Let's write!

 (So adding on to the Ten/Donna one.  Here's a bit of ceremony prep. )

What felt like a flurry of attendants (all with pastel pattern skin , they looked like walking cotton candy) quickly got to dragging Donna to a seperate corner of the cave. The walls were lit with green glowing torches and each stalactite was decorated with a bouquet of polka dot flowers.  It wasn't long before Donna was sat on a glistening rock table, three attendants attempting to take her measurements while one was applying some pink foam and a crude powderpuff to her face. 

"So, are you lot my bridesmaids?" she asked, carefully dodging the foam.

"Yes!" the makeup attendant responded enthusiastically , in a  cheery voice that made her sound far too much like a cartoon character. "I'm Cloris!" She gestured to the other three. "And they're Mila, Boa, and Taran."

The three nodded in response.

"Oh, " said Donna. "Donna Noble, the...bride to be , I suppose."

"You sound rather,,,disinterested" noted Boa, who was now taking off one of Donna's shoes.

"No, I'm fine." she tried "I mean, appreciate what you all are doing, it's just- "

"Just what?" asked Cloris.

"Well, my last wedding didn't exactly go as planned. I really wish my friends were here to be my bridesmaids. And I do care about the Doctor, but I know he's just doing this because he has to."

As if on cue, the Doctor, having traded brown tweed for a maroon red suit stuck his head in the doorway.

"Donna!" he called. "I just wanted to check to make sure you-" He noticed her now-curled hair. "I'll come back."

"Tell me," Donna asked Boa, who was running a brush through her hair "Bad luck here too for him to see me?"

The bridesmaids gave blank expressions.

"Never mind then" replied Donna, "So where's my dress?"

"Here!" Taran exclaimed. She entered from a closet carrying a neon pink dress accented in white and multicolor frills. 

How wizard, thought Donna, I'm walking down the aisle with my mate and I'm dressed like I'm back in the 80s.