(* HAVE THIS EARLY CHAPTER BECAUSE WHY FUCKING NOT! -A/N *)

*2 months later*

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*Taco's P.O.V*

Who knew my life would turn around like this?

From competing in a game show and losing.

To living in the forest for years on end with nothing.

To making a friend and nearly dying from a bear.

To living back in society with people slowly becoming friends with me.

I couldn't be happier honestly.

Yea, it was still a bumpy road to making amends. But I still had those people who I could trust.

Pickle and I are slowly becoming friends again and re-building that bond we once had. We go on weekly outings so he can show me things I've never seen or heard of.

I somehow managed to make friends with Lightbulb. She was one of the 1st ones who warmed up to me who wasn't Pickle or Mic.

She was a strange gal, but I appreciated her optimisim. We usually hangout when she feels like it. She's been teaching me how to bake small things like cookies.

Never thought I would get into baking, but here I am I guess. Salt was the next one I got close to.

She was hesitant since she hadn't talked to many of the others before. She was only really close to Pepper, but she had told me they weren't on speaking terms.

They had gotten into an argument a few weeks into Balloon running away. During that time, Salt has had some conflicting feelings.

Actually, she was talking to me about it right now. 

"Why is it that Pepper hadn't talked to me still? It's been forever!", Salt cried.

"Maybe it's because she's moved on?", I suggested.

"Move on? From what?! Being my best friend?!", she asked.

"I doubt it. But maybe you should go try and talking to her.", I suggested.

"I can't! No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to do it!", she cried.

"And why not?", I asked.

"It's like. My body just freezes up. I look at her and I just freeze. My face heats up and I sweat. I don't know why!", she replied.

I fucking knew it. Salt has a crush on Pepper. Not sure how long she's been in denial for, but she does.

"And. Have you tried talking to OJ about it?", I suggested.

I wanted to see what she said. If she says something regarding like OJ, I'm calling her out.

"What? No! He never has the time for me! I don't know why he doesn't see that we're meant to-", she started.

"I'm stopping you right there. You know OJ doesn't like you like that, right?", I interrupted.

"........ *sigh* I do. I just can't get over it. I thought he was the one you know?", she sighed.

"Yep. But he's not. Maybe you need to move on yourself and see that there's somebody else you love.", I suggested.

"Maybe. But I don't like anyone like that!", she exclaimed.

"Well. Maybe you just don't realize that you're in love with this person yet.", I hinted out.

"You think so?", she asked.

"Yea. I know so. Just give it time. Maybe talk to others while you're at it.", I said.

"Huh. Maybe. Thanks Taco. Never thought I would say that before.", she thanked.

"Anytime.", I said.

"Oh! And I'm done with your hair!", she proudly stated.

"Oh. Cool.", I said.

She handed me a mirror and I looked at myself. Woah. I look... nice. It wasn't the usual high ponytail I had on these past few years.

It was a nice half ponytail. Half my hair was down. The other half was up in a nice braid.

"Woah.", I gasped.

"You like it?", Salt asked.

"Yea. Thank you.", I thanked this time.

"Anytime! Let me know if you need hair help again!", she said.

"I might. See ya.", I said.

We waved good-bye and I left her room. You know, despite Salt being a MEGA simp towards OJ for the longest time. She isn't all that bad when she lets down that gaurd.

Where was I with my previous thoughts? Oh yea. Salt was the second one who really came to me so far.

I didn't mind I guess. I know I did the others wrong, so it's gonna take them longer to approach me.

Like how Paper and Paintbrush were. They were slowly getting to know me and hang around me. Paintbrush only because of Lightbulb though.

Others like Knife, well. They weren't all that accepting of me yet. Mainly Knife. Only Knife actually.

Knife was going to be a tough one to break. Not like that! I mean, break so he can actually come to terms with me.

I see tiny little hints of him trusting me. But it's too tiny for me to slip though so I can get to him. I just gotta keep on going.

