A/N: This story is also T~M-ish. Heh, can't help it! Lately I've been writing a lot of T~M-ish stories.

Disclaimer: Again? I. Don't. Own. Magical. Melody... I can't even sing.

Competition

"Why are you so competitive?"

She ignored him and stuck her nose up high.

"Come on, Jammy pie," he purred.

"It's Jamie!" she barked.

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They always competed with each other everyday.

Be it about their harvest by the end of that day, friendship with other villagers, animals' affection, as long as that subject is competable, they will strive to be the winner at all cost.

"Think you can win tonight?" he asked suggestively, slowly unbuckling his belt.

She smirked, unwinding her scarf, "Bring it on."

They always competed with each other everyday.

Even on the bed.

End.