"Oh em gosh! That is totes adorbs!" Leni giddily proclaims.

"It literally is," Lori agrees.

Carol just looks at the two with some judgmental scorn for a moment as they spaz over what she just told them.

But then…

"It really is, isn't it?" she says as she eases into a smile of her own.

The three girls are sitting in the oldest Louds' room, "doing their nails," as they told the others. Really, they've just gushed over how Luna sang a song for Carol, and more importantly, how Carol played a song for her.

"She gave you her lucky pick! That is like- Oh my gosh! I can't even!" Lori exuberantly blurts out.

"I know!... You guys have no idea," Carol responds before heavenly sighing. "Just when I was about to give up hope, she shows up and makes me remember why I like her so much…"

"Okay; so you're not at all concerned about her calling you her friend a couple days ago?" Lori reminds her.

"I mean, I was at first… But maybe she just, wasn't sure about things, you know? Maybe she just really wants to take things slow?" Carol reasons.

"I can understand that. I have to take things slow quite a bit," Leni shares.

"Well, for real, Carol. I'm not trying to bust your bubble, but how long can you drag this thing out? If one of you doesn't make a move soon-"

"I know," Carol says to cut off Lori. "...Which is why I've decided to ask her out."

"Yay!" Leni giddily reacts, but Lori just raises a brow.

"That's what you said last time…" she states.

"I know…" Carol says again. "But I'm for real this time. I'm just gonna ask her out tomorrow at school," she explains.

"Why can't you just do it tonight?" Leni inquires.

"Because, it'll be too awkward… I'm staying the night, remember?" Carol answers.

"I guess I understand that," Leni shrugs.

"Okay, so have you thought about what you'll say to her? I mean, chances are she won't drop a bombshell on you like she did last time, so you should be prepared to just say what you need to say," Lori asserts.

"I'm… trying a new approach…" Carol responds. "I'm going to try to think about it as little as possible, and hope soccer mom isn't at Starbeans that morning…"

"Uhm, not to be rude, Carol… But that plan is a little D U M…" Leni spells out.

Lori furrows her brow. "Leni… There's a B…"

To which, her younger sister fretfully jumps out of her bed. "Bee?! Where?! I'm allergic to bees!" she cries.

"No Leni, not- Oh never mind…" Lori simply says.

"Come on, Lori. Don't be like that, aha ha ha ha ha!" Luan jokes as she makes her way into the bedroom.

"Hey! We're doing our nails!" Leni hollers.

"Guess what? I've already fingered out what that means," Luan retorts. "Now, onto more pressing matters, like a certain someone with the best roommate in the world."

"Oh gee, whoever could you be talking about?" Carol quips.

Luan takes a seat on the bed beside her. "Your soon to be girlfriend, with my assistance," she proudly states.

"Oh please. What are you gonna do, give her a flower to squirt her with?" Lori snidely says.

"I'm going to refrain from listing off any of the many dirty jokes that come to mind, because this is important," Luan responds, then she turns her attention back to Carol. "Okay, listen. I know from experience that-"

"Ha!" Lori mockingly interrupts.

"I know from experience that humor isn't always your friend when you ask someone out… And for Blarney's sake, do not use pick-up lines. Wait until you guys are on a date to tell jokes. And that's only if you've managed to lighten the mood first," Luan explains.

"How do I do that?" Carol belatedly asks.

"I haven't gotten that far," Luan says with a shrug.

Lori rolls her eyes. "Will you get out of here?" she bluntly tells Luan.

"Oh, buzz off," Luan simply retorts.

"Guys! I am like, seriously allergic to bees!" Leni reminds them all.

"You're actually allergic to wasps, Leni," Lori reminds her in turn.

"Guys, can we focus here? Luna will be getting out of the shower any minute! I need to figure this out before tomorrow!" Carol pleas.

"Why don't you just ask her out tonight?" Luan asks.

"We've already established how that's a terrible idea!" Carol barks.

The others just look at her with concern, and she lets out a peeved sigh as she lies back on the bed.

"What am I gonna do?"

The other three girls put their proverbial thinking caps on, really stewing it over for a moment.

"Ooo! I know!" Leni blurts out. "You should write her a letter!"

"That's the stupidest idea I've ever-" Lori is about to tell her, but then she perks up. "Heeeey! That's actually a good idea!" she agrees.

"It is?" the other three girls, including Leni, follow up.

"Yes!" Lori replies as she stands up. "It's super romantic, and it takes a lot of the pressure off of you! Plus, you can figure out everything you want to say, write it down, and make sure she gets it all without getting nervous and messing up in person!" Lori furthers.

"Hey! That might just be the write idea! Hahaha!" Luan jokes. "But seriously; I like it. You can put it in her locker, and, you know… Just letter have it! Haha!"

Carol thinks it over. "I don't know… I feel like I should just ask her in person…"

"Hey, this works!" Lori assures her. "It's not like a text message. This is something you'd see in the movies!"

Carol perks up. "In the movies, you say?"

"Yup. If Bobby sent me a love letter, I would fall over dead," Lori tells her.

"What? Would you be on the receiving end of a heart attack? Hahahaha!" Luan jokes.

Lori frustratingly rubs the bridge of her nose. "It takes everything I have not to smother you with a pillow sometimes…"

"Ahh don't be so rough… We're supposed to be having pillow talk!"

"I'LL SHOW YOU PILLOW TALK!" Lori growls as she grabs the nearest pillow in the most menacing way imaginable.

"Well… I can see you two are in need of some alone time. I'm gonna go get started on my letter," Carol says as she anxiously starts making her way out of the room. She gets to the doorway, and starts snickering to herself. "Uhm… Thank you guys for being so comforting… Haha! Get it? Like, pillows are comforting?"

Lori just scowls at her, then at Luan. "YAAAAAH!" she cries as she charges at her with the pillow.

Before she can bear witness to such violence, Carol gets out of the room. Out in the hallway, she hears the commotion, and cringes. But she realizes she can't write her letter standing out here sympathizing over Luan, so she makes her way downstairs.

Back in the bedroom, everything is covered in feathers, Lori having completely obliterated her pillow using it as an instrument of pun punishment.

She catches her breath as she towers over a groggy, beaten Luan.

"Wait… Maybe it was feathers I was allergic too…" Leni remembers.

Lori looks over to her, and sees that she is swelling up like a balloon.

Luan recovers enough to lift her head up.

"Ha… Now that's funny…"

Lori has to drive Leni to the hospital. Luan has to go lay down after her pillow beating. Luna is singing "Take On Me" in the shower. Mom and Dad haven't made it home from work yet.

All the others have occupied the living room, where they are watching a rerun of the live action Kate Plausible reboot movie.

Meanwhile, Carol sits down at the kitchen table, hovering over a piece of the finest stationery. With a pretty purple pen she borrowed from Lola, she's done her best to write down everything she wants to say to Luna, but it hasn't been easy. There are still several rough drafts tattered and torn in the nearest waste bin.

Even so, she manages to finish this one...

Luna,

I like you a lot. I have for a while now, but I've just been so afraid to say anything. I know I should've said something a lot sooner, but like I said, I was too scared. At first, I was just afraid you'd shoot me down. I've never been rejected before, actually. But, now I'm afraid that if I say something, things will change between us. I don't want to push you away.

I was just about to tell you how I felt when you told me you like girls. Maybe I still should've said something, but I just didn't feel like you liked me back after that. I don't know, I know it sounds stupid, but maybe it's not stupid, because maybe you just want to be friends?

I would like to be something more though. I had this dream a couple weeks ago, I tried to tell you about it, but you fell asleep on me! (Jerk…) But seriously, I dreamt that we danced together, and we were just about to kiss before I woke up. And then the next day you showed up to class with all that stuff for the project, and then we talked after detention, and we took each other's pictures, and that's when I realized how I really felt about you.

Like I said though, and like you said when you told me about your "secret" (I totally knew, just saying;p) I don't want things to change between us. I mean, I don't want to lose my best friend, is what I'm trying to say. If you don't feel the same way about me, I'll understand.

But if you like me too, the same way that I like you I mean… Then we should do something about it. I think we'd make great homecoming queens:)

Luna, thank you for these amazing last few weeks. No matter what happens, I'll always cherish the times we shared together.

-C.

…

She reads over her finished letter, and decides she's happy with it. After all, it sums up how she feels a lot better than a caffeine induced, "spur of the moment" date proposal.

She folds it up, and places it neatly inside of an envelope. Using the purple pen, she writes: L with a little heart beside it on the back of the envelope. Then, she seals it up before storing it safely inside of her backpack.

"There…" she thinks aloud. "Until tomorrow…"

Coincidentally, Luna just happens to make her way downstairs shortly after. Carol feels her heart flutter just a bit as she turns to face her, but Luna just meets her with a familiar sweet smile.

"Hey," Carol casually says to her.

"How do ya do, love?" Luna greets with her British accent, and she makes her way over to her proclaimed best friend.

Carol just smiles. "Oh… Just finished up something I've been meaning to take care of."

Luna just nods. "Alright. So, I was thinking… Maybe we could go have a little jam sesh? I'll play my guitar, you play your violin? What do ya say?" she keenly suggests.

"I'd love to," Carol simply says, and the girls get up to make their way out of the kitchen.

Carol glances back at her backpack, knowing that her letter is safe inside.

"Until tomorrow."

I'm aware that it is highly unlikely Lori would be careless enough to have feather pillows knowing about Leni's allergy (or considering this is 2018), but this is based off a cartoon, and I was having fun writing this big fluffy mess. Ehh? Ehh? Get it? Cuz the pillow?:D

I would really like to see a story about the sisterly bond between Luan and Lori. Those two have a very interesting dynamic, being that one is always messing around, and the other has a stick up her butt. I'd write it myself, but frankly, I don't get paid enough. (Nickelodeon should hire me. Just sayin').

On another note, I think this is the first story I've done where Luan isn't with Maggie. It feels kind of wrong XD. (Luaggie for life, dawg).

In other news, I am very close to being finished with my buffer for this story, so yay! When that happens, updates will be much faster, maybe even daily. It's a wait and see kind of thing.

Also, I am currently working on a one-shot that will see Lori babysit a girl with Cystic Fibrosis. It's coming along slowly, but nicely. Stay tuned for that.

As always, thanks for reading my loves. Please stay tuned for more.