Hi, everyone! Sorry it took so long, but here's the second chapter. Hope you enjoy!

"How's it going, bros? My name is Pewdiepie." Felix had just started his vlog, and Marzia had just finished uploading hers, and was fast asleep. "So I'm in Canada right now, and it's cold as fuck. I'm at the hotel with Marzia, and she's sleeping… It's pretty awesome here. Check out the water beds and couch, bros!" He did a little dance.

He carried on like that, cussing and cracking hilarious jokes for half an hour. He gave a brofist at the end, as usual. Marzia awoke. "Hi, sleepyhead. You hungry?" She nodded. "Then let's go out and get some lunch! Or dinner, I'm not sure." They threw on their coats and mittens. "Isn't it summer?" Marzia looked out the window.

"It is. It's almost always chilly in Canada, you know."

"But… It's snowing." Felix looked slightly puzzled, then joined her at the window. "Hmm… Maybe it's a little something to announce our arrival." he grinned. She rolled her eyes. "Let's go!"

They searched for the perfect restaurant, but it wasn't an easy task. They found all sorts of places; from five-star restaurants to hidden, dark, smelly bars. "Felix, let's just go with the next restaurant we see. I'm hungry." He nodded at her. "Hey!" he exclaimed, pointing at something in a nearby alley.

As they crept closer, they realized that it was a small cafe. "Are you sure? It looks a bit scary to me." The cafe looked old, and its door was open in a crack. "It's okay, it's probably some sort of setting." They entered. The inside of the cafe was warm and cozy, and it had barrels all around. "Barrels.." Felix muttered under his breath.

"Hello there! Please sit down here. What would you like to order?" A waitress with a friendly smile asked them, clicking her pen. Marzia opened up the menu book, and the waitress eyed her carefully as she did so. "Oh my goodness!"

"Wh-what is it? Is something wrong?" Marzia stuttered nervously. The waitress grinned at her. "Marzia, is that you? It's me, Daizo!" Poor Marzia could only look up at her with a confused expression. "I got a part-time job here."

"Oh! Why'd you choose this cafe?" Daizo smiled and said, "Well, my aunt owns this cafe, so yeah." She smiled at Felix. "Hi. Anyway, what would you like to order?"

Felix pulled his chair closer to his girlfriend and peered at the menu. "I'd like the cafe-ow-late…? How do you pronounce this shit?"

"I think you mean the café au lait."

"And I'll have the skinny latte. We'll order our food later. Thanks, Daizo!" Daizo winked at her. "No prob!"

Their drinks came faster than they had expected. Marzia admired the latte art, and Felix absolutely adored the taste of his drink. They ate their steaks and pancakes hungrily, and saved the oozing yolk for last. Finally, they had warm pancakes with sweet maple syrup and butter. Just then, a song started to play.

"Your favorite waltz, Marzia…" It was Daizo. The couple blushed, then Felix rose from his chair and leaned in to her ear. "Marzia, shall we dance?" She gave him an angelic smile. "Yes." She removed her coat, revealing a gorgeous gown. "When and how did you change?"

"It's part of being a lady." Felix placed his hand on her slim waist and intertwined his other hand with hers.

"Let's dance, then." They twirled around like a pair of butterflies, and the sweet, sad music filled the air. The wonderful scent of the fragrant roses by the windows hung in the air. Marzia rested her head on his shoulder.

"Felix…"

"Marzia…"

They exited the cafe, still dancing. Daizo silently followed them, her eyes welling up with tears for her friends.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Marzia." They stood together under the dark sky which were decorated with sparkling stars. A crescent moon hung elegantly in the sky. Felix stroked her silky hair and they smiled at each other. Slowly, their lips touched and molded against each other perfectly. They started to waltz around a fountain.

Daizo snapped a photo of them. It came out perfectly, and showed a silhouette of the kissing couple.

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OrangePassion456xxx.