Some people don't like Taylia.

I think Taylor/Amy is my favorite pairing.

But I don't like to disappoint so have another Omake.

o0OXWX…..Bonus Interlude: Omake 2, Possible Futures…..XWXO0o

I twiddle my thumbs nervously. looking in the mirror I'm not completely satisfied with how the dress turned out. Its long, flowing all the way to the floor. It's a little too clingy, showing off how non existent my figure is. I don't like how low the neck line is. I don't think i have the bust to pull it off.

"You know, you look amazing? Right?"

"thanks, but no I don't." I reply.

"You know I wouldn't lie to you."

"I just don't know. I don't think I can pull it off. I mean what if he doesn't like it. what if it's too revealing. Or not revealing enough. Or what if he doesn't like black or.."

"Stop! Slow down. Im sure it will be fine. You're just panicing yourself again" She grabs my shoulders and turns me to look in my eyes. "Remember what happened last time you panicked?"

Sighing I look down and to the left. My false right eye makes a mechanical whir. "I brought Ford through." I mumble.

"You brought me through." Ford thinks at me. "At least It made an interesting entry in The Guide. Speaking of which, have you tried asking it for help?"

"Thank you Ford. Not Helping." My current projection supplies.

"TAYLOR! YOUR DATES HERE!" My dad yells from downstairs.

"O my god. I'm so not ready. What if it goes wrong? what do I do? whatamIgoingtodo?" I franticly pace my room trying not to trip in the heeled cybernetics I'm wearing.

*SMACK*

"Taylor! Calm! Down!"

I take a deep breath. "Thanks Peach. I.. I needed that." I say, rubbing the red hand-print that was slowly fading from my cheek.

Heading out my door, I stumble to a stop at the top of the stairs. Embarrassment plain on my face

He's wearing a white suit with a matte black tie. Pinned to the tie is a small silver tie clip with a single clock on it. The face was cracked and all the hands rested at the bottom. He looked up the staircase at me, blushing brightly, mouth slightly agape.

He sweeps a hand through his bright red hair. "Your absolutely beautiful."

I flush a little. "Thanks Dennis. Hearing that from you means a lot."