Hi guys, sorry I haven't been posting AT ALL lately, but I have a valid reason: I have NO internet connection! This is one of the rare moments when I post a chapter, so I'm so sorry if I take forever to complete this story. But anyway! I hope you like it, and I hope it won't be as short as my Skyrim fanfic!
Chapter 1, the proposal.
Valkyrie was sat across the room from Fletcher, slowly eating her pot noodle. Why does she love them so much? I wonder if she loves them more than me… he thought. They'd known each other for 10 years, and sure they'd gone through some rough patches but they're still together now. He couldn't look her in the eye, and she wanted to know why. Was something wrong? He'd gone rather pink, even his hair seemed dull compared.
"Val, w-we need to talk." stammered Fletcher.
Oh god. What is he going to say? Is he about to break up with me? Valkyrie went paler than her own Irish skin would allow.
"We've been together for a very, very long time and…"
Oh no. please no.
"I was wondering…" Valkyrie closed her eyes, preparing for the emotional wreckage she'd become. She opened them, wondering why he took such a long pause. Her eyes were as wide as ever, as brown as ever, as shocked as ever. There was Fletcher, with that stupid smile of his, on one knee.
"Valkyrie Cain, will you marry me?"
She dropped her noodles, and just stared at him. Unable to reply.
"Val?"
"Um, yes! Ok! If you want to!"
"Of course I want to, stupid!" he joked, Valkyrie's cheeks furiously blushing.
"On one condition, Mr Renn. You pick up my noodles! You made me drop them!" she declared, before kissing him on the nose.