Speaking of Knife, I see him talking to Pickle and Mic. Man. Mic looks so fucking pretty right now.

She has hair in a down bun, with a cute hair heart pin. She was wearing a crop top and some shorts. She had some cute sneakers on as well.

Overall? Damn. She was fucking pretty. I couldn't help but stare at her from the stairs.

"Who you staring at?", a voice asks.

I jump at the voice and snap out of my (perverted) thoughts. I turn around and see that the voice belonged to Soap.

"Holy fuck. You nearly gave me a heart attack!", I whisper shout.

"Well sorry you were staring off into space.", Soap says snarky.

Yea, Soap wasn't on my good side either. I'm pretty sure she had a small crush on Mic before. I'm not sure if she still does...

"So? What are you looking at?", she asked again.

"Nothing. Just got lost in thought.", I lied.

"Do you think I belive you?", she asked.

"Nope. But I'm not telling you still.", I flatly say.

"Oh I know. But explain why you were staring at Mic?", she interorgated.

FUCK! SHE KNOWS!

"I-i don't know w-what you're implying.", I stuttered.

"Don't fucking play dumb. You were clearly staring at her.", she persisted.

"And what if I was?", I semi spat.

"You like her. Don't you?", she pieced together.

SON OF A BITCH! SHE FUCKING FOUND OUT!

"Don't say it out loud! She could hear you!", I whisper shouted.

"So you DO like her!", she exclaimed quietly.

"Okay fine! I do like Mic. You have a problem with that?", I whispered angrily.

"I would say yes. But. I can tell you deeply care for her. So, I'll this slide and maybe we could grow from this.", she sighed.

"Wait what?", I said in shock.

"Look. I can see that you're not the old you. And I see how deeply you care about Mic now.", she explained.

I couldn't really say much. Soap doesn't hate me anymore? Well that was exciting.

"And since Mic is my best friend. I know she likes you too. So. I'm going to put aside my differences with you and help.", she offers.

"You will?", I asked in shock.

"Yep. Besides. You two would make a cute couple.", she said smugly.

"Heh. Thank you Soap. This means a lot to me.", I thanked.

"No problem. Now. When are you planning to confess?", she asked.

"Well shit. We doing this now? In the open?", I asked.

"You're right. Here. Let's head to my room.", she said.

"Why can't we just go somewhere down here?", I groaned.

"My room is on the 2nd floor dummy.", she said.

"Oh. My bad.", I apologized.

"It's fine. Let's go.", she said.

So, we start making way to Soap's room. I guess it was lucky that she lived on the 2nd floor. Not even 5 minutes later, we're at her door.

She opens the door and I walk in first. Soap followed and sat on her bed. She pats signaling to come and sit next to her.

I walk over and sit on her bed. Wait. Isn't she some sort of neat freak? Why is she wanting me to sit on her bed?

"So. How are you planning on confessing to her?", she asked.

"Wait. Before we get to that. Aren't you a neat freak? Why are you-", I asked.

"I'm trying not to be the super neat freak I used to be. I've been doing well the past year.", she interrupted.

"I see. Well. As for your question. I have no clue how to confess.", I answered truthfully.

"Then this is where I help then. You need to have a good confession if you want Mic to go out with you.", Soap explained.

"And you're willing to help?", I asked.

"Yep! Let's see. I think a nice private setting is the best place to confess.", she explained.

A private setting? I have the perfect place then! The open area! It has the BEST setting and it's private!

"I think I have a place in mind.", I said.

"Really? Nice! Where?", Soap asked.

"It's within the woods. We call it the open area, because it looks like the forest just left that spot open. It has a very pretty setting.", I said.

"Ooo~! That's perfect! Now. We just need a time for this and a theme.", she said.

"Maybe around 10 pm? The place is better at night.", I suggested.

"Not my first choice, but Mic has a thing for the evenings! So it works!", she exclaimed.

"Nice. And.... why do we need a theme?", I asked.

"Just because! This is a mini picnic after all!", she said.

