Author's Note: Welcome to the sequel to The Other Side of Sadness. Kudos to everyone involved in reviewing, favouriting and following the previous story. This story is not just for me, it's for all of you guys!
I plan to have a longer story with more chapters, with more fluff and more romantic moments. In other words, a step up from the previous fic.
Enjoy!
The ring shimmered as Fear put it into his cupboard. "Nice and safe," he whispered. "Unless, of course, someone robs my cupboard... and steals it... AAGH, I gotta protect this thing!"
"Protect what?" asked Joy, who had heard Fear yell.
"Oh, uh... n-nothing, Joy, just... cleaning."
"Nuh-uh, lemme see that thing."
Fear knew he was caught out. "Fine," he sighed as he handed the ring to Joy.
"Ooh!" exclaimed Joy in shock. "Where'd you get this, Fear? It looks... well, it looks like a one of kind!"
Fear told Joy everything: how he'd found it while off-duty, found it breathtaking and hidden it for use later, preferably to give to someone.
"Oh, Fear, you sly, sly fox," Joy giggled.
"What do you mean?" Fear quizzed.
"C'mon, a beautiful ring... giving it to someone... you're gonna propose to Sadness, right?"
Fear looked embarrassed. "U-u-um, of course not! How could you even think that? Sadness and I are just friends - just friends, you know. J-just friends." His face had turned rather red by this point.
Joy, feeling sorry for causing Fear to blush, gave him back the ring, but not without winking at him.
"Well, whatever you're going to use it for... use it for something special."
Later that evening, Fear was mulling over Joy's words. Something special. Something special. Sadness was special. Very, very special indeed. The ring he held could be used for something special. To possibly put on somebody special.
Hmm...
Then Fear realised something. He could... put the ring on Sadness. But how? Why?
And deep down, he knew why. His heart was singing Sadness songs every day. His mind was thinking about her. Sadness was his world. He could face the world with her alongside him.
And he knew. He would propose.
