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Nel didn't really know why she agreed to take part in Albel's wedding to the toaster. He was her sworn enemy, and yet, she had to admit that she found him somewhat attractive. Well, she decided, irresistible was more the word. Dammit! Why must her mind betray her like this, she ranted silently. Her musing was interrupted by Clair entering her room. Nel decided she really didn't like the look on Clair's face. It was the look Adray got on his face when he tried to match Clair up with potential suitors. Nel decided she really had waited too long to get that window installed in her room to jump out of.

"Oh Nel, I've got something for you, for the upcoming event that you decided to participate in," Clair said, with a sly smile on her face.

At this point, Nel was desperately looking for a place to escape, and answered distractedly, "Yeah, what?"

"This!" Clair exclaimed, unfurling the bundle she carried in her arms. It was a wedding dress.

"How did you find out about that!" said Nel, now furious.

"Well, I wouldn't be much of a spy if I didn't know what my best friend was up to. But I will keep quiet about his event if you let me attend it. I'll leave you to try that on, I'm sure it will fit," Clair called out as she left the room, not waiting for an answer.

Nel took a look at the wedding dress she had been left holding. To say it was beautiful would have been an understatement. It was white silk with a tight- fitting bodice that flowed loosely down her legs to pool about her feet. The whole dress was adorned with tiny pearls that formed intricate patterns. It was a simple, yet elegant design. Nel sighed, knowing that she would have to wear the dress and let Clair attend her fake wedding, if she didn't want anyone in the castle or the whole of the kingdom to find out that she had pretended to wed Albel the Wicked. Nel really didn't want to find out what a scandal that would cause.

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In the meanwhile, the priest was having a very difficult time removing the feathers that Peppita had stuck to him. He had managed to escape by jumping out the window while Peppita had turned her back to get the pink paint she had planned on using on him next. In jumping out the window, he had broken his leg, but he much preferred that than staying with the deranged little girl. The priest just managed to get the last of the tar and feathers off, when he glanced up to see Peppita grinning manically at him.

"Come on," she said dragging him off by his leg. "It's time to help Albel choose out an outfit for the wedding."

At this comment, the priest dug his fingers into the floor. He could see the scratch marks they made as he was dragged off by the young girl. He really, REALLY did not want to help pick out an outfit for Albel the Wicked. He might be decapitated. At that thought the priest brightened. He might manage to escape Peppita that way.

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Albel stared with disgust at the thing that was held up in front of him. For the past half hour he had been subjected to looking at the outfits that Peppita had picked out for him to wear. They were all hideous lurid colours that Albel would never been seen wearing.

Finally Peppita held up a demure black robe that was worn by Airyglyphan nobility on formal occasions.

"That's the one," Albel growled, resting his head in his hands.

"Are you sure?" Peppita asked. "You'd look so much nicer in this." She held up a fluoro green piece of material.

Albel didn't bother with a response. He grabbed the black robe from Peppita's hand and stalked off, letting loose a stream of expletives under his breath.

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It was now time for the thing Albel was dreading the most. The Wedding. He was waiting nervously (not that he'd willingly admit that) at the altar for Nel to appear. If she didn't he would be forced to marry a toaster, whatever that was.

To his relief, Nel appeared, albite a few minutes late. His relief was soon lessened when he was she had brought the grey haired worm with her. Nel walked up to him, and whispered to him-

"I couldn't help it. Clair blackmailed me."

Albel suddenly realised what Nel was wearing and his jaw nearly hit the floor. She looked beautiful, and Albel found himself speechless. Nel took her place by him at the altar. She decided Albel didn't look too bad either.

"Let's just get this over with, so everyone can get to their lives and pretend this fake wedding never happened." Albel growled at the priest, while glaring down at the smiling Peppita who was jumping from foot to foot.

The priest quickly began the rites, in fear of his own life.

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Nel and Albel were both very relieved when the ceremony was over.

"We can finally get back to our lives," Nel said with a sigh of relief.

"Well, actually.." Clair said with a wicked smile that Albel would have found hard to contend with. "Maybe you should ask the priest about that one."

Albel and Nel turned to where the priest had been standing, only to see him running for his life in the distance.

Clair smiled. "Oh well, I guess I'll have to fill you in myself. You see, as there was a witness, me, and the ceremony was performed by a qualified priest, you are officially married to each other."

Nel and Albel just stared at her in a mixture of disbelief, horror and anger. Clair just smiled back at them.

Nel found her voice. "So, this was your plan all along, not Peppita's."

"No," Clair interjected. "It was my father's. It got him off my back for a while, planning this. Well, I'm off, have fun on the honeymoon."

Clair walked off with Peppita, leaving Albel and Nel alone.

"Oh well," said Albel "Might as well make the best of a bad situation." He pulled Nel into a passionate kiss before she could object.

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Clair informed her father that everything had gone as planned.

"Good!" exclaimed Adray. "And in that time, I've found someone for you to marry. It's a kettle!" Adray said with much enthusiasm.

Clair seized the offending item and threw it out the window. It hit the priest and knocked him out cold, which was probably the nicest thing that had happened to him all day.

THE END

AN: Yay! I finally finished the story! Thanks to all my reviewers and to Blue Trillium who was my most frequent reviewer. I have some plans for some more AlbelxNel stories if I don't get distracted in the meantime. Don't forget to review this chapter. All feedback is appreciated, but flames will be used to dry my washing over.