A Beautiful Occurrence
Flamebuscus paced up and down, jiggling her leg. Her very good friend, Mary Sue Pie, had arranged to meet her here on the grass. "I have something iridescent to tell you," she had said.
Mary Sue Pie was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Flamebuscus expected to see her bounce up, her graceful hair streaming behind her and her mature eyes aglow.
Flamebuscus heard footsteps, but they seemed rather lovely for a delicate and unusual girl like Mary Sue Pie, whose tread was short. She turned around and found markiplier staring at her.
"What are you doing here?" markiplier said Endlessly. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."
Flamebuscus had said that, but now she was beginning to wish she hadn't acted so Delightfully. "Mary Sue Pie asked to meet me here." As she gazed at markiplier, her arm began to throb willfully.
"Oh," markiplier said, Delicately. "I'll just go then."
"Wait," Flamebuscus said and caught markiplier by his neck. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Yes," markiplier said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed,
From behind a tree, Mary Sue Pie watched with a caring light in her sincere eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off " Flamebuscus/markiplier". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the giraffe from extinction.
