Two days later, Molly was walking down the street to her music studio where she taught kids how to sing. She opened the door to the building and spotted a boy and a girl, around the ages of seven years old, arguing.

"Whoa, what's going on you two?"

The girl huffed. "Nolan broke my toy car!"

"Well only because you made me trip on your tail!"

"No I didn't!"

"Did too!"

"Did no-"

"Whoa hey stop guys!" Molly said loudly. She exhaled calmly. "Now, it sounds like you both did something that hurt each others feelings. So Nolan, I want you to apologize to Anna for breaking her car and Anna, you apologize to Nolan for tripping him over your tail, even if it was an accident."

She put her hands on the childrens shoulders and faced then towards each other.

"Sorry." they said in unison.

Molly beamed. "Great job!" She patted their heads. "Now go get ready. We're practicing vocals in five."

As the children swam to the carpet with the other kids, the pink-haired guppy crossed her arms. Wow. It's so simple!

"Still fighting?" Deema asked Molly that night. She was on the phone with her that afternoon after work.

"Yeah," Molly sighed. "I-" She was cut off by Gil, who just walked through the door. He was wearing Molly's favourite shirt a blue plaid button-up. Molly left early that morning so she did not see him put it on.

She turned to her phone. "I'll call you back." Molly let her phone drop on the couch as Gil swam over and sat next to her. They were silent for a while.

Finally, Molly spoke up. "I like your shirt."

Gil's frown turned into a small grin. "I know. It's your favourite."

She chuckled under her breath and smoothed her nail with her finger. Gil then spoke again. "Listen I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to defend Nonny. Oona was badly hurt, and he deserved what happened at the fair in high school."

"I was wrong too," Molly said. "Nonny wanted that scholarship more than anything!"

"What?"

"A couple of kids were fighting at the studio today. They made me realize both Oona and Nonny did something that hurt each other feelings. It was so simple, I can't believe I didn't think of this before! We need to get them to apologize to each other. They may not end up in a relationship like Deema and I wanted, but at least we can try to make them friends again." She took Gil's hand. "So. Are you with me?"

Gil smiled. There's the Molly I know and love he thought. He placed his other hand on top of their already linked hands. "I'm with you."