"Ishtar, you are the prettiest mage in Freege."

"Thank you Reinhardt."

"Will you accompany me to the mysterious wedding today?"

"No."

"But Ishtar, I love you!"

"I love you too. I looove you."

"Marry me Ishtar!"

"No." 

"Why?"

"I don't love you. Whoopsies."

"Ishtar!"

"I am in love with another!"

"Who is this man?"

"He.is.you."

*le gasp* "I love you! Marry me Ishtar!"

"No."

"Ishtar!!!"

"I am in love with another."

"Julius!? I'll shove my hand up his when I find him!"

"Or he will find you!" Another man appeared.

"Julius?" The other two asked.

"The mysterious wedding was our wedding all along! Ishtar and I are getting wed at the wedding today! You are not invited. Will you be my best man?"

"Of course. I hate you so much."

Reinhardt finally looked up to see his "self proclaimed rival" stare smugly at him.

"Who knew that the great thunder mage would be reduced to playing with girl toys?" He said smugly.

"One, they aren't girls toys, their handcrafted puppets. Two this is none of your concern. 3 Fuck off dude!" The mage replied.

"Hah. Wait until Ishtar and Julius hear about this one." Reinhardt put down the smaller version of himself and his hand started to glow. "Oh dear god no..." His rival started to back off.

"MAGIC IS EVERYTHING!"

Literally no proofreading in this at all.