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Dear Diary,

It's been four months since that day, when I was stabbed and healed by Flippy. At first, I was terrified of him, but after I properly met him, I began to grow more and more attached to him. He's so nice to me, always listening to everything I have to say to him. When I come during the day, he's usually there tending to his crops. I always bring him a pack of seeds when I can. And at night, he always lets me wear his jacket and lights a fire so I'll be warm. I swear, it's the coziest thing I've ever worn. And it smells just like him.

I swear, the more I think of him, the more I believe he's my dream come true. I hug him all the time, and whenever I do I get so warm and so happy. Even when I go to his house crying, a hug from Flippy makes me feel better almost instantly. He's always so warm, and I'm always so cold.

And all my sketches have been the same; some version of The White Demon with green hair. But every sketch is different in some way, his pose or his expression. My favorite one I drew a couple days ago; he had his arms around the waist of a red haired woman that looks just like me, and he was kissing her. And the woman looked so in love, like he was her soul mate.

We always have something to talk about. School, boys, music, art, all kinds of things. I've never shown him my sketches; I wanna keep it a secret for just a little longer. And musically, he's such a great violin player. He always plays his violin for me, and it usually makes me feel so wonderful, like he was giving me a private concert. I've heard him sing a view times too. He's got a good voice.

I don't care if he smells a bit and is a little dirty. He's the nicest, friendliest boy I know, and he seems like he cares about me. Shifty doesn't know about him, and he ain't gonna find out from me. I'm always gonna keep my promise to Flippy, and never say a word about him. I owe him that much.

Anyway, I'm going to go visit him today, since it's Sunday and Petunia is away on vacation. Lammy's gone too, I'm guessing on a trip too. I have to tell him how I feel, eventually. I need to tell Flippy how I feel. He needs to know that he has someone that cares about him. He needs someone to hold him to keep him warm, since its been really cold these past couple months.

Well, wish me luck. Oh, and by the way, I love my nickname so much I'm gonna make it my real name. Nobody's gonna call me Felicia from now on. I won't call myself Felicia, either. From now on, I'm Flaky. And I'm a changed woman.

Love, Flaky Carter.

Flaky looked out the window and saw the sun shine down on the city. She felt her heart sing more and more as she looked through her wardrobe, looking for something warm and fuzzy to warm her body. She settled on a brown sweater that she slipped over her head. She stuffed her arms through the sleeves and pulled it down over her the waist of her black dress pants.

She walked over to her mirror and patted down her hair, but being careful not to let the flakes leave her blood red locks. She made sure she was pretty enough to confront Flippy, whatever he was doing. She never used to care about her appearance, but after she met the strange man she has felt it necessary for Flippy to still think she is beautiful.

Flaky hummed silently as she happily walked out of her bedroom and down the stairs.

Her mother was too busy on her laptop to notice her walking down the hall towards the closet. Flaky picked out her dark pink sweatshirt and quickly threw it on her body.

Her mother finally noticed her skipping down the hall, and she got a confused look. She has been cheery and smiling for the past three months, no matter what happened during the day. She kept her happy smile.

She remembered the morning she showed her new emotions; it was so confusing.

She came running down the stairs with a dirty looking green jacket on her shoulders, smiling just as wide as she was now.

"Morning, Mom!"

Her mother looked up from her computer screen and noticed her happy looking daughter reach into the fridge for a bottle of soda.

"Soda!"

She sipped the sweet nectar from the bottle, still keeping her smile. Her mother scratched her head.

"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"

She closed her eyes and smiled more.

"Just happy! Happy as can be!"

Her mother then noticed her jacket.

"Where'd you get that ugly looking jacket? I don't remember buying that."

She rubbed her arms, feeling the warmth of her new favorite jacket on her body. But she made sure she would not reveal where she got it from, especially to her mother.

"It was a gift."

Her mother nodded.

"From Dylan? I told you he's a good man. Now will you have sex with him?"