"A mini picnic? At 10 pm?", I asked confused.

"Yea! Why not! You don't need actual food! You can have like little snacks!", she said.

"Huh. Well. Okay I guess.", I gave in.

"Nice! So. We need a theme that matches the night sky!", she said.

"Okay.", I said.

Soap pulls out her laptop and begins to type. She looks up 'ideas for a nighttime picnic' on Google and starts to search.

She goes on various websites and we didn't get any ideas. We search for another few minutes when one idea strikes me.

A fairy light picnic? Mic said that she liked fairy lights one time. We could totally do that!

"Hang on. I found one.", I said.

"Oh? Which one?", Soap asked.

"The fiary light picnic.", I said.

"Fairy lights? Mic loves fairy lights! It's perfect Taco!", she excliamed.

"You think?", I questioned myself.

"Of course! Mic will love it!", she exclaimed.

"Oh. Well. Thanks...", I thanked, all flustered.

"No problem! Now. We just need an idea of what kind of snacks to bring!", she said.

"Maybe some dessert? Like brownies or cookies.", I suggested.

"Good idea! Nothing too romantic just yet!", she said.

I smile as she does too. This wasn't going so bad! We have a good setting, a theme and food! All we need is-

"Now. We just need a time of when to do this.", Soap said.

"Yea. What about next week?", I suggested.

"That works! So. Friday next week at 10 pm. Sound good?",  Soap asked.

"Sounds perfect. Thank you for your help Soap.", I thanked.

"Anytime. Just be sure to get her a small gift when you confess.", she reminded me.

"A gift? Well. Okay I suppose.", I said a little unsure.

I was bad at gifts! What am I going to get her?! What would she like?! Should I ask?!

"Welp. I better get back to work! See ya Taco!", Soap said.

"See ya.", I said.

We both get up and walk out of Soap's room. She walks upstairs while I go back down. 

FUCK! I should've asked her what to get her!! Now I'm confused!

Who should I ask?! Cheesy? No.

Trophy? No. Not too close with her.

OJ? No... too busy.

Baseball? I don't think he's as close.

Pickle? Maybe...

Knife? .... 

I think other than Soap was the closest with Mic. Pickle and her are close, but I need someone who KNOWS Mic.

And the only other one who does... 

Is Knife.

Oh boy. I'm going to die today!

Maybe I should ask with Pickle by me. That way I don't get too nervous.

I see Pickle and Knife chilling in the living area. Mic wasn't to be seen, perfect!

I walk over to them and Pickle notices me. He smiles and waves, which I return.

"Hey Taco!", Pickle greets.

"Hey Pickle.", I greet back.

Knife looks at me and scoffs. Pickle rolls his eyes and nudges Knife. Knife slightly pouts but puts on a small smile.

"Wanna chill with us?", Pickle asked.

"Sure.", I said.

I head to the couch and plop next to Pickle. He chuckles and pats my head, making me melt in his touch.

"Hey. You got a new hair style.", Pickle notices.

"Mhm. Salt did my hair like 40 minutes ago.", I said.

"It looks good on you.", he complimented.

"Thanks.", I thanked.

"Anytime.", he smiled.

We all continued to watch some show that was on the T.V. I think it was called 'American Ninja Warrior'. Looked pretty cool.

After a good while, I decided to ask Knife that all so important question. Here it goes.

"Hey. Knife.", I began.

"Hm?", he hummed.

I could tell he was confused by my sudden question towards him. Pickle looks a little confused too, but smiled.

"You're close with Mic, yea?", I asked.

"Why are you asking me?", he asked agitated.

"I just wanted to know what things Mic likes as gifts.", I asked getting to the point.

"Gifts Mic likes? Why?", Pickle asked.

"Doesn't matter. I ain't telling her shit.", Knife spat.

Makes sense he doesn't want to tell me. Ugh! Why does Knife have to be so difficult?!

"Come on. Please? I just want to know.", I said.

"Like I said. I ain't going to tell you shit.", Knife spat once more.

