Archie left the store with a huge smile on his face. Tonight was the night. He was going to propose to his best friend, the love of his life. You and Archie had been nearly inseparable since you found him. He spent his free time with you whenever he could. After a few months, he mustered the courage to ask you out. You'd instantly agreed and, nearly a year later, here you were. Archie knew exactly what he wanted and hoped he'd been reading you right.

"Hey, Archie," Henry's voice brought Archie out of his excited reverie. "Oh, hello Henry." Archie smiled at the boy before looking up at Emma. "So, a jewelry store, huh? You're finally going to ask her?" Emma questioned with an arched brow. Archie blushed. "Yes. I don't want to waste anymore time." Emma reached over and gave his arm a squeeze. "Good. Congratulations." Archie chuckled. "I haven't asked her yet." Emma shrugged. "She'll say 'yes'."

With a new found confidence at Emma's words of encouragement, Archie made his way to your small apartment. You opened the door after the first knock. The smile on your face nearly knocked Archie off his feet. "Jiminy!" you cried and threw your arms around him. Archie nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. You still hadn't called him Archie, but he didn't mind. You'd always known him as Jiminy.

You let Archie in and turned away. Archie was quiet as he took in the beauty he'd come to love. "What's on your mind, Jiminy?" Archie chuckled at the fact that you could tell he was deep in thought even when you weren't looking at him. "You. Us." You turned back to face him with a look of concern. "What about us?"

All of Archie's plans for the proposal flew out the window when he saw the look in your eyes. "Oh, Y/N it's nothing bad. I promise you." You took a step closer to him. "Then what is it?" Archie smiled at you. "I was hoping you'd agree to becoming my wife." You blinked in surprise. "Jiminy? Are you serious?" Archie fished the small velvet box out of his pocket. "I am serious."

Your expression changed from one of shock to one of pure joy. In an instant, you had his face cupped in your hands you were pressing your lips to his. "Of course, I'll marry you," you whispered when you pulled away. Archie slipped the ring onto your finger and he grinned. "I cannot wait to make you my wife." The two of you spent the rest of that night going every wedding detail you could think of.

Time passed quickly and, before you knew it, it was the day of your wedding. You were extremely nervous, but more than anything, you were excited. You were excited to begin the next chapter of your life. And if you were excited, Archie was even more so. This was a new beginning. This was your fairy tale. Your happily ever after.