The next morning, Meteorite's alarm went off. Meteorite just decided to sleep through it. She slept way past her usual get-up time.
Angel was sitting in the living room eating her Froot Loops until Meteorite walked in.
Meteorite: Good morning, Amulet...
Angel: GAHHHH! What are you doing in my house?! Get out! You're not Michelle!
Meteorite: Chill, bro. I'm still Michelle.
Angel: You look like a drunkard who just got into a car accident but barely survived!
Meteorite: Maybe it's because I just rolled out of bed.
Angel: It's no big surprise that you're always a nuisance.
Meteorite: Whatever.
Angel: I'm off to fly outside. Bye!
Meteorite: Yeah, bye.
Angel flew out of the house. Meteorite made herself something to eat and then turned on the TV. As she flipped through the channels, they were all boring. And then she saw a romance film come on. She got so mad that she turned off the TV.
Meteorite: I need to fucking train for my fourth degree black belt....
She fixed herself up a bit and went to the basement to train.
Meteorite: *kicks the target* I'm not meant for romance. *punches her speed bag* This is my life.
She proceeded to train for her test. And then she ended up beating the shit out of one of her targets to let her anger out.
Meteorite: Yeah, I don't need it. Romance is stupid anyways.
A few hours later, Angel flew back into the house. Meteorite was coming out of the basement to greet her.
Meteorite: Hi Amulet. Would you like something to eat?
Angel: Sure, brat.
Meteorite: Whoa whoa whoa, you're calling me a brat? Where did that come from?
Angel: You've been acting weird lately.
Meteorite: Well, I'm fine now.
Angel: This has happened a few hours ago too. What's up with that? I thought you were supposed to be pestering me around, not the other way around.
Meteorite: Ok..... I might as well tell you this, but you probably won't understand.
Angel: Just what could it possibly be??
Meteorite: Remember my homie Annie?
Angel: What about her?
Meteorite: I ended up falling for her....
With that, Angel burst out laughing.
Meteorite: Heh. I knew you were gonna respond like that.
Angel: What are you, LESBIAN?! *laughs*
Meteorite: Probably. But I don't even care what my sexuality is. As long as I'm around her, I'm.... content.
Angel: You were blasting that dumb music last night and acting so edgy over THAT?! Face it Michelle, relationships don't matter!
Meteorite: I realized that now, silly. All I care about now is that I get my next belt degree and open my dojo. Someone like me isn't meant for romance anyways.
Angel: Even I thought my problems were stupid. But look at you, clown!
Meteorite: Whatever. If you fall for someone and feel this way, don't come crying to me.
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Meteorite Confesses Her Love
RomanceMeteorite is going to confess to the person she looks up to the most, Seraphim On The Ring Miku. How will it turn out?