Back to the closet.

The dress, now in full control of Al's body, brought him back to the walk in closet room where it had been stored.

The clothes in the room were now all moving on their own. they all stopped and looked at Al and the dress. The started clapping, or at least what he thought was clapping. The dress **** him to cursity to the other clothes. he then walked forward in the room and opened a large chest. it was mostly empty, with one expcetion. A tiara and viel were waiting for him. It was then he realized he was wearing a wedding gown.

His body reached for them and afixed them to his head.

"I'm a freaking bride." He though to himself.

The clothes then led him out of the room back into the hallway.

He came down the grand staircase and into the ballroom.

There's standing in a full army uniform, was Aly.

"Hello my love." Al said, **** to speak by the gown.

"Hello my darling." Aly responded.

The twins looked each other in the eye. The could see each other's sheer panic.

"It's finally time."

"Yes." she said

The various sets of clothing sat as if they were sitting in invisible chairs.

One set walked up between them.

It held up a book and began to make motions.

The twins took each other's hands.

"I, Robert Allan James Sherwood," Aly said "take thee, Clair Lillian Angela Michaels, to be my lawfully wedded wife."

Al cleared his throat.

"I, Clair Lillian Angela Michaels, take tee, Robert Allan James Sherwood, to be my lawfully wedded husband."

The set of clothes in the minister role made a few more motions, the twins assuming declaring them husband and wife.

Aly lifted Al's veil, pulled him close, and kissed him hard and long.

"Together forever, my love." She said.