Hey, it's Bella here! I'm feeling the vibe for one shot right now, particularly for MLB. So here you go, everybody's(mine) favorite ship!

Their stands were right next to each other. He watched her, her bright blue eyes, and flaming red hair, that rolled down her back in waves. A sharp contrast to his back hair and vibrant green eyes.

She sold cheese, something that was rich and expensive; something he'd never tasted before. He was a baker, and he quickly learned of her weakness for sweets. He learned her name, and it was like sugar on his tongue. Tikki. He spoke it often, staring out of his window.

He started leaving wrapped treats once a week on her doorstep, hiding in the juniper berry bushes surrounding her large home. He watched as she found them, her eyes lighting up, and a smile growing on her already beautiful face. Occasionally he'd leave paper animals. He assumed the black cat and ladybug were her favorite; she displayed them in a glass case, where everyone could see them. One week, he stayed at her doorstep as he knocked, the treat in his hands. As soon as she saw him, the gift in his hand, she smiled. He offered the gift to her, and she took it graciously.

She ducked into her house, coming back with a piece of camembert cheese. He devoured it, moaning in delight. She laughed, a twinkling bell sound. It became a game, she'd leave cheese for him, and he would give her sweets. They'd go on long walks, swim, and ride horses in the warm summer heat. And he fell more deeply in love with her.

They kissed at dusk, for the first time. It was fall, chilly, but not cold. Her lips were soft, and he swore to do it everyday for the rest of forever.

He asked her to marry him, out in a field they'd walked too, in the middle of the night, the stars shining above them, much like her eyes as she said yes.

And then the snow storm hit. They clung to each other, struggling through the thick snow. They curled up, exchanging their marriage vows, breathing out their last.

And then he woke up. He was small, and black. A ring was next to him, held by a man who looked tall and forbidding. He was given to a young man, and together they learned how to make a superhero. When the man asked what he liked to eat, Plagg responded with confidence. Camembert cheese.

He remembered nothing before the cold man woke him up, but he knew cheese was special to him. When he met Tikki, something clicked, and he was completed. She was amazing, his yin, and only one he knew he'd ever love. She was a sugary spice, and was the sweetest thing he'd ever known.

When he looked at her, he was reminded of sweets, and juniper bushes. Long walks at night, and dry summer days of swimming. And the cold wintery days he so hated with a passion. She hated those too. As they passed from holder to holder, they matched each other's steps perfectly. They were in sync, and their holders grew to be too.

As he reached his current holder, he fell into a routine with the kid, watching tikki the whole way. She seemed happy, but he sensed the sadness of the forgotten behind her cheerfulness. He'd always read her like a book. He'd comfort her, and he did it with his whole heart. He was hers. All the way.

Hi! Author's note here. This is my favorite ship, as I said before. I've always wondered how the kwami's were created, and if they had a life before, so I wrote this. Hope you like it too, so please read, review, follow, like and read my other stories. Anyway, love you all;

Bella Sentil