One thing right...

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Ed paces his room, still slightly hungover from last night.

Oswald Oswald Oswald Oswald....

All I think about is Oswald...

That's it. He has to get rid of him. Killing him will destroy the obsession, right? That's what Ed thinks. He takes a gun and drives to Oswalds penthouse apartment.

He knocks on the door, and Oswald answers immediately, a bit horrified to see his guards unconscious.

"Edward Nygma, what did you do?!"

"Relax, it's knock out gas. They'll be fine."

Shit...we forgot about his eyes, the way they sparkle in the light...

"Why are you here?"

"I came to tell you....I was wrong. I love you. I am so in love with you." Ed blurts out.

Did he just say that out loud?!?!?!

"How come I don't believe you? Oh, right, YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!"

"Oswald, please... just hear me out...I have been in love with you for so long. I'm sorry for everything, but...you saw right through my pain, and...I've been at the wrong place at the right time, chasing all the wrong things most of my life. Running with the wrong crowd on the wrong nights. But I got one thing right, and I screwed that up too. So I'll leave now. It's okay. I know you can't possibly love me, not after what I did..."

Oswalds heart breaks upon hearing this.

"Ed....I still love you. I just...it's all hard to process..."

"Maybe this will help." Ed growls, kissing Oswald with a passion reserved for puzzles and riddles.

"Yeah...that did..."

Sorry if it sucks I'm sleepy...

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