"Knife. Stop being such a jerk man! She's just asking a simple question!", Pickle argued.

"Well sorry I'm being rude to the very person who left you alone!", Knife argued back.

"Could we please not bring up the fucking past? It's called the past for a damn reason!", I shouted.

Both Knife and Pickle look over at me with shocked faces. I guess me being the one who brought up that fact shocked them.

I feel sudden wetness on me and felt what was on my cheek. I was tearing up, why? I wasn't sensitive to the past, was I?

"Are you okay?", Pickle whispered.

"Y-yea. I-i'm fine.", I stutter.

"You're not. I can tell.", Pickle said.

"I know.... I guess... I got choked up on the past...", I whispered.

"Really?", he gasped.

"Yea. I've never been so... choked by the past before.", I confess.

"Wow. I guess all those years alone does stuff to you huh?", Pickle said.

"I guess so.", I said.

Pickle pats my head soothingly trying to calm me down. I calm down instantly and smile at him.

"Better?", Pickle asked.

"Mhm.", I nod.

"That's good.", he smiled.

"So. Why the fuck do you want to know what Mic would like as gifts?", Knife perks up.

I look over at him in shock. I didn't think I would get him to talk! Oh my god! He's letting his gaurd down!

"Well. I just wanted to know for her birthday.", I lie.

Why did I lie? I could've- wait no. Knife would kill me if I said that it was so I could confess to Mic!

"The fuck you lying for?", Knife spat.

"U-um...", I stammered.

"You know you can tell us.", Pickle said calmly.

"Well... if you must know. I... *sigh* I'm planning on confessing to Mic.", I confess.

Knife spits out his soda that he was drinking and coughed a bit. Pickle looks at me very shocked, but also very happy.

"You have a crush on her?!", Pickle beemed.

"Pickle! Keep it down! She could hear you!", I whisper shouted.

"Hehehe! Sorry but! My goodness! You like her!", he beems again.

"Yes I like her! I'm planning on confessing to her soon... but need a small gift.", I said.

"... *cough* *cough* Holy fuck. Did NOT see that coming.", Knife coughs.

"You okay?", Pickle asked.

"I'm good. *coughs* Holy-....", Knife coughs again.

"I think I broke him a bit.", I chuckle.

"Maybe.", Pickle chuckled.

"Real funny you two.", Knife scoffs before smiling.

We all kinda chuckle and joke for a bit. Holy fuck! Knife was actually okay with my presense for once!

"But in all seriousness. You like Mic huh?", Knife asks me.

"U-um. Y-yea.", I said.

"Heh. Never thought I would say this. But. If she means a lot to ya. We'll help.", Knife said.

"W-wha-?! Really?", I asked in shock.

"Of course Taco! You're in love! And we wanna help!", Pickle interjected.

"W-wow. T-thank you...", I thanked.

"Don't mention it. And you know. You're not all bad.", Knife said.

HOLY FUCK!!!!

KNIFE DOESN'T HATE ME AS MUCH ANYMORE!!!

HOLY SHIT MAN!!!

"Thanks. Means a lot coming from the 'jerk' of I.I", I smirk.

"Don't push it Taco. Consider it a favor.", he smirked.

"I'll take it then.", I said.

"Back to buisness now. You need help getting a small gift for Mic?", Pickle asked.

"Yea. Something small and not too romantic.", I said.

"Hm. Bracelets. Bracelets with the names on it. Mic likes those.", Knife said.

"Huh. That's not a bad idea. Thanks Knife.", I said.

"Eh. No problem.", Knife said.

"I think that's gonna be super cute!", Pickle said.

I chuckled and we all continue to just chill there. This was nice. I got the gift idea. Now I just need to get those sweets.

I'm not too comfotable baking them myself. Sure Lightbulb was teaching me, but I burnt the last batch of cupcakes I baked.

Maybe Balloon! Their baking was on another level! I'll ask them soon. For now...

