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A/N: So I really love Brady/Cynthia and I really wanted to write something cute for them, but I'm afraid this came off kind of dumb. Oh, well! Enjoy~!

Brady found Cynthia in a supply tent, with her back facing him. She seemed to be busying herself with some object in a box.

He was glad she was distracted. That way she didn't see him walk in.

Took a deep breath and shifted the chocolates and flowers in his grip.

"Heyo, Cynthia. How's it going?" He called across the tent.

She jumped about a mile high and spun to face him. "Oh, Brady! You really startled me."

"Sorry about that, kid. Didn't mean anythin' buy it."

Cynthia's eyes darted to the roses and chocolate in his hands and widened. "What's that?

Brady handed her the presents. "I guess you have a secret admirer or somethin'. "

"Huh?" Cynthia said, turning a little pink. "What are you talking about?"

"Well..." He thought about telling her the truth. He wanted to tell her how he felt, but he just couldn't. He didn't want to trouble her, she deserved better. Plus, it would be really embarrassing to be turned down. "Well... You see... I was walkin', mindin' my own business, when suddenly this bloke came runnin' up to me, telling me he was in a rush and to give these to you. He also said you are amazing and very beautiful..."

"Really!?" Cynthia looked at the chocolate and the roses, a little, girly smiled spreading across her face. "Who was it? Did you see him?"

It was me... "Uhh…" Dang. Why did she have to be so curious? "Uh, no. He shoved the valentines in my face so I couldn't see him…"

"You didn't even see him walk away?"

No... "He was in a rush…"

"What about when he approached you?" She pushed. "What was his hair color? Is he from the camp?"

Blond and yes... "I don't know!"

"What did his voice sound like?"

Like mine, of course! "Arghh! I don't remember, ok?" He lied, flustered by the storm of questions. "Besides, this shouldn't be a big deal. I'm sure you've got lots of secret admirers, right?"

Cynthia stood, biting her lip, seeming to be lost in thought.

Brady decided he should probably leave before things got even more uncomfortable. "Alright… Enjoy your chocolates and have a good Valentine's Day…"

He began to walk away, but before he could exit, Cynthia called his name.

"Uh, wait, Brady…" She said, setting her chocolates down. She skipped to the box she was messing with earlier. "It's really funny that you ran into my secret admirer, because on my way here, I ran into yours!"

Huh!?

She reached into the box and pulled out a big red heart of chocolates. "She said to give these to you and that she really likes you."

"W-What?" He was stunned.

She handed them to him, with a huge grin and a slight blush. "She also hopes you'll notice her and not be shy about your feelings."

He just looked at her, eyes wide and mouth open.

Then, before he could respond, she was off. She grabbed her chocolates and her flowers and fled the tent.

He was probably staring after her for a whole minute, blushing like an idiot. When he finally got out of his trance, he looked at the box she had given him. The word "Brady" in pretty calligraphy nearly brought a tear to his eye. Actually,-this is Brady we're talking about!- it DID bring a tear to his eye. Lots of tears.

And it was a very "sentimental" Valentine's Day.

A/N: Okay, so this was really stupid, but I hope you enjoyed anyway. And happy Valentine's Day! Bye! (Sorry for any spelling errors or stupidity! And please no hate…)