A/N: *Is screaming into the void because I can think of plots for new stories, but not for new chapters* How does one think? Like, I have three stories that need to be updated, several first chapters I need to finish before publishing, and then a report for school, but here I am, not finishing ANY of that crap and writing a new one. Enjoy this while I wallow in my disappointment and despair *Continues screaming into void*

Neptune sat lazily on her couch, her head resting on the armrest while one leg dangled off the couch. In her hands was a game console controller, her thumbs and index fingers on both hands making their way to their desired button or stick focused, yet careless in their movements. Her eyes watched the TV screen a few feet away as a character in scantily clad armor with an ample chest and hair similar to hers (but longer) slashed away at a huge dragon in a cave. As the health bar on the bottom left corner of the screen gradually depleted, Neptune's movements became less and less casual, until she was at the edge of her seat, her fingers moving rapidly across the controller as the character's health was now near 20%.

A bead of sweat made its way down the CPU's face as she mercilessly spammed each button on the controller. She took a quick peek on the upper left corner of the screen to check the dragon's health.

10%, Time to use the finishing combo! Neptune thought as she her fingers now danced to a more uniform pattern. The character on the TV screen responded with fluent sword slices, not at all giving the dragon enough time to retaliate. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1% Finishing move time! Neptune then initiating the finishing move, but right before the attack was launched, the screen went black.

Neptune shrieked, tossing the controller on the couch, "NOOOOO! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN!?" she yelled to herself, racing to the console and checking all its ports. A small figure sitting on what looked like a book hovered in front of Neptune, holding a plug that was connected to one of the consoles ports. Neptune glared at the small figure, "Histy, how could you do this to me?! One more hit and I could hav beaten that goddess forsaken level! Do you know how long I have been stuck on that level?!"

The small figured threw the plug to the side with slight difficulty due to her small stature, but managed to do so anyway, and poked Neptune in the face, "Do you know how much work you've let pile up to the point where me and your own sister can't handle it?" Histoire mocked as she pointed at a tall figure on the doorway. She was slightly taller than Neptune, and looked very similar to her (besides the height and hair length difference, plus the whole maturity thing (physically and mentally)). She stood there with a small enveloped sealed with a wax print.

Neptune then stood up with confidence, "Don't worry, Histy! I'll take care of the rest of the work, so don't get your mini undies in a twist!"

Her eyebrow slightly twitching in irritation, Histoire led Neptune-with her sister following- to the office where they kept the workload. With a skip, the CPU opened the door, only to have several piles of paperwork tackle her and bury her in a sea of things like petitions and budgets, taxes and notices. Neptune picked up a random worksheet and saw the date that it was commissioned was 2 months ago.

Histoire let herself have a small smirk, "Well, here is all the paperwork we had left to do. Good luck-"

Neptune jumped out and grabbed Histy, pulling her into a grizzly bear hug, "PLEASE WAIT! I'M SORRY FOR DUMPING THE WORK ON YOU JUST HELP ME DO IT ALL!" Neptune quickly turned to her sister, "You'll help me, right, Nepgear?"

Nepgear sweatdropped, "Sure, we'll still help out if you do work, too," she took out the letter she held earlier and handed it to her older sister, who eyed it curiously before opening it and examining it.

"It was given to us by a Lastation messenger a day ago, with explicit orders that it was for your eyes and yours only," Nepgear explained as she watched her older sister read it.

After about five minutes, Histy cleared her throat, "Are you having a problem reading it, Neptune?"

"…It's too dark in here to read it," Neptune replied, rubbing the back of her neck cheekily. Histoire groaned at the ditzy nature that Neptune was exhibiting currently and flipped the light switch near the doorway, simultaneously opening the lights that hung on the ceiling. "Thanks, Histy!" Neptune exclaimed as she then actually read the letter. After carefully examining it, Neptune shoved it into her pocket before stepping out of the office. "Noire is asking for my help on a s-serious CPU thing…" Neptune said as she stiffly trudged towards the balcony.

Slightly aghast at Neptune's sudden change in body movements, Nepgear stepped forward, "Do you want me to come with you, sis?" she offered as she watched her sister transform into her goddess form. Neptune, now Purple Heart, turned to Nepgear, "It'll be f-fine. Noire said it only concerned me anyway…" Purple Heart assured as she prepared for flight. Nepgear nodded and wished her sister safe travels as she watched the latter take off in the direction of Lastation.

~~~Meanwhile~~~

Noire sat in her chair in her office, writing out a report on the recent game sales statistics, when her oracle, Kei, walked in with a small pile of paper work, "Planeptune's oracle just notified us of Lady Purple Heart. She will be arriving shortly," Kei said. Noire put down her pen, "Thank you, Kei-"

"And these are the other paperwork that just came in," Kei interrupted as she set the stack down on Noire's desk and left without another word. With a frustrated sigh, Noire slinked back into her chair and rubbed her temples. Standing up, she walked to her spacious balcony to enjoy some fresh air. Maybe I can enjoy some fresh air before that dolt Neptune shows u-

CRASHING NOISES!

Neptune sat herself up as she rubbed her head with one hand and kept herself up with the other. "Yeesh that was some fall…maybe I miscalculated on the distance between me and that space…" Neptune looked around, "Strange…I thought that I saw some lonely lady here…Maybe I'll look for her," Before standing up, though, The CPU felt that the hand propping her up was set on something…squishy?

"Did Noire get some new pillows? I should nap on these sometime…"

"If you do, you would be dead in a second, you dolt!"

"Waah!"

Neptune jumped off of the pillow, err, Noire, I should say, with a yelp. "Oh, Noire it was just you…No wait…"

"Good to see you too, idiot…" Noire muttered.

"Aww, how sweet! Noire is glad to see me!" Neptune teases, "Then again, who wouldn't be~"

"Shut up!"

Neptune giggled, but then remembered the whole ordeal she had with the letter and took it out.

"Uhh…Now Noire," Neptune said, reexamining the letter.

"What?" Noire replied, now calmed down.

"…Why did you send me a letter asking for my hand in marriage?"

A/N: whaaat? Noire? Already making the moves on the first chapter? Am I writing about the same tsundere goddess that we all know and love? Yes, actually, and maybe you can guess what the reason behind the proposal is… Now back to wallowing in despair.