All I was focused on, was planning on HOW exactly to confess.

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*Time skip: 1 week later*

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It's nearly time. It's currently 6 pm.

I have the stuff ready to decorate the open area with. I need to go and remind Balloon of the plan.

I head to our shared room, where Balloon was at. I knock on our door and hear a muffled "Come in!".

I walk in and see Balloon chilling with Baseball. I've noticed that Balloon, Baseball, and Nickel were getting closer these past few months.

Makes me wonder if their going to confess to them soon. I know they has a crush on them two, he told me so lmao. 

"Hey. Hanging with your-", I start.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence.", Balloon glared at me.

"Alright. Geez.", I joked.

"Anyways. What do you need?", they asked.

"Just came to remind you that I'm going to decorate. You remember the plan right?", I asked.

"Yep! Don't worry! I'll get to baking soon!", they exclaimed.

"Wait what? What's going on Loon?", Baseball asked.

"Taco is gonna confess to Mic.", they said.

"Loon!", I groan.

"What? Base is gonna help. I can't ask Trophy to help me with everything!", they say.

"That's fair. But you didn't have to tell him!", I said.

"And what? Say 'Oh Taco just wants dessert at 10 pm because midnight cravings'?", they tease.

"Well damn. Don't throw me under the bus.", I pout.

"Wait. You eat dessert at night Taco?", Baseball asks.

"Only when we have some. And I don't eat all of it.", I say a little flustered.

"Ooooh... That explains a lot.", he says.

"Well look. I am planning on confessing to Mic... so there.", I tell him.

"Wow! Well congrats on finding love Taco!", Baseball congradulates.

"Thank you.", I thanked.

"So. What did you want again?", Balloon asks.

"Just some cookies and some muffins.", I said.

"What kind?", they asked.

"Any kind really. I'm not picky.", I say.

"Okay! I can do that!", they cheer.

"Thanks Loon! I'll be at the open area. I'm not the best decorator so I'll be there for a while.", I explained.

"Don't worry! I'll deliver them to ya!", they said.

"Thanks! I'll see you soon!", I said.

"Bye!", Balloon and Baseball said in unison.

I head out of our room and make my way to the bottom floor. Thank goodness I have all the decorations at the open area.

I just need to grab the bracelets and flowers from Salt. She wanted to help when she got news of my confession.

Plus, it was her way of saying 'thank you' for the help I gave her. She's finally starting to realize that she has a MAJOR crush on Pepper.

I'm glad she finally got over OJ. She wants to talk to Pepper, but she's scared to. Why?

Pepper looked happy being herself. She got a new style some months ago and let me say. GOD DAMN SHE WAS HOT!

She went with like a punk-ish style and good fucking shit. She looked so stunning! I might've simped over her style for a week.

So I know damn well why Salt was so nervous to talk to Pepper. I would be too if we fought and realized 'years' after that I grew a crush on her.

Yea. I would be nervous as all fuck trying to reconnect. I'm so glad I'm not in that boat.

I walked over to Salt, who was outside where I told her to be. She sees me and smiles.

"Hey! I, like, got the things you needed.", she said.

"Thanks. Where are they?", I asked.

"I my car! Let me go get them!", she explained.

She walks over to the car and grabs a small bouquet of flowers. They were mixes of irises and peonies, both were Mic's favorite flowers.

"Wow. They look beautiful. Thank you again Salt.", I thanked.

"Anytime. And here are the bracelets for you two.", she said.

She hands me a small box which contained the bracelets. I didn't want to spoil myself and look at them, so I decided to wait to see them.

"Thanks. I can't believe I'm doing this.", I said.

"Hey. Don't worry. You're going to, like, great!", she cheered.

I smile at her words, feeling more confident in myself. I wave goodbye as I walked towards the forest. 

It doesn't take me very long to get there, since I did know my way around this forest. So not even 20 minutes later, I arrive at the open area.

The box with the decorations were on the tree stump, so I pick them and placed them on the floor. I place the flowers and box on the stump in it's place.

