Defying the Odds

Chapter 12: Letting It Out

Sylvester, Tweety, Junior, Wiley and Nat all headed down the street having their own personal tour of Paris. "This is amazing. I have never such a wonderful place like this before." Nat smiled, as she looked at all the shops and apartments there were in the city.

"I'm glad you like this, Nat." Wiley said, happily. The two coyotes smiled at each other; Sylvester couldn't help but feel a bit jealous as he watched them on. They weren't afraid to show each other how they felt, but he was afraid to show his feelings towards Tweety.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Sylvester said to himself, sadly. He looked to see Tweety smiling gently at him, and he couldn't help but smile back; he knew Tweety didn't like to see him upset. But then, Nat noticed something that got her attention.

"Look at that, guys! They're holding a tour cruise around Paris. Why don't we get on?" Nat asked. "I don't see anything wrong with that." Wiley responded. As the two headed on, Sylvester was surprised and immediately followed them, with Tweety and Junior not too far behind.

"Keep your hands and feet inside the boat at all times." The tour guide said. Tweety was a bit confused by that request. "Why would they think that anyone would do something like that?" she asked. Sylvester was surprised, but figured that there were some that were willing to take that risk of not listening to the rules.

As the boat headed down the river, Wiley and Nat were both looking around the city passing in front of their eyes. "Isn't this amazing, Wiley?" Nat asked. "Yeah, it sure is." Wiley responded, and put his arm around Nat. The two both smiled at each other, happily. Sylvester sat at the side watching them on, wondering when he would get to do such things towards Tweety. "This certainly is a great cruise, isn't it, puddy?" Tweety asked, as she sat on Sylvester's shoulder. Sylvester looked over at her and sighed; he was starting to think that this trip wasn't doing as much good for him as he thought.

Wiley noticed a port right near the Eiffel Tower and smiled. "Maybe some time up there might get you worked up, huh Sylvester?" Wiley asked, looking over at his friend. Sylvester looked to see what he was talking about and smiled. "Maybe that could do me some good." Sylvester said to himself.

The group of five got off the tour cruise and started to make their way towards the Eiffel Tower. "Oh, I'm so excited! I can't wait until we get to see such a great view from the top of the tower." Tweety smiled. Sylvester suddenly stopped short; this had been going on for too long.

"That does it!" he said suddenly, which caught Tweety, Junior, Nat and Wiley by surprise. Sylvester then got Tweety and held her in his open hand, with her looking directly at him. "I have been trying to tell you for so long, and now I can't wait any longer!" Sylvester explained. Tweety looked at him in surprise, and strangely she started to go red in the cheeks, and she could see that Sylvester's cheeks had gone red as well.

"Tweety, I... I..." Sylvester took Tweety's little hand into two of his fingers as he forced himself to continue. "Yes, puddy tat?" Tweety asked, wanting to know what Sylvester had to tell her. Sylvester knew that this time, he wasn't holding back and got himself ready to finally let it out to her.

"I love you!" Sylvester shouted suddenly, and stopped himself realizing what he just said. Tweety was shocked; did she really just hear Sylvester say that? "Puddy..." she gasped, astonished. Before she could continue, Sylvester suddenly put her down on the ground.

"I'm sorry..." Sylvester said, and started to run while the rest watched on in surprise. "What just happened?" Junior asked, confused. Tweety had a bit of thought to herself, and had an idea.

"Wait here, all of you." Tweety said, and headed off to find Sylvester. Sylvester was at the Eiffel Tower, looking out at the city in front of him. "I don't believe this. I actually finally have the courage to tell her, and I don't do it the way I wanted to. I wanted us to be by ourselves, we would just be alone and I would promise her never to leave her. But I guess I'll just never get it." Sylvester said, sadly and started sobbing. He never felt as horrible as he did right now.

Meanwhile, Tweety was flying around the city looking for Sylvester. "Puddy? Where are you, puddy?" she asked. Then, she looked up to see someone at the Eiffel Tower and smiled. "That must be him." Tweety said, and she started to head up the tower, knowing where he was.

Sylvester was still sobbing when he could hear someone behind him. "There you are, puddy." Sylvester could recognize that voice; he turned around to see that it was Tweety. "Tweety? What are you doing here?" Sylvester asked, as Tweety flew over to him.

"I came here looking for you, and I was going to ask you that myself. What are you doing here?" Tweety asked, sitting down on Sylvester's shoulder. Sylvester sighed; he knew Tweety was here and he couldn't hide how he was feeling, not while she was with him.

"I couldn't stay. I just didn't want to, knowing that my big secret to you had gotten out..." Sylvester explained, sadly. Tweety was confused, but then she understood. Sylvester couldn't stand that he had accidently let out how he really felt about her.

"I was going to ask you about you, puddy. Did you really mean it... when you said that?" Tweety asked. Sylvester looked at her, and smiled; of course he meant it. But he had to convince her that his feelings were genuine, and that he wasn't just using her.

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't mean it. I really do love you, Tweety. I never realised it until we went out bowling, thought. All those times I had to tell you something were because I wanted to tell you how I felt you. But I was worried about what you would say, and I'm worried about what you'll say now. I know you might never share my feelings because of what you experienced, but..." Sylvester was suddenly cut short when Tweety kissed him. He was stunned; he didn't think that Tweety would react like this. After a few seconds, Tweety let go while Sylvester stared at her, wordless.

"I didn't think that you would mean it as much as you do, but I guess I was proven. Puddy, I love you too. I have never met anyone who is as genuine as you are." Tweety said, happily. Sylvester was amazed; all his doubts had faded away and were being replaced with feelings of happiness.

"I guess things turned out better than I expected." Sylvester commented. "Same here." Tweety smiled, and the two happily stood close looking out at the city. There was never a better feeling in the world than just being with each other.