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A purely white sky had encompassed the area where Insanity had stood. Sparkling dots of light sprinkled the the cozy cabin's surroundings, the roof not being an exception. Snow had accompanied the glittering motes of light as they both serenely fell down with a gentle grace. A grace one would find in a ballet dancer, or the simple grace of wildlife. Insanity had already sat himself down on the porch, completely decked out in white winter-wear. Donning a white trenchcoat, the insides laced with fur. Topping it off was a white scarf, with a noticeable scarce amount of blue highlights in it. Under the trenchcoat was a pair of custom white jeans, purely designed to allow maximum movement and weather-resistant. Insanity glanced into the forest where the cabin was located, his expression transitioning to a somewhat grim smile. "I hope Marce is enjoying herself out there.." he murmured, exhaling as small amounts of fog formed from the moisture in the air he had exhaled. Running a hand through his hair, he got up sighing. Walking back into the cabin, he realized he forgot his mug of coffee he had been mindlessly drinking. Making haste, he briskly walked back out, unaware of a humanoid figure in his way as he bumped into it, sending both of them sprawling on the floor. "Ugh.." A familiar voice made his way to his ears, sending him into a state of sheer happiness and hope. "Marce..?" he whispered, daring to look up. Marceline Vasquez. The love of his life. Standing right in front of him, dusting herself off. Marceline wore a simple white fur jacket, with black trousers. She had an undeniably cute scarf wrapped around her neck, her bright smile only making her beauty more enchanting to Insanity. Insanity briefly teared up, unable to put his feelings into word. To make up for it, he had involuntarily tackled Marce into the snow, crying into her shoulders with shame. "M-M-Marce! Don't..-" he sniffed as he calmed his sobbing down.."-leave me again..please..I can't bear being..without you..". Marce tightened the embrace, as tears of her own streamed down. "I promise Insanity..I promise..just promise that you love me.." she whispered, stuttering as the tears hindered her speech. "No..I promise that I'll love you forever and always..and that you'll.." Insanity had pulled her up as he smiled at her, the snow and dots of light fell around them. "-you'll be my special snowflake amongst these snowflakes." And in Insanity's eyes, the only light that was brighter than the snowflakes falling around him was Marceline Vasquez. His beacon, and most importantly, his special snowflake.