"We are for the valentine! We are for the valentine! We are for the valentine!...", the dark chocolates continued to repeat.

Mordecai was highly confused by what logic the statement had. CJ is my valentine, so why are the gifts refusing to serve their purpose?

"Yes, we get that!", CJ yelled, disgusted by the melted chocolate on her skin (or whatever it is, now that the thought can be taken into consideration). "That's why he got you! For me! Couldn't you be more specific?"

Mordecai just motioned towards CJ, to state his agreement.

"Who is the valentine!?", they hollered, angrily.

"CJ!", Mordecai briefly responded, becoming furious.

The chocolates all hypothetically jumped in the direction of CJ, knocking her from the counter she stood on beside Mordecai. In that same moment, an ear-piercing scream escaped her throat as she was thrown back. Luckily, Mordecai managed to catch Cloudy by her hand in the final remaining seconds. He pulled her towards him, and back onto the counter they were standing upon. Mordecai then had his arm around her, and if he did not know any better, he would have thought she was muddy, to be confused with chocolatey.

Once again, the chocolates asked, "Who is the valentine!?", intimidatingly, still having an obvious German accent in their simultaneous words.

"Ugh... CJ!", Mordecai said once again, with her in his arms. This time the chocolates ripped CJ from the arms of Mordecai, and attempted to drown her in themselves. She writhed in the mess, fighting to return to the counter.

"I DON'T THINK IT'S WORKING, MORDECAI!", CJ yelled at him, sarcastically. She managed to get a hand on the counter and Mordecai grabbed it to pull her back to what could no longer even be described as safety. CJ found her bearings, and looked Mordecai in the eyes. The others were not even paying attention, for they were too focused on their own fears of the foreign chocolates after seeing their ability, attacking CJ. CJ began to speak to him again, but this time in a more calm voice. "Look... Mordecai, I might be good for you and you might be good for me, but Margaret's your friend and whether or not she is mine doesn't even matter. She misses you now, and you, of all people, should know how that feels. We have a lot of time to decide on things, but (I can't believe I'm actually doing this...) today you should be Margaret's valentine. And that doesn't mean I like Margaret! I just... um... UGH! I'm a girl! I've got a feminine side that feels sympathy! Okay?"

"Heh, um... okay then.", Mordecai said, feeling slightly awkward. He knew that changing his answer would affect the commotion. Margaret was standing atop a table, beside Eileen and Rigby. He cleared his throat to ask. "Margaret, will you be my valentine, today?", he yelled across the shop. She looked at him, with her eyes showing nervousness.

"Uh... um... s-sure.", she replied, the answer coming out slightly like a question at the same time. Momentarily, the billions of chocolates disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was as if there was extreme, intense background music playing, and it just came to sudden stop. One piece of German chocolate remained, and fell from a height, straight to the floor. The four moved from where they stood, onto the floor. Margaret slowly walked towards the spot where the chocolate landed. She knelt down before it to pick it up. As she held the candy, Mordecai walked over to her, not knowing what to do with his hands. He had one behind his neck, with the other supposedly scratching the shoulder of his other arm.

"So I... uh... happy Valentine's Day, M-Mar-Margaret...?", he stuttered, with a feeling in him that had now become quite unfamiliar. She took the chocolate by her fingers and ate it.

"Wow! It's awesome! I've never... eaten something so... awesome! Hehheh."

"You're welcome."

"Happy Valentine's Day to you, too, Mordecai." She stood there, with thoughts flying through her mind. She wanted to kiss him for the gift; for everything. But, CJ was right across the shop, with Rigby and Eileen. Something inside her held back. It was not as if she had not done it before. Of course, then they did not know CJ was watching, and they had no intention of what they were doing. The whole time she just stared not exactly blank-faced, but expectant of something neither of them could be so sure of. Suddenly, CJ came over to them.

"Well, guys...", CJ began, "I really do hope you have a great day. And Mordecai,... make the best of this. She... um... needs it. Happy Valentine's Day. I'll see you tomorrow, Mordecai." She tipped her feet up and gave Mordecai a peck on the cheek, whilst her hand relaxed on his shoulder. Before she exited the coffee shop, she made one final statement. "And text me later, Mordecai, when you can. I've got some video games to catch up on.", she chuckled to herself as she stepped out.

Mordecai turned towards Margaret, feeling nervous and slight fear. She was staring at him feeling exactly the same. This moment went on and on for some thirty seconds. Rigby and Eileen sneaked out during that brief period of time. They had gone to an office in the back of the shop. The two remained still. Mordecai had begun to tremble. Margaret was a bit tense. They were trying to do something. It seemed as if they were in heavy fear of each other. It was the most silent moment Mordecai, and even Margaret, had ever endured in their entire lives. At least, it really felt like it. The moment was lasting for an eternity.

Mordecai took control of his mind. Do it, Mordecai! You've got this! MOVE! DO SOMETHING! It had taken a long time, but Mordecai finally burst out of his motionless state. Something inside of him finally snapped, he wrapped his arms around her, and their lips collided. He entered the kiss so suddenly and so fast, that she nearly stumbled, barely managing not falling over. Her arms embraced him as well. Time was going by so much faster than they were experiencing it. Did they care? No.

After some three minutes of peaceful satisfaction, Margaret eased away to just a few inches.

"I'm sor-", she started.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Margaret.", he said, then giving her a hug.

Rigby peeked out from the room he and Eileen were hanging around in. A warm smile rested upon his face and he sighed. I'm gonna miss the days when he 'Pulls A Mordecai'.

THE END

But to be continued...