Alright. Time to decorate this place the best I can.

This was going to be fun....

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*4 hours later*

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*Mic's P.O.V*

It was late and I hadn't seen Taco all day. I only saw her in the morning during breakfast.

This was unlike her. Well, no it is like her. But that's not the point!

My crush was missing and it's 10 pm! Where was she?

I'm walking to my room and I see a note on my door. What the hell?

I take it and read the note.

'Hello dear Mic.

I'm sure you're wondering where I'm at. And if you know me by now.

I'm not going to simply tell you what I've been up to. But. I do want you to meet me.

So please. Head to the open area, where we 1st met. I'm sure you know the wy.

If not, I left hints as to where it's located. I'll see you soon, my dear~.

Sincerely, 

Taco.'

She wants to meet me? At this time at night? Well, I suppose I should get going.

I turn around and begin my treck back downstairs. I see OJ still up, not that it surprises me. I get his attention and he turns to me.

"Oh! Hey Mic. Need something?", OJ asked.

"Yea. I'm going to meet Taco right now.", I started.

"Huh? Right now?", he asked confused.

"Yea. Must be important I guess. Anyways. I might not come back, or I'll be back close to like midnight.", I informed him.

"Oh okay! Just make sure you both are safe out there!", he warned.

"We know OJ. See ya tomorrow!", I said.

"See ya!", he said.

With that, I walk out the hotel and make my way to the forest. I haven't been in here since after ep. 14 of I.I season 2.

I felt a little nervous, but pushed that down. I walk into the forest and began my small treck to the open area.

I have a vague memory of where the open area was. So using my memory, I walk in the direction I think the open area was located in.

After a good 30 minutes, I finally make it. I did get lost for a bit, but I found my way thanks to Taco's-

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Woah......

The open area looks so.... beautiful!

There were cute little lights and fairy lights everywhere! There were nice curtains and colorful blankets here and there.

Right at the center, was a blue picnic blanket with a small basket in the middle of it. I can smell some yummy desserts in there!

It smells just like the ones Balloon was making earlier! Man I tried one of their cookies and boy!! Those are some good stuff!

I wonder why the place looked so pretty? And why did Taco want me to meet here here?

"Taco?", I called out.

"Hello Mic.", she called out.

I looked around to see where Taco was. I couldn't see her still, which was confusing.

"Taco? Where are you?", I asked.

"I'm~.... Right here!", she said.

With that, she jumped out of a bush. Not just any bush. It was the same bush she jumped out of when we first met.

I smile at the small memory. I chuckle at her antics as she chuckles as well.

I take this chance to get a good look at her. Wow. She looked so pretty.

Her hair was half up and half down, which looked so good. She wore a nice shirt and some shorts.

Overall? Pretty as hell. I blush a bit, praying that Taco doesn't see.

"There you are. Took you long enough.", Taco said.

"Sorry. I got a bit lost.", I sighed.

"Of course you did. Well as long as you make it, I'm okay with it.", she smiles.

Gosh her smile was so pretty. I just want to fucking kiss her!

"So. Why did you call me here?", I asked.

"Well. To have a little nighttime picnic. If that's okay with you.", she said.

"Wow. You set this all up for us?", I asked.

"Yep. I'm surprised it doesn't look half bad.", she said.

"It looks beautiful. I love the fairy lights you used.", I said. 

"I'm glad you do. I thought a lot about you when setting this up.", she smiled.

"Really?", I say forming a blush.

She nods and smiles once more. I smile back, trying to hold back the blush from forming any bigger.

"There's another reason I wanted to meet.", Taco said.

"T-there is?", I asked.

"Yes. It's very important.", she said in her serious tone.

"O-oh. W-what is it Taco?", I asked.

She walks closer towards me, making anxious. She stops in front of me and looked me in the eyes.

Her beautiful mixed green eyes stared into my dark black eyes. It was like they were hypnotizing me into her grasp.

