I... L O V E Y O U? (1x1 Adonis x Medve. Adve)

[puddssoul]

"Well, if they don't come all at once, that's probably a good thing," Adonis said softly, he knew he could be as patient as he wanted as long as he found his friend the perfect girl for him, "After all, it'll give us more time to interview the ones that come first before the next batch comes, right? We have to be sure about this -- this is Skippy's future we're talking about." He blushed a little, feeling anxious. What if they didn't make the right decision? He only wanted to help. But something inside of him knew they knew Skippy better than almost anyone else on Earth, and they knew what he would need in a girlfriend.

[petrify]

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Medve nodded, "Alright, I think it will be good since they might... You know... Yell at each other... Maybe? You know how some girls are!" She laughed softly, with a nod. "I hope he'll like the girl we pick.... I hope we aren't wrong!" She clicked her nails together in nervousness.

[puddssoul]

"Well, he'll be the one to make the final decision about the girl he wants." Adonis said, taking a deep breath in to calm himself because he knew they were doing the right thing. Then he added, "We're just helping him be a little less indecisive so there's less pain involved for everyone -- for Skippy, and the girls." His blue eyes shimmered as he looked at her, then gently took her paw and squeezed it lightly, smiling slightly. "We won't do wrong -- we only want what's best for him, after all. Pure intentions mean good choices."

[petrify]

Medve sighed softly. She was shaking slightly - like she was scared or something - although she was just really nervous deciding. What if they said no to the right girl? What if they said yes to the wrong girl? "Alright, I hope we all pick the right one, I want him to be happy not sad if he gets with her," she sighed softly again.

[puddssoul]

"Well, like I said, we just have to do what we think is right, and let Skippy follow his heart, and hopefully he'll find someone who won't just play with his heart this time." Adonis said as confidently as he possibly could, still holding tight to her paw, trying to reassure her as he gazed at her softly with his bright blue eyes. "In fact, I'm sure of it. No one will treat him as badly as the girls who came before now, so what do we have to worry about?"

[petrify]

Medve nodded, holding his paw, "Alright," she looked around, then back at him, "Ready?" She asked, standing up, pulling down her dress from where she was sitting down, and it came up a little. She swallowed as she looked outside. It was dark, but moonlight was shining from a full moon brightly down on them.

[puddssoul]

Adonis nodded as he grabbed the bill the waiter had discreetly left on their table, he tucked some money inside of it, as well as a tip, then stood from the table and moved toward the door, offering her his paw again. "Ready as I'll ever be," He admitted, pulling open the door, gratefully smiling when he was greeted by a cooling night breeze that swept over him and calmed his emotions just a little. It was like a reassurance that everything would turn out alright in the end.

[petrify]

Medve put her paw gently in his paw, grabbing it gently as they walked out, blowing a cool breeze that made Medve almost forget that they might pick someone bad. "Where to now? To your house, or to my house?" She asked softly.

[puddssoul]

"Your house." Adonis replied, adding with the slightest little chuckle, "We still need to tell Skippy all about our plan, remember? As much as I love the guy, I don't think he's quite a mind-reader yet. Just a little on the crazy side." His smile was an affectionate one as he began to walk along at a slow but steady pace, his mind and heart slowly stopping their nervous racing.

[petrify]

Medve nodded, "Okay," she said. After a few minutes, they were at her house, unlocking the door and walking in, hearing rap music. A probably drunk Skippy was on the couch, hat backwards, covering his eyes, muscle shirt, fake gold put on his teeth that would come out, fake gold around his neck, and rings. He had his pants a little saggy, no shoes on, rapping drowsily. Medve's eyes widened at him, looking over at Adonis.