Mick's POV

Nina was good, I'll admit. Fabian had done his best. I gues he hadn't known just how much his girlfriend was capable of. I didn't even know! I just remembered something too. Alfie's plan! I decided to speak up about it.

"Guys?"

"Yes Mick?" asked Jerome after turning around from trying to wake Fabian with Alfie. Fabian was in shock mode.

"Here let me try." I said with a sigh. "Fabian, Nina loves you!" I said. His eyes popped open even wider, and he said

"SHE DOES!"

"No sorry mate, we needed you up out of shock syndrome." He pouted but understood. "Now do you guys remember Alfie's idea? The one on the coffee table?" They mouthed ohs, and shook yes. "Good, cuz we need to start it. Starting with Me, and Fabian. Jerome and Alfie will do back up. Remember, Fabian's sweet, and I'm her boyfriend so yeah."

"Yeah, but what do you do for her?" asked Alfie.

"Fabian?" I redirected Alfie to Fabian, because he's the sweet one.

"I have an idea..." he said. Then we brought it in for a group huddle.

Nina's POV

I was steady getting dressed, with the other girls, and wondering what the guys were doing. It was pretty quiet, and I guess they left or something. Apparently my face snitched on my emotions (LOL LOVE THAT! XD) 'cuz Amber noticed my facial expressoin.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Huh?" I said as I was brought back to reality.

"Penny for your thoughts" she repeated.

"Just wondering what the boys are doing.

"Oh. Now that I think about it, they are kinda quiet. What ARE they doing?" When we were all dressed, we walked downstairs, to find the boys gone, and a note on my railing for...

Mara?

I read it aloud; "'Dear Maraculous, I want you to meet me at my house at 7:00 tonight. Go dressy casual. Your friend, Mick Campbell.' Are you going to go Mara?" I asked after reading the letter.

"Yes. Will you guys help me get ready?" Amber squealed. Crap, she's loud! We dragged Mara upstairs, and started getting her ready.

Mick's POV

I have prepared a wonderful dinner for Mara with Fabian's help. He was going to be out at his house though, so that's o.k. he's gone. We picked up roses, and candles, and everything! You know, purple roses. Non-scented candles, because if you eat the scent, UGH! The doorbell rang.

It's now or never...

I opened the door, and saw Mara looking beautiful as ever. She was amazing. A skirt, that's what they wear for dressy casual? I myself, was wearing black pants, and a blue dress shirt with a black tie. I passed her the roses, and she sat down after putting them in some water. I took her coat, and we sat down.

Mara's POV

I rang Mick's doorbell, and thought over the ground rules.

-Must be back by 11:00 -NO sleeping -Must tell all at home -If he asks you back say yes -Thank him for the evening

That was it until the door opened. Mick looked really good! I waved hi, and he handed me my favorite flower, purple roses! We sat down, and Mick broke the silence.

"I'm really glad you came Mara"

"Me too. This is really sweet. Thank you." He walked out the room, and returned with potatoes, chicken breast, and a bottle of wine. "Mick, you didn't!" He had my favorite wine. White whine.

"Oh, but I did." I laughed. He set out the food, and I scooped some on my plate. For the remainder of the dinner we talked. Then he got up and pulled out my chair. He held out his hand and i took it. We walked outside after grabbing our jackets. It was sorta chilly though. As we walked down the sidewalk, we turned through a garden. I was amazed at the view.

"Do you like it?" he whispered in my ear. "I got the purple roses from here."

"Mick, it-it's amazing!" He lead me to a bench, and I shivered. He draped his jacket over my shoulders and I silently thanked him. I leaned my head on his shoulder, it's about 10:00. He wrapped his arm around my waist. We sat there for a good 30 minutes in comfortable silence. When I looked up and giggled.

"What?" Mick laughed amused and looked down.

I moved my hand up to his hair, and brushed some of it to the other side. "There." He looked into my eyes, and we slowly leand in. We kissed. It was long, clingy, needy, the kind that lingers in the air after it's over.

"Mara?"

"Hmm?"

"Be my girlfriend?"

"Yes Mick." I kissed his cheek, and we returned to his house, before I left to go home sniffing purple roses all the way.