The next day, Victoria Best made sure to look her best (obviously) before making her way to Tobey's house. She wasn't sure what to expect from him; with her luck, he wouldn't even let her in the house. It was so stupid of her to kiss him so unexpectedly; she wouldn't blame him if he never wanted to see her again. Still, she hoped he would give her a second chance at being partners, and this time she wouldn't screw up.

She hoped.

She rang the bell tentatively, afraid of rejection. The door opened slowly to reveal Tobey, covered in grease stains.

"Ah, Victoria," he said brightly. "I hope you don't mind, but I started building the robot. Now that you're here, you can help me with some of the details in your plans."

Victoria followed him to the backyard, almost in a daze. Had she just dreamt the kiss? It had seemed so real, but why didn't Tobey say anything about it?

"Oh, uh, Victoria," Tobey said once they stopped. "About yesterday…"

Here it comes, Victoria thought glumly. The rejection.

"I really didn't mind it when you…" He blushed, his cheeks turning bright pink. "When you kissed me. It was unexpected, of course, but not unpleasant. And ever since, I haven't been able to get you off my mind." He looked down at his feet, unable to look her in the eyes.

It was Victoria's turn to blush. "Really?" she asked incredulously.

Tobey nodded. "I'm really glad we're going to be working on this robot together because I really want to get to know you. Who knows? Maybe this could be the start of a beautiful relationship."

This was music to Victoria's ears. "Oh, Tobey," she gushed, wrapping her arms around him.

Tobey was a little started, but he found his arms lifting from his sides and settling on Victoria's body in a gentle embrace. Ordinarily, he cringed whenever he had to engage in some sort of affectionate bond, but this hug was different.

I'm in love, he thought, the emotion coursing through his veins like a drug. I'm in love with Victoria Best.

He lifted his head and met Victoria's eyes. "I love you," he whispered.

This time it was he who leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.

When they broke apart, Victoria glanced down at her clothes, now covered in grease, but she didn't care. She couldn't care. Tobey loved her.

"You know what, Tobey?" she said, smiling. "You're right. This is the start of a beautiful relationship."