In the grand yet peculiar setting of Gotham's Cathedral, the air was thick with a mixture of anticipation, confusion, and a fair share of alcohol. Decorated with an odd blend of vibrant chaos and solemn grandeur, the venue was buzzing with a collection of Gotham's finest and most infamous. Zatanna, tasked with the music, murmured to herself while leafing through her playlist, "Definitely a fine line between wedding and funeral marches... Now, when better to practice smiling?" She glanced at the gathering, a slight twitch of amusement on her lips. Jason Todd, swaying slightly with a bottle clutched in hand, caught Stephanie Brown's wavering attention. "So, if Harley marries Dick, that makes her... family?" Stephanie slurred, trying to wrap her head around the concept. Without missing a beat, Jason gulped down his bottle, preferring liquid oblivion over contemplating such realities. Barbara Gordon, positioned strategically with a view of the altar, wore a smile that could only be described as 'strained.' "Not thinking about past relationships," she muttered under her breath, her twitching eye betraying her calm demeanor. Meanwhile, Dinah leaned towards Vixen, whispering, "Huntress confirmed. No mind control involved. This is all Dick's doing." Both shared a look of disbelief. In a corner, Tim Drake was fervently mumbling about the need for a coffee... or perhaps something stronger. "Coffee plus alcohol... Has science gone too far, or not far enough?" Absent from the scene were Damian and Cassandra, their stance on the wedding clear through their absence. Poison Ivy could only sigh, watching the proceedings with a mix of nostalgia and resignation. "Harley and Nightwing. Who would've thought?" Killer Frost was present, not for the couple, but to witness Batman's silent fury, while Catwoman speculated on what storm might be brewing beneath Batman's cowl. Clayface, on the other hand, was purely there for the spectacle, an amused observer amidst the chaos. Signal was diligently pinching himself, hoping to wake from what he hoped was a bizarre dream, as Batwoman let out a resigned sigh, "So this is happening." Cyborg found solace in the elaborate spread prepared by a mentally screaming Wally West. "Food is food," Cyborg declared, a sentiment Superboy eagerly agreed with, both attempting to digest the reality of the situation through literal means. As Huntress and Garth contemplated drowning their bewilderment in food and alcohol, the latter realized his Atlantean metabolism was a buzzkill, unlike Arsenal who had no such concerns. The officiator, Two-Face, added a layer of unpredictability to the already unconventional ceremony. In the crowd, a seething Batman caught Superman's comforting pat on the shoulder. Green Arrow was requesting Hal Jordan for a reality check punch, wondering if this reality was better left unconscious. Alfred quietly acknowledged the decision, his mind already running through how life at Wayne Manor would become 'interesting' at the very least. Deathstroke found himself chuckling at the irony. Grayson marrying Harley was a twist none could have predicted, altering the dynamics in unforeseeable ways. Talia al Ghul watched with a flicker of surprise. Even her spies confirmed Dick's genuine intention behind the bizarre union. Wonder Woman's grim smile and Deadshot's boisterous laughter punctuated the atmosphere, a testament to the surreal union unfolding. As the ceremony began, it was clear that this event was a blend of solemn vows and sideshow spectacle, a true Gotham-style wedding. Between forced smiles, drunken epiphanies, and the underlying love--or madness--that brought Dick Grayson and Harley Quinn together, this was a day Gotham, and its eclectic attendees, would not soon forget.