A/N: Sooo, how are you all feeling today? This chapter might be kind of short. Short but sweet, I think. I hope you like it; it's dedicated to Nikkianna.
By the way, the Laterose Theory is simply the theory that Laterose is alive.
So here's the chapter!

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Martin sighed contentedly as he lay on the soft grass and gazed up at the sky. Gonff and Rose lay on either side of him.
"Aaaaaah." Gonff sighed with satisfaction.
"My thoughts exactly." Martin said, grinning.
Rose had been at the Abbey for a few weeks now. Lazily she pointed up at the sky and said, "Look at that cloud."
Gonff and Martin did so.
"That's an awfully funny shaped cloud." Gonff noticed. "It looks almost like-"
"Like an otter." Martin and Rose said simultaneously.
Gonff wrinkled his nose. "I was thinking more along the lines of a wedge of cheese, but I guess an otter would work, too."
Martin rolled his eyes. "That looks nothing like a wedge of cheese."
"Does too."
"Does not."
"Does too."
Rose laughed. "You two are worse than Dibbuns. Speaking of Dibbuns," she said, rising, "I must go help Bella with the rascals. They're probably still trying to persuade her to let them have some more pudding. I'll see you at dinner."
Gonff watched her leave, then said, "So, when are you going to tell her?"
Martin fiddled with a blade of grass. "Tell her what?"
It was Gonff's turn to roll his eyes. "Oh, please." He sat up. "It's rather obvious. Actually, it's not rather obvious. It's really obvious. Really obvious. So obvious you'd have to be blind and deaf not to notice. So obvious-"
"All right, I get the point." Martin interrupted. "But-"
"No, no." Gonff said. "No buts. You've got to tell her sometime. You can't just live out your entire existence not letting her know how you feel. If you love someone and never tell him or her, you just keep that love locked up inside you, never bringing it out into the open, never being able to share it with that person. But when you do tell them, you can experience that joy that comes with love, together. And that is a wonderful thing. You can't replace it with anything else in the universe, because it is a truly unique kind of joy, one that can only be experienced with that one other person, the one you love."
Gonff looked his friend straight in the eye. "And the only way you can experience it is if you tell her."
Martin looked back up at the sky for a second, then at Gonff again. "Gonff, you are undeniably a good friend. But- but how do I know what to say?"
"Just say what's in your heart, and I promise you it will turn out all right."