But instead of her normal tantrum at the mention of Shifty, Flaky simply giggled, much to her mothers surprise.

"Oh, Mom. You're so cute sometimes!"

And she sang silently as she skipped out of the room and out of the front door, heading off to school. Her mother simply stared into space, mouth agape and her brows arched in confusion.

"What… The… Hell?"

Even now, she kept her confused look. Something was different about her, something she did not like. She was keeping a secret from her mother, who was not happy at all. She slowly watched as her daughter walked down the sidewalk, keeping her wide smile.

Flaky walked towards the edge of the city, eagerly awaiting to see her green haired friend. She was so looking forward to feeling his warm embrace and see his smiling face. But before she stepped foot into the woods, she shivered from the cold weather and remembered a sad truth about the man she was about to see; he did not have a blanket for his bed.

She finally had a way to show her appreciation to the man, and she turned around and ran down the hill, heading for the city.

"Did you find everything you came in for today?"

Flaky nodded and smiled.

"Sure did! I found the best blanket ever!"

She curled a white colored wool blanket on the counter of the store, in front of a black haired woman in a store uniform. Flaky knew just from the touch that it was warm and cozy, and Flippy would love it.

"I'm glad you did. Now then, would you like this giftwrapped?"

Flaky nodded quickly.

"Yes, please! In red paper please!"

"Of course!"

Flaky shook her hands in excitement as the woman placed the blanket on a flattened out piece of wrapping paper. She was so excited to deliver the present to Flippy.

What she did not know was that she was being spied on.

"Hey… That's Shifty's girl… Man, she's ugly, but she's his bitch…"

A dark green haired man, wearing a leather jacket much like Shifty, was keeping an eye on her from afar. He looked nearly exactly like Shifty, right down to his skin and perverted smile.

"$14.95, please."

Flaky hands her a twenty dollar bill.

"There you go. And please, keep the change!"

The woman happily smiles and hands her a red paper wrapped blanket.

"Oh, thank you! That's so nice of you! Bye now!"

And she happily walked out of the store, carrying her present under her arm. She walked away from the store and began to head back to the outskirts.

Following her out of the store, the man who looked like Shifty stepped out the door and took out his black cell phone and dialed a number, the pressed it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Bro? It's Lifty."

"What's up?"

"Shifty, I just saw your girl. She's been acting really freaking crazy for a while, has she?"

"You're telling me. She don't even fight me anymore. She just takes what I do to her."

Lifty smiled.

"She might be warming up to you, finally."

Shifty was at his gangs headquarters, a grungy looking warehouse, filled with cigarette smoke and littered with broken beer bottles. He had his legs propped up on a table as he had his own phone pressed against his ear while his free hand was holding a lit cigarette.

Shifty smiled widely.

"About time she lets me in her pants. Don't bother her."

Lifty raised his brow.

"Bro… She used to be all sad and whiny around you, but all of a sudden she ain't. You think… She might be seeing another guy?"

Shifty dropped his smile.

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, don't get me wrong, she's a dead girl if she is, but… Ever notice that ever since that day she headbutted you, she's been acting different? I mean, different than what she was acting like before?"

"Yeah. So what?"

"I'm just saying… Maybe there's another guy? I ain't saying there is… Just… Maybe… Want me to find out if she is cheating?"

Shifty chuckled.

"Ah, who would she cheat with? Only reason I'm dating her is 'cause my dad's her bitch mama's boss. Her face is ugly anyway."

He suddenly changed his tone.

"Don't you go assuming shit like that again, or I'll have your head on a pike. Got that? Back to the house. Now."

Lifty rolled his eyes and pressed the button to turn off his phone. He walked around into a dark alley, and the people on the street heard the thunder of a motorbike as a bright headlight pierced the darkness of the alley.

Lifty rolled out of the alley and quickly speeded down the road, letting the people see the insignia on the back of his jacket, of an evil looking racoon with a knife in its jaws, as well as a bag of money in its paws. And under it the symbol was his name printed in dark green.

