Epilogue


He hadn't expected it to be like this. Although, he'd known it was coming. Or at least something like it. It was ridiculous. But wasn't that what their relationship was all about? He adjusted himself primly, and remembered how he'd gotten himself into this mess before finally striding out to meet the music and the laughing crowd of friends.

She closed her gaping mouth delicately, closed the book she was reading. Too much time passed.

"Of course I'll marry you, Vincent," she said, before her mouth curled into a grin. "On the condition that you wear the dress."


A/N: So, what's next? Well, as always, thanks are in order to everyone who read, everyone who reviewed, faved, and subscribed, to the countless internet denizens who threatened to marry me or fall in love with me if I continued, and the circle of friends I've found through this story. Thanks also to the massive collection of music serving as my novacaine throughout the entire thing, a body of artists ranging from Hugh Laurie all the way back to Beethoven. Although I've not always been the best or most reliable writer, it's been a pleasure to get here. From small beginnings, a great whacking collection has grown.

There's one last thing I'll do before finally calling this one complete, though. It occurs to me that I ran a poll a (long) while back, asking people what chapter they thought would best benefit from an expansion. The answer was One Missed Call. It's about time I got around to doing it. After that, the only thing left to do is tag all the fillers and removed chapters on at the end to serve as a reminder that nine times out of ten I am prone to suck, and call it a day.

I might not be as focused on fanfiction as I used to be, and I'll probably wait a while before doing anything in the FFVII fandom again. But let me assure you: it's been a pleasure, Yuffentine fans.

~TheVulpineHero1