Ok duckies, I didn't originally plan for an epilogue... but a few people called for one and I began to think.. "Yeah, I want to know what happens next too." So, here you have it. Now, this is really the end of this story. I'm calling it 'completed' after this. Buuuuut... if you so happen to reach the end and you happen to want some form of a sequel... I'll see what I can do. But, only if enough people ask for it. Happy reading, lovelies!

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"I'm getting married!"

A choke and a stutter was all that was heard. Noodle smiled as she thought of the first time she had went through this.

"S- sorry, doll, can yeh run that by me again?" She rolled her eyes and nudged her companion.

"C'mon Murdoc, you knew it was coming. It had to." The green man sighed and put down his bottle. He was drinking his Jack Daniels straight from it, apparently. He put his arm over the back of the couch and looked down at the tiny guitarist. She beamed at him. He stared her down for a moment, trying to ascertain whether or not she was serious. It had only been a month since her last wedding attempt. Finally, he gave up.

"... ok, lemme see the ring." She put out her hand and, indeed, there was a sparkling diamond on her ring finger. Two smaller emeralds joined the diamond on either side and a thin gold band ran under it all. It was exactly suited to her tastes, not too big that it would get in her way, but also not too small to not make an impression. He smiled warmly at her.

"Did yeh pick it out for 'im? Or did the dullard actually get something right?" She chuckled.

"He picked it out all on his own."

Three weeks after the failed wedding, Murdoc had received some distressing news. The authorities from the mainland had discovered his hideout in the middle of the ocean. He was wanted by several departments on a menagerie of charges. Of course, to escape prison time, Murdoc insisted the whole band flee to a small apartment in England.

Life back in England took some getting used to. No longer could Murdoc go prancing drunkenly around outside whenever he felt like it. The first time he tried, the police had brought him back to 212 Wobble Street and left him in the care of Russel, much to everyone's amusement. Murdoc also had to get used to being in such close quarters with the rest of his bandmates. The three had ganged up on him, armed with soap and shampoo, and insisted he take a shower for the first time in weeks. 2D was just relieved to be away from the whale. Noodle looked down at her ring and smiled as she recalled, for the thirteenth time that day, exactly how 2D had asked her to marry him.

...

Shortly after arriving in England, 2D and Noodle were nominated to go to the store to pick up some groceries. They walked hand in hand to the market, which was conveniently placed around the corner. They had been content to walk in silence, just enjoying the other's company when 2D suddenly spoke,

"How long were yew and Darren together before yew... yeh know, proposed to 'im?" Noodle chuckled and squeezed his hand, smiling up at him.

"A while. You aren't feeling jealous, are you? You won, you know." He smirked.

"Nah, I stopped feeling jealous of that bloke the minute I noticed he didn't 'ave a hickey like me." He grinned down at her, leering. She rolled her eyes but walked closer to him. They arrived at the store and 2D held the door while Noodle walked in. They walked around the small store, picking up the basic necessities... milk, eggs, bread, Cosmic Brownies, and butter. 2D held the basket while Noodle walked in front of him.

"Would yeh ever get married again?" Noodle looked back at him, curious.

"I dunno. It was kind of a hassle last time. Why push it? I'm happy, aren't you?" He quickly agreed and was silent for another moment.

"But... yew'd like to 'ave a 'usband some day, wouldn't yeh?" She shrugged.

"Who needs a husband when I have you guys? Murdoc drinks all the beer and Russel cooks all the time."

"Wull, what about me?" He asked. Noodle smiled and turned back to him, catching him off guard and stepping very close to him. SHe took his face in her hands and stroked his cheekbone. She giggled inwardly at his shudder and suddenly bewitched expression.

"You?... you keep me entertained... all... the... time." She grinned devilishly at him before turning around to choose some eggs. 2D had to shake himself out of his stupor before he was able to answer.

'I dun' like when yeh do that." Noodle rolled her eyes.

"Yes you do." 2D didn't answer. Yes, he did. A lot.

The two continued on throughout the aisles. Noodle wondered what was up with the singer. He was never this distracted and certainly never this quiet. She peeked at him from behind her hair. He was staring at her hand, her left hand, to be precise. She didn't doubt that he loved her, he had told her twenty times that first night, she just wondered why he was so weird all of a sudden. She hoped he wasn't reconsidering their relationship, though. Maybe he decided that he wasn't right for her after all. A stupid assumption, but a possible one with 2D in mind. She suddenly was forced to think of life without him. She didn't know if she could bear it. As they stepped up to the checkout line, she considered all the ways she could turn it around. She could prove to him that this was the right choice. She wasn't sure how, but she could try. 2D was behind her and she could hear his gentle breathing. He wasn't afraid to stand close to her, a good sign, she supposed. He leaned down and spoke quietly in her ear.

"Wull... wouldja consider marryin' me?" Noodle gasped and dropped the eggs she was holding. She whirled and stared at him in amazement and glee.

"Really?" He grinned at her, his special smile, the one only for her.

"Yeah... Dunno if any other bloke could 'andle yeh, might as well take yeh off the market while I can." His lips quirked, obviously teasing her. She looked like she could hardly contain herself. She threw her arms around him, in front of the cashier and the entire store, she didn't care.

"Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" Several people looked over with smirks on their face at their display of young love and affection, 2D smiled apologetically at them but also had a hard time keeping the stupid grin off his face as well. She had said yes! He couldn't believe his good fortune. He gave a mental 'Screw it' to his audience and forgot the other people. He dropped the milk and bread and scooped her up in his arms. He spun her around and kissed her full on the mouth. They stayed that way until the cashier cleared his throat. The couple looked up, a bit out of it, and realized they were the only ones left in the store. They both colored and stepped up to the counter with the milk and bread, the eggs lay forgotten on the floor.

...

"But, Russel, you don't understand! This is exactly why we should be married as soon as possible! To give the press something to write about before we announce our retirement!" The large drummer shook his head.

'No, I- No, don't look at me like that, baby-girl! I am not having those press monkeys snoopin' around here. I'm too tired and Murdoc will scare them. If you're still sure by the end of the year, I'll let yeh get married, a huge production." Noodle frowned. She wasn't sure she wanted a big production, the last time she asked for one, the marriage hadn't even happened.

"Russel, I am sure... I have a ring and everything..." Russel gave her a warning look before she shut up. She sighed loudly and slunk out of the room. She entered the living room to find her boyfriend- she corrected herself- fiancé sitting in front of the television. He was watching the American show, Jersey Shore. She sat down next to him and he immediately slung his arm around her, pulling him close to her.

''I don't understand your fascination with this show." He shrugged.

"Neither do I, love. Ih's jist funny to see 'ow American's live... d'yew suppose they're awl that orange?" Noodle giggled and settled in. The characters on screen were currently on a tour of Italy. She was suddenly struck with a brilliant idea. She shifted and turned to 2D, resting her chin on his chest.

"Remember how we talked about getting married as soon as possible?" He smiled and looked down.

"I do. 'Aven't changed yeh'r mind on me, 'ave yeh?" His eyes were touched with concern, though he tried to hide it.

"No! It's just that Russel is forbidding we do it until after we announce the retirement." 2D's face fell into a frown. Without thinking, Noodle reached up to smooth away the lines on his forehead until he smiled and leaned down to kiss her. When they broke apart, she spoke again,

"Anyway, I was thinking of a way to get around that..." 2D's eyebrows rose. He was definitely interested. Of all of his baby-mammas that had tried to force marriage on him, he had never been keen on any of them. Yet, the one woman he had slept with and not impregnated, he would do anything to wait for her at the end of the aisle.

"Tell me." She smiled and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

...

Three weeks later, Russel and Murdoc were sitting in the living room, watching the phone and door carefully. Neither Noodle or 2D had been seen for three days and they were starting to get worried. It wasn't that the two had never wandered off before, but usually they had called by now to let the others know where they were. And they had never both been gone at the same time.

"D'yeh- d'yeh think we should call the police?" Russel shrugged at the green man.

"Dunno... if they're both adults, can it be counted as kidnapping?"

"Aw, who would want to kidnap Two-Dents? He can barely walk and talk at the same time, much less be of any kidnapping value." Russel held up his hands in surrender. "... yeh don't really think they've been kidnapped though... right?"

"I don't know, who'd want to kidnap 2D?" Russel mocked him. Murdoc childishly stuck out his tongue. A knock sounded at the door and the two men found themselves clinging to each other hopefully. They glanced at each other and stepped away, clearing their throats. Russel answered the door.

"Letter for a Mr. Russel and a Mr. Muuuuuhr-docccchhhh..." The postman had to squint to sound out the name. Russel rolled his eyes and the swearing that came from within the house. He thanked the postman and brought the letter inside. He didn't recognize the return address, somewhere in Las Vegas, Nevada in the United States. He slit the envelope open and turned the picture over. A note fell out. Russel picked it up but didn't read it. He looked at the picture for a good minute, not comprehending. He looked at the note in his hand for some clarification. After he had reached the end, his face turned a sick white color and both pieces of paper fluttered to the ground.

"Oh my God..." He managed to get out. Murdoc came around the corner.

"What? What is it?" Russel didn't speak, just grabbed the green man and yanked him to the garage. He stuffed him in the passenger seat and ran around to the driver's side.

"I'll explain on the way, we gotta get to an airport."

Lying forgotten on the ground inside was a photograph and a small piece of paper. The picture showed two people, one extremely tall and skinny and the other short and equally as skinny. The shorter figure was wearing a white dress and had her arms wrapped around the tall man's neck. They were locked in a heated embrace, but one could easily tell they were smiling like idiots. A judge stood behind them and a banner on the wall read "Las Vegas Drive-up Wedding Chapel". The note laid beside the picture.

'Russel and Murdoc,' the note read, 'Sorry we left without telling you, we couldn't wait any longer. 2D and I are staying at the MGM Grand Hotel in room 213 if you need to contact us. I know you're mad... but I'm absolutely sure about this. We'll talk when we get home. All my love, Mrs. Noodle Pot... P.S- I think I missed a period... I may be pregnant, but we can talk about that later :)'

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