Broken Strings By HammyClovery (XD I'm verrry hyper right now!)

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I already have an idea for my next fic! Augh! I still need to finish this one still! Poopy! I won't tell what the next of mine will be till' the last chapter of this one, but it's really giving me a writer's block on this one. Double-poopy! But I have a feeling my next fic will be quite popular, due to the fact that it has a lot to do with a little fear of mine in RL. (I'm not gonna tell you that fear/inspiration here! Ha ha!) But let me finish this one quickly. I hope I don't drift off here. I tend to do that sometimes. Triple-poopy! XD

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It was later in the evening and Gladys was preparing for bed. They had decided to set up camp a hundred feet away from the trading post, mainly because Jingle had discovered he did not get along with the owner.

Gladys smirked at the thought of Jingle shouting. For the few days she had known him, never once did he shout or lose his temper. She would never be able to hold her anger for that long, Errol too.

Flicking some dirt out of her nails, Gladys looked up at Herbert, who was contently munching on a blade of grass he had found.

"Is-is that good?" She asked him. Despite that fact that Herbert would not give her an answer, Gladys still asked it. She felt like she was going mad out here with those two boys. They were both so carefree and never seemed to stress about stuff. Gladys felt like it was rubbing off on her, and in her opinion, that was a negative thing.

Herbert simply gnawed the grass. He apparently didn't want to share.

Gladys felt a paw on her shoulder. Looking behind her, she noticed Errol. Startled, Gladys blushed at him. His face was dimly lit by the moonlight and he had that type of happy-go-lucky grin on. Gladys found it irresistible.

"Errol?" She squeaked.

Errol smiled.

"Hey there Glad-Ware." He said.

Gladys diverted her eyes to the large puddle in front of her, her reflection shone in the moonlight. Her face was completely red.

"Hey what's up with the beat face?" Errol quizzically asked. He seemed not to notice Gladys' blushing was towards him.

"Oh, nothing," Gladys sighed. She was too busy staring at his and hers reflections. They seemed so drastically different. While Errol's was bright, comforting, and quite good looking, Gladys felt her reflection seemed to reflect her personality more than her looks. Just a normal ham girl sitting next to bright, vibrant Errol. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Maybe I am too boring," She muttered.

"Huh?" Errol asked.

Gladys snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at his face.

"Errol, can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Am, am I too, mature? Too uptight? Do I seem to act older than I should? Do I?"

Errol paused. He gazed at the stars for a few seconds, and scratched his head. Then a broad smile reached his face.

"You, know? That's funny." He said.

"What?"

"It seems all this time, I thought you had changed so much."

"...changed?"

"Yeah. You seemed very comfortable with yourself. You knew what you were doing. You were the leader! Some might find that very mature of you, Gladys, but I find it just plain hot!"

Gladys stared at him. Up to his old antics again.

"Errol!" She cooed, red faced. "That's not really the answer I expected!"

Errol patted her on the head.

"But hey, it's better than you acting more childish than you are. I mean, the way you act, you can communicate with people better." He reassured. "And who cares if other people think you're too uptight. It just matters what you think. We may be exact opposites, Gladys, but that's why I love you."

Errol leaned over and kissed Gladys gently on the lips.

Gladys didn't know what to expect. Errol, or anyone for that matter, had never kissed her before, but boy did she love it.

"There, is that the answer you wanted?" Errol asked.

Gladys nodded happily.

"Yes!" She exclaimed, hugging him.

"...and I love you too!"

(A/N: The final chapter is the next chapter! W00T!)