Imma leave my rambling for the end!

Thanks to you!

Catherine Covey, most commonly referred to as Kitty, was a proud girl. But one of her true pride and joy was her success as matchmaker. Her best ship, as in relationship, would be Lara Jean and Peter.

After all they would have never gotten together if it weren't for her mailing those letters that fateful night.

But was that enough?

I adored Kitty, she was witty and fiery and was practically my little sister. But right now, all I wanted to do was cuddle with my girlfriend while watching the latest Avenger movie.

"Stop snuggling!" Kitty whined, interrupting the movie for the third time that night. And they were only 20 minutes in!

"Kitty get out! This is our date night." Lara Jean whined, tossing her head back letting her fall smoothly like a waterfall.

"You guys wouldn't even go on a date if it weren't for me!" Kitty sassed.

"Your letters didn't spark everything." Lara Jean grumbled, but it was a dying comment. Kitty didn't need to respond, she already won. But Kitty like taking her time savoring her victory.

"Oh, really? Tell me then, would you have had your own love life if it weren't for the love letters."

I feel myself tense, and I'm sure she felt it too she was practically on my lap.

But she didn't, her face was scrunched up in a cute concentration.

"Josh had a crush on me too when we were kids." she said meekly

Kitty threw Lara Jean a withering look.

"He didn't act on its Lara Jean!"

I smile thinking this was the end of the fight and we can watch the movie quietly.

I was wrong, per usual when it came to the Covey women.

"John did." she said quietly looking at Kitty in the eye. "He was going to ask me to the 8th grade dance."

"Well why didn't he?" Kitty asked, looking genuinely curious for the first time.

"Because," A smile erupted across of Lara Jeans face the "because of Daddy!"

"What?" Kitty asked.

"John was planning to ask; he sort of did. He was going to write out the invitation across my lawn with twigs and sticks. But Daddy, saw him and thought he was cleaning the yard for him-" she started laughing, loudly, her tiny body vibrating against mine. I twist myself to get a proper look at her, her face was glowing with mirth.

"And he gave him $20! Poor John must've been so embarrassed!"

It took me two seconds to put the pieces together, I started roaring with laughter too.

Kitty's face was a mask of confusion.

"So, if it weren't for Daddy..."

"I might've been dating John Ambrose McClaren!"

I stopped laughing at that. I never really gave that consideration. I didn't really like the image, I conjured up in my head.

John with his arm around Covey, John buying her flowers...

I'd probably still be in a toxic relationship with Genevieve, and Lara Jean would be with him.

Lara Jean was still too giddy to notice my discontentment though.

"So, you're saying..."

"I'm saying that if it weren't for daddy, I would have never even had the fake relationship with Peter, or any relationship with him for that matter!"

She finally looks my way "Isn't that funny, sweetie?"

I didn't look her way, I looked past her and at a bewildered Dr. Covey who must've walked in on us at the middle of our laugh fest.

All thanks to him.

I quickly push Lara Jean off my lap and throw myself at him, hugging him tightly. I can feel his surprise, the slight "oomph" he ejects, but he doesn't decline the affection.

"What did I do to deserve this affection?"

I look at him straight in the eye "You gave me my queen."

I can practically feel Kitty's eye roll, but I ignored that and instead focused on the smile Lara Jean must've been wearing. And when I faced her, I saw it and I nearly collapsed.

It was brilliant.

I try to smother my amusement as Lara Jena all but hauls Kitty into her own room and slams the door.

"Lara Jean! Let me out, you know I'm the reason that you guy-"

"Nope, we just established that Daddy is, and unless Daddy would like to join us on our date night then we will be alone." She turns towards me her back still on the door.

"Would you like to join, Daddy?"

I shake my head and answer honestly "No, no I wouldn't."

And that, folks, is the story of why Peter Kavinsky worshiped the ground that Dr. Covey walks on.

El fin.

Hiiiiiiiii! I'm back, and I am bursting with ideas!

Like, highschool reunion. Covinsky are still together and it's costume themed. I already know what i'm gonna do!

And Mr. McClaren's take on Covey's departure on PS. I still love you, which by the way is coming out tomorrow on Netflix, yasssss!

And so on...

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