Chapter Seven

It was after the party. Everyone had gone home except for Rock and Claire. They sat close to each other, not knowing what to say.

"So…" Rock began. "Does this mean that we are… (gulp)…. Together?" He whispered the last word and Claire giggled.

"If you want to be." He quickly pressed his lips against hers and they kept locked for literally a second.

"Claire… I love you." He whispered looking down.

"Rock?" He looked up. "I... I guess I love you too."

Claire went home happy. As did Rock- her boyfriend.

Claire woke up early due to her father waking her up.

"Dad?" She asked sleepily.

"Claire… I have a question." He asked quietly.

"Hm?" He held up a beautiful blue feather- she had heard they were used to propose.

"W-would you mind if I asked Celia to m-marry me?" Claire's mouth gaped and she looked at her father. She felt one single tear go down her cheek.

"I-I guess not…" She leaned up and hugged her father as he smiled. He kissed her forehead and wiped her tear away.

"Thank you honey. I love you."

"Love you too." He left her lying in her bed. And she smiled looking up.

"And I love you mom." Then she fell back to sleep.

A vision of her father and Celia, Rock and Nami, Marlin and Muffy, and Rock and what seemed to be her mother.

No, it was her. She smiled. Her life was perfect- or pretty darn close to it.