Epilogue

Molly stood in front of her full length mirror in her wedding dress, staring at herself from head to toe over and over again. The dress she had worn for the fireworks festival paled in comparison to this gown. Candace and Luna giggled as they watched her swish the bottom part around, beaming. She could not stop telling them that their work was absolutely wonderful, brilliant, gorgeous, stunning, and lovely. The compliments didn't stop there, though.

"Come on, Molly, stop checking yourself out and look over here! I need to do your makeup." Luna grabbed her by the arm and pushed her into a chair. The bride-to-be sighed agitatedly and sat still as Luna started to decorate her face as if it was a canvas.

"Don't go overboard on the makeup, okay? I don't want to look like a clown on my wedding day." The pink haired girl nodded, still concentrating on Molly's face. Candace had been sitting in a chair by Angela's chair, admiring the engagement ring on her finger. Apparently, Toby's proposal gave Julius the initiative to propose to Candace. They had been in love for years, and she confessed to him. One would think that Julius, one of the most forward people on the island, would say it without a problem.

However! When it came to love, he was shy. He'd twiddle his thumbs when he talked to Candace, and often exploded at her out of frustration from not being able to tell her about his feelings.

"Alright bride, look at yourself in the mirror now." Luna said with a smug grin, proud of her work. Expecting the worst, Molly slowly turned to look at herself. She, the humble farmer girl, looked like one of the models she saw in city magazines. Her dress was whitish lavender, complimenting the eye makeup hat had been applied. Tears threatened to flood her eyes, but she fanned herself and they retreated. "Okay, so… We have to be at the church in twenty minutes. Let's get going! Candace, pull your head out of the clouds, we've gotta go." Candace jumped at the sudden remark, and nodded.

Molly couldn't deny it; she was nervous. More nervous than she had ever been. Her heart was beating in her throat and her hands were shaking. She felt slightly ashamed, because she was never antsy. "What happened to my confidence? Argh."

"Guys?" The sisters looked at her. "W-what if I mess up? I could trip on the way to take his hand… or…or forget my vows! My throat is all dry, and look!" She held up her trembling hands.

"Calm down, calm down. You'll be fine once the wedding starts, I promise." Candace squeezed her hand reassuringly. Before Molly knew it, she was standing in front of the church. Luna and Candace had already gone in to sit down. She was well aware that Toby was at the end of the aisle, waiting for her. With a deep breath, she slowly walked towards her groom.

The wedding went off without a hitch as they said their "I do's" and kissed shyly in front of the rather large crowd. They cheered loudly and crowded the newlyweds when they stepped outside for pictures. Toby had never been happier in his life. This day would go down as the best day ever, for both of them. He never would have guessed that he would fall so deeply in love, let alone get married. But there he was, with the love of his life, hand in hand. By chance, they looked at each other and smiled, still the innocent couple they had always been. The crowd cheered louder at their sign of affection.

About two years later, Molly gave birth to twin girls; Lucie and Julia, who had been giving her a lot of a grief before they were born. Her belly was practically twice the size of Neptune, and needed constant assistance around the farm. Despite his "weak body", Toby helped her without whining. She loved him; he loved her, and life couldn't be any more beautiful.

A/N: Phew! Oh man, this chapter was the hardest to write. I'm terrible at conveying nervousness, even though it's my most common emotion. I didn't want to this story to end, but dragging it on any longer would be a pain in the butt. I really, really, really hope you guys liked this story! I think I'm going to write a Gill story next, because I just love his prissy attitude sometimes. What do they call that around these parts? Tsundere? Something like that, right? I wonder if I could pull off a story for each of the bachelors in AP/ToT. Again, thanks for reading! : )