Official Disclaimer: I borrowed the title from the producers of the movie. I don't know the characters and I don't think I am them. This all fiction. REPEAT: this is all fiction.
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~Epilogue~ Now, sitting on the mantle in the center of the muddle of little girl pictures and newspaper clippings, was a picture of the happiest moment in anyone's life.
To the right of the picture, another couple was kissing in the picture. Nick's friend AJ McLean and Sophie's friend Aaron McMillan had managed to hook up during the time of their absences. To the left was Howie Dorough with Claudia, smiling at their friends' matrimony. In the front of the picture stood a girl in a flowing white dress carrying a bouquet; looking so grown up.
And in the center of the whole picture, stood two of the happiest men in the world. Both faces had expressions that were beyond euphoric. Their embrace could convince anyone that they were happy with each other. Both were dressed in the finest Armani tuxedos. If you look closely, you could see the sparkle that was firing in their eyes.
Nick reached up and adjusted the picture as Kevin finished up typing something. Nick draped himself over Kevin's shoulders as he typed:
"The End."
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