"Mic. I know that we've been though a lot together. And that I hurt you in the past.", Taco began.

"And I know that we're re-building what we once had. But during the time we were apart. It felt like there was a piece of me missing.", she continued.

I could feel my blush growing a bit. I never knew Taco was so good with words.

"What I once dismissed as just another partner in crime... I soon realized that it was more than that. I was hurt when you left me, but it was deserved.", she went on.

"I never knew if I could ever redeem myself for you. I never knew how to apologize if we ever met again.", she ranted.

"But... during my time with Balloon and in the hospital. I realized that, not only did I want to make amends with you....", she went on.

Taco had paused to take a breather. I never knew Taco was this vulnerable, maybe she always was. 

Either way, this was something. My face was blushing still, and I'm sure it was somewhat noticable.

She reached behind her and pulled out a bouqet of flowers. It was small, but held irises and peonies. My favorite flowers.

"Mic. Ever since I met you. I never thought it would even be possible for me to feel such feelings. I've been alone most of my life, but meeting you?", Taco continued.

"Even if it was just for the game. I felt a genuine connection with us. A connection I fucked up. But here we are, stronger than ever.", she spoke.

"And these feelings of mine? They never left me. Whenever I see you, you radiate in beauty. When we hang out. We laugh and joke and I take the time to admire your beautiful laughter.", she said all dreamly.

Okay. My blush was now darker than ever. She really thinks all this?! Oh my god!!!!

"What I'm trying to say is. *sigh* Mic. You bring me a joy I never thought I could experience. And it's the reason why.... why I love you.", she finally said.

OH MY GOD! OH MAH FUCKING GAWD!!!!

IS THIS A DREAM?! PLEASE TELL ME IT'S NOT A DREAM!!!!

I HAVE TO BE!!! BUT I DON'T WANNA WAKE UP!!!

MY FUCKING CRUSH LIKES- NO!!! SHE FUCKING LOVES ME!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

"I understand if you don't feel the same way. But Mic. I really love you, so... *sigh* Will you be my girlfriend?", she confessed.

"Oh my god. I-I... I don't have the words to express myself right now.", I gasp.

"But.... YES!!! I WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!", I shout in absolute glee.

I pull her into a tight hug, with her being careful of the flowers. She hugs me back and she pulls away slightly.

We look at each other before Taco goes in and.....

Kisses me on the lips.

My mind races as my face goes into a deep blush. I come to my senses and kiss back.

This was the most perfect kiss I've ever experience. We pull away a moment later.

"Wow.", Taco gasped.

"That was.... Amazing.", I gasps.

"I'm glad you accept. I got something else for you.", she said.

She reaches in her back pocket and pulls out a box. She hands it to me and I open it.

Inside were bracelets. It looked like those friendship bracelets, but for couples.

I pick the one that has my name up and admire it. It has my name and Taco's favoirte things on it. It also says 'Loves Taco'. 

Taco grabs hers and it's the same but opposite. Instead of saying 'Loves Taco' it says 'Loves Mic'. It also has all my favorite things on it.

"These are... beautiful Taco.", I say.

"I'm glad you think so. I had no clue it was going to be this good.", she sighed in relief.

"Wait what? You didn't get them?", I asked.

"Heh. N-no... I had some help with all of this. I set up all the decor though.", she confessed.

"Aww~ That's nice of you Taco.", I cooed,

"Oh hush.. Wanna stargaze and eat those snacks?", she asked.

"Of course! Also.. did Balloon make those?", I asked.

"Yea. I'm not comfortable baking just yet.", she said.

"They smell great.", I said.

"I know. Let's eat then!", she exclaimed in glee.

We both head to the blanket and sit. We stargaze and talk for hours.

This was the best date I could ever ask for. I felt myself growing tired close to like 1 am.

We decided to just camp out here for the night. So, I laid my head on Taco's shoulder as I felt myself drifting to sleep.

This was the best day ever. And they were going to get better as the days continued.

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*End of Chapter 54*

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