Over the symbol was the name of the gang, the most feared teen gang of vandals in the city.

The Shifty Jackals

Flaky walked soundly through the woods, remembering every step and every direction she takes every time she visits Flippy. She held the wrapped blanket under her arm as she approached the wood cabin.

She happily called out.

"Hello? Flippy?"

She heard no response.

"Flippy? It's me, Flaky!"

Still no response.

"Huh… Wonder where he is…"

"FLAKY! HEY!"

She jumped at the sound of her name from off in the distance. She could have sworn she heard his voice from behind her, or around the trees.

"Flippy?"

"I'M OVER HERE!"

She picked up her present and began walking around the trees, looking everywhere for him.

"I gotta be hearing things…"

She heard his voice from above.

"No, you're not! I'm up here!"

She stepped back and looked up at the top of a lone tree with dangling red apples hanging from its branches, and sure enough, there he was; Flippy was at the very top, waving down at here and smiling just as wide as she was.

"Hi Flaky!"

"Hi! What are you doing up there?"

"Just picking some apples. Hang on. I'm coming down."

She watched as he attempted to climb down, carrying a basket made of tree fiber, and it was full to the brim with delicious looking apples. She admired him for his agility and his knowledge of living off the land, a trait she was sure no one else his age could have, what with their technological crutches.

But she watched in horror as the branch under him suddenly snapped, and he fell cleanly to the ground, landing right on his back. The basket landed odd ways, and the apples went flying all over the ground. Flaky yelped in horror and went over to him, who was groaning from the pain.

"Flippy! Are you alright?"

He painfully sat up.

"Ugh… Yeah. Much better now that you're here."

She patted his shoulder.

"You sure? That was a pretty nasty fall…"

He smiled and shook his head.

"Yeah. I've felt worse than that."

He kept his smile as he got back to his feet. Flaky got up as well.

"Let me help you with these apples."

"Oh, thank you."

He picked up his basket and they both crawled along the dirty ground, picking up the sweet red balls scattered across the floor. Flippy appreciated her help, like he appreciated her company. He was always the happiest of the two of them whenever they were together, though she never knew he cared for her just like she does for him.

It was her that gave him a new look on life. It was her that provided the love and comfort from another human being that he desired for so long. It was her that made him understand that there is such a thing as beauty in his perceived ugly world.

She was truly naive to not understand his emotions whenever the two were close. When they shared friendly hugs, he felt all his sins from his evil sides activities be washed.

He would usually shake and blush when she came over with a smile on her face; it was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. Her hazel eyes, he could drown in their beauty if he was not careful. He did not even care if he was ever cut or injured; that gave him the opportunity to see his favorite color, the color of her hair.

But unfortunately, whenever he saw the exact same color, it also meant his monster state would arise. But somehow, even that would not dampen his spirit. It would give him all the better chance to faint at just the thought of her. Fliqpy has not emerged since the day he stabbed her, which gave him relief. She was too important to him to ever come in contact with that beast ever again.

He could no longer deny it; he was in love with the beautiful red haired angel.

He glanced over to her as she carried an armful of apples over to him.

"So. How's it going?"

She smiled.

"Pretty good."

"Good to know. Shifty still being an ass?"

She nodded.

"Yeah… But I really don't care anymore. He means nothing to me anyway."

Flippy smiled.

"Good. You're too good for a creep like him."

She gasped a bit, then smiled and handed him the apples. He placed them carefully in his basket, occasionally touching her soft skin. He always knew how to compliment her, like he was known to do whenever they met. She felt so beautiful around him, like he intended her to feel.

She blushed a bit after she handed him the last of the apples.

"Thanks for your help, Flaky."

She nodded.

"Sure."

He then looked over her shoulder and noticed the strangely shaped gift.

"What's that?"

She looked at her gift and remembered what she came here for.

"Oh yeah!"

She walked over to