chair for support. "Mia's idea. She said I had to go all out. Something about making a grand entrance."

Cole chuckled, walking over to steady her. "I think you're already making a grand entrance without the heels."

Vania laughed, though it was a bit unsteady. "I have to admit, I feel like I'm walking on stilts. But I can't let Mia down; she's put so much effort into this."

Cole nodded, his smile softening. "You're right. She's been working so hard. But you know, we can still make adjustments. I don't want you to break an ankle before the ceremony."

Just then, Mia appeared, carrying a bouquet of flowers and a roll of ribbon. She beamed when she saw Vania. "You look perfect! Just like I imagined!"

Vania gave her a warm smile, though she subtly shifted her weight to take some pressure off her aching feet. "Thanks, Mia. It's definitely... memorable."

Mia clapped her hands together in excitement. "That's the point! Now, we just need to make sure everything else is perfect too. The guests will be here soon!"

As Mia dashed off to attend to yet another detail, Cole exchanged a glance with Vania. "Maybe we can sneak in some more comfortable shoes later. You know, for after the grand entrance."

Vania grinned. "I think that's a good plan."

* A few minutes later*

The guests began arriving, filling the grand ballroom with chatter and excitement. The atmosphere was lively, but things quickly began to take a turn toward the chaotic. A few of the younger guests were running around, nearly knocking over the carefully arranged flower vases. Others were crowding around the food table, eyeing the enormous chocolate cake with eager anticipation.

Mia stood near the entrance, her hands tightly gripping her list, eyes darting around as she tried to keep everything under control. It didn't take long before she slapped her forehead and let out a deep, exasperated sigh. "This is a disaster," she muttered to herself.

As the last of the guests trickled in, Mia's patience was wearing thin. She snapped her head toward a group of kids who were dangerously close to tipping over a tower of cupcakes. "Why can't you just be normal?!" she snapped, causing them to freeze in their tracks. "Don't knock anything off! And all of you, none of you did anything to help! It was all me! So remember your manners!"

The room went silent for a moment, all eyes on Mia as she fumed. Kai, who had been standing nearby, stepped forward, raising his hands in a calming gesture. "Mia, calm down. It's okay."

Mia whirled around to face him, her frustration bubbling over. "Calm down? Did you do anything, Kai? No! You didn't! I've been running around like a madwoman, making sure everything is perfect, and all you guys had to do was stand there!"

Kai blinked, taken aback by Mia's outburst. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything, Cole's voice piped up from across the room, "Uh, Mia? The flowers are starting to droop a little. Should we-"

"Enough with the flowers!" Mia cut him off, throwing her hands in the air. "I don't care about the flowers anymore! Just-just don't ruin anything else, okay?"

Jay, who had been watching the whole scene unfold, cautiously approached Mia. "Hey, sis, take a deep breath. It's all going to be fine. You've done an amazing job."

Mia huffed, trying to regain her composure. "I just wanted everything to be perfect..."

Jay smiled gently. "And it is. Look around. Everyone's here, they're all excited, and this is going to be a day we all remember-because of you."

Mia glanced around the room. Despite the chaos, there was an undeniable air of excitement and joy. She took a deep breath and nodded, though she still looked a bit frazzled. "Okay, okay... Let's just get through this ceremony without anything else going wrong."

Master Wu, sensing it was time to start, stepped forward and cleared his throat. "If everyone would kindly take their seats, we shall begin."

The guests shuffled to their places, and as the ceremony began, Mia found herself slowly relaxing. There were still a few hiccups-like when Nya tripped over her own feet, sending petals flying everywhere, or when Cole nearly dropped the rings-but eventually, everything came together.

By the end of the ceremony, Mia was standing with Jay, a small smile on her face as she watched Cole and Vania exchange their vows. The guests erupted into applause, and for the first time that day, Mia felt a sense of accomplishment. Even if it hadn't gone exactly as planned, it was a success.

As the ceremony concluded, Kai sidled up to Mia and nudged her playfully. "See? Told you it would be fine."

Mia rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress a smile. "Yeah, yeah. But next time, you're all helping whether you like it or not."