Angel: "Last ship of the story. Man, I thought we would never make it, but here we are! So this is Brashshipping! The shipping name for Celina and Sylvio Sawatari! This AU follows up the one from the Bonadageshipping chapter, but you don't have to read that one to really understand this one."

Ship Name: Brashshipping (Celina x Sylvio Sawatari)

Name Reason: Named so because both have proven time and again to be hasty or rash in their decisions.

Give Him a Chance, Barrett

"Sylvio, my scanners indicate that your heart rate has increase from 102 beats per minute to 125 beats per minute. Are you feeling alright?" Sergey asked the sweating teen.

"O-of course everything's fine!" Sylvio smiles uneasily. "I just can't get over how delicious this spaghetti is! This is a certainly a five star meal in my book! Mm-mm! So good!" Sylvio shoves another forkful into his mouth much to the relief of Celina. At least with his mouth full he couldn't say anything stupid.

Sylvio risks a glance across the table where Barrett is staring him down with a glare that would put Shay's own glare to shame. Sylvio hunches more over his plate, sweat dripping off his face. Who would have thought dinner could be so stressful? Suddenly, Sylvio's duel disk began ringing. He nearly weeps with joy.

"A-ah-ha! Excuse me, that must be my Papa!" Sylvio stumbles out of his chair. "He worries about me a lot! This should just take a second! Excuse me!" Sylvio rushes out of the room, duel disk in hand. As soon as he is gone, Celina turns back to her father.

"Would you stop glaring at him like that. You're freaking him out."

"I just don't understand why you would choose him."

"Because I love him." Celina answers simply.

"But he's an idiot!"

"But he's my idiot."

"Barrett, the boy may be a fool at time but you can't deny he has guts." Sergey pointed out.

"How so?"

"He's still here, isn't he?"

"I don't even know why we're having this conversation. We love each other, shouldn't that be reason enough?" Celina asked.

"That boy can barely take care of himself! What makes you think he can take care of you?!" Barrett shouted.

"Because I don't need someone to take care of me!" Celina snaps, standing up from the table and storming off. Barrett sighs and drags a hand over his face.

"Barrett?"

"Yes, Sergey?"

"I understand that you only want to protect Celina. I think you're going about it wrong."

"Celina needs someone who can watch over her."

"I don't think so."

"You can't be serious, Sergey. Celina doesn't look before she leaps, which isn't a good thing."

"Celina has a fiery spirit. That much is true. So perhaps, Celina needs someone who is able to match her fire, not contain it."

"Match her...fire?"

"Celina is always going to jump headfirst into trouble. It would be better for her to have someone who will stand by her side than turn tail and run. Don't you think?"

"Come on, Sylvio. We're leaving." Celina mutters, finally finding Sylvio in the bathroom.

"W-what? Why?! I-I think me and your fathers were just starting to get along!" Sylvio protested weakly.

"I sincerely doubt it." Sylvio watched as Celina went to the front door and began to pull her purple jacket back on.

"I'm sorry." Sylvio rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "I guess the great Sylvio can't amaze everyone."

"It's not your fault. It's impossible to please Barrett."

"I wouldn't exactly say that." Barrett spoke up with Sergey behind him, causing Sylvio to jump.

"Barrett! I-I mean, dad! Ah! I meant B-Barrett, sir, hello!"

"At ease, soldier." Barrett nods at Sylvio.

"What do you want now?" Celina asked, annoyed.

"Perhaps I was being too harsh on the both of you." Barrett admits. "I only want the best for you, Celina and if you think 'he' is what's best for you, who am I to object?"

"Hmph...now you're starting to get it." Celina nods, a tiny smile on her lips.

"And Sylvio, I'm sorry for intimidating you during dinner."

"Intimidate? What are you talking about, Barrett?" Sylvio laughs off. "I was cool as a cucumber." Barrett was a bit shocked as Celina begins to laugh.

"Sure, Sylvio. Whatever you say." Celina rolls her eyes, her smile wider. "Let's go finish dinner."

Celina: "It's finally over."

Angel: "Yup! Nice work everybody! Well, let's start cleaning up. After all, I want this place in tip top shape for next season!"

Everyone: "Next season?"

Angel: "What? You didn't think we were really done, did you?"

(All the Arc-V Character immediately race out of the theater, leaving just her and Fable.)

(Angel turns to Fable, confused.)

Angel: "Was it something I said?"

Well, guys. This has been a journey. But not a completed one. I'll explain a bit more in the next (and last) chapter of this collection.

But this is the end of Arc-V Shipping Collection Season 2. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.