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The Proposal.

((Sorry that I haven't been updating recently. I've been consumed with constantly updating my new purplephone book: Fleeing The Past. Check it out! And yes I'm shamelessly self-advertising. Don't judge me.))

The next morning, everybody filed back in.

"Morning, Scott," Mike called out. "How was dinner last night?"

"O-oh, it was... Good..." Scott mumbled.

"Tell me, what did you have for dessert? I'm dying to know," Mike asked mischievously.

Scott blushed very darkly indeed and didn't reply.

"Yeah, that's what I thought you had," Mike grinned.

"Hey, Mike," Twtich called. "Guess what time it is..."

"Coming," Mike sighed, and walked over to Twitch. "What awfully humiliating feat must I perform today for your sick enjoyment?"

"Propose to everybody in the room..." Twitch pulled a small box out of her pocket and handed it to him, opening and shutting it a few times to show him the "Nah, jk" message inside the box. "Using this."

Mike took the box and grinned. "Neat."

~

Mike could imagine how his first two people would react, so he decided to get them over and done with. He looked over to Scott and Vincent, who were deep in discussion. Vincent grinning, Scott looking very flustered.

Business as usual, then.

Mike walked over to the two.

"...Yeah," Vincent was saying, "But the way you m- Why hello there, Michael. What do you want?"

"Sup fellas... Not interrupting anything, am I?"

"Well, actually, we were talking about-" Vincent started, but Mike cut him off.

"No, thanks. Don't need a description of what went on last night. I can piece it together. Anyway, I'm supposed to do this..." He got down on a knee, "Will either of you marry me? Apparently the fangirls think I'm lonely."

"Never in a million years," Vincent said plainly.

"I just agreed to marry Vincent," Scott said.

"What?!" Mike and Vincent exclaimed.

Scott grinned. "If the offer's still open, that is..."

"Yes, yes, of course," Vincent said. "Uh- d-do you want me to get down on my knee? I-I have the ring somewhere..." He searched frantically through his pockets.

"Don't worry about it," Scott said. "I don't need a proper proposal... Plus you've already proposed to me once before..."

"No, no, I insist," Vincent said. "Mike, can I use the ring in your box?" Vincent looked up, but Mike was gone. He swore. "Scott, I'm going to propose to you properly within the next few chapters, I promise."

((Just in case you guys thought the 4th wall still existed.))

"Chapters?" Scott asked.

Vincent froze for a moment. "Uh... That's what Twitch calls each of the dares...?"

Scott nodded slowly. "I see. Chapters, huh? Interesting..."

Mike groaned from across the room, throwing himself at Fritz' feet. "But Fritz-senpai!" He wailed. "I'm looonnneeelllyyyy!"

Vincent snorted, "Weirdo."

--

Mike walked over to Jeremy. "Jeremy..."

"Y-yeah?" Jeremy asked.

Mike got down on a knee, grinning. "Will you marry me?"

Jeremy's ? Turned to ! "I-uh- i-if t-that's w-what y-you w-want, s-sure..:"

Mike's grin dropped, "Wait- you would?"

Jeremy shrugged, blushing awfully. "I-if y-you a-asked..."

Mike stood up, "Uh, well..." He ruffled Jeremy's hair. "I was only joking, Jer."

Jeremy blushed even darker with embarrassment. "Oh."

"Sorry," he said.

"It's o-okay," Jeremy replied.

"Welp," Mike said to the whole room, "There's only one person left."

"Who?" Scott asked. "You tried with everyone."

"Not everyone..." Mike walked up to Twitch.

"Oh gawd-" Twitch started.

Mike got down on a knee.

"I'm not gonna say it," Vincent said, grinning. "I'm not gonna say it..."

"Will you marry me?" Mike asked.

"No," Twitch replied plainly.

Mike straightened up. "Well, then. That's everyone. And I'm just as unpopular with the ladies as the men, it seems."

"Pretty much," Twitch replied.

Vincent coughed something an awful lot like 'I ship it'.