There was Cream. A sweet girl, who would enjoy to be kind. A good girl. Someone who would not get angry with you for no silly little reason. Actually, thinking about it she never did seem to get angry. She was always bright and cheerful. A kind girl, and quite playful. You couldn't get on the wrong side of her. But, too goody-goody.

And, there was Cosmo. Yes. My first love. Lively, and cheerful. One I could so easily get along with. A centre of joy in my life. A brave soul, who is so generous. I just had one small problem with her: she was dead.

... AND THEN, THERE WAS MARINE

Irritating, a real pain, rebellious, unable to control, a pirate wannabe. Someone I would love to give a good thrashing when I felt like it. Someone I could easily get on the wrong side of, yet, fortunately for me, I have kept my cool. She never changed her personality, no matter how hard I tried to help... So, why do I love her? Wait. Rephrase that: Why do I still love her?

Trying to change a personality is extremely difficult, and almost the impossible. Yet, I thought I was capable of doing it. I defeated dark lords with Sonic, and menacing doctors. I could look after myself, and could build any technology I wished - at times. So, sure. I could change one's personality to a kind soul.

I had tried that with her. Back when I was fourteen or fifteen. It wasn't the first time I'd met her. I'd first met her when I was ten. Now fourteen, she had come to my dimension for the first time, and, of course, I could not control her. The problem I had with her, was that she was too adventurous, and I could lose her in an instant. Whilst I was trying to create a device to take her back to her own dimension for good, and watching her at the same time, it was impossible. And, I decided to come up with one solution: change her.

So. What do I do? I wasn't so sure myself, but I thought of something. However, I had a hunch it wouldn't work. Words seemed to be the only thing I could give you.

I was halfway done with the device, and decided to give it a rest. I turned to see you tediously drilling the air, with my electric drill. I made my way to you, and asked if you were hungry. In your strong Australian voice you said you were, and I led you to a favourite restaurant of mine. I had prayed to the heavens above that you would not cause chaos.

Once we were in the restaurant, I realised how screwed up I was. You had never been to a place like this before, and had quickly gone to investigate. After almost setting fire to the kitchen, we were both chucked out... almost literally. Before I had time to recover from such rudeness, you had already dispersed to some place else to cause chaos.

You were so annoying, that I almost hated you.

Finally, after stopping you from smashing a shop window with a brick and other similar tactics you were going to do, I decided to just get some fish and chips to take away.

Before I had time to speak, you had already eaten your food, and something had quickly caught your eye. You were gone in a flash. I felt the need to scream, and scream louder. You needed to be spoken to.

I took one last bite of my fish, and left my meal on a park bench, and went dashing after you. You soon stopped, and I caught up.

I told you that I wanted to speak, yet you said leave it till later. I couldn't. I had intended you to go home tomorrow - and, I was pleased you were - so, I needed to speak to you tonight.

I told you how irritating you were, gently, not harshly, as I knew you was quite sensitive.

It was like getting blood out of stone.

It was like I hadn't spoken.

You shrugged my speech off, and went on your way. I growled in sheer irritation, and went after you. I wasn't giving up yet. Now, you were a tomboy, and I thought you may look good in something more feminine. I took you into a clothes shop - after finally getting your attention - and you quickly backed away, as if the shop was the devil. However, I, somehow, forced you in.

You growled in embarrassment. I had told you to wear a short sleeved, light blue, fitted dress. It ended to your ankles, and I had also told you to wear black high heels, and you had almost gone berserk. I took a glance outside, and realised it was a little dark. When I turned around, you had already kicked off the high heels.

To my annoyance.

Fortunately, you had kept the dress on, which made me feel slightly better.

I had sat myself down on a hillish area, looking at the setting sun. You were nearby, leaning against a tree trunk, with your arms folded. I finally spoke and said if you thought the sunset looked nice. You nodded. I sighed, and started to explain to you what I wanted. I told you that you were uncontrollable, and very irritating. Once again, speaking gently, but this time I was more serious. I stood up, and said if you changed into a more feminine female, and was more understanding and kind. Not a rebellious person you were. To be a little bit more like Cream - although you did not know the rabbit, I used Cream as an example - but not too much like her. I also explained Cosmo's personality. I told you you needed to be more easy to control, and to think not just about yourself but others.

Yet, I hadn't realised my mouth had been moving too long.

You seemed to have got impatient, and wanted me to zip it, but did something surprising. You slammed your lips over mine, stopping me from speaking anymore. I was shocked. Why were you doing this? I thought a few possible reasons why. You could either be forcing me to be quiet, showing you actually did care for others, or this other feeling: love.

Involuntarily, I returned the affection. Then, wondered what I was doing. I almost hated you for who you were, yet I was showing you such affection. Did I really hate you?

Finally, we broke apart, and you smirked cheekily saying that was pretty fine. I had to agree with you, yet couldn't speak any longer. What was wrong with me?

I opened my eyes, and watched yours for a short while, until you looked at something else that had caught your attention. Before I could say anything, you had gone to check it out.

I sighed.

I couldn't change you. I loved you the way you were. I just hadn't seemed to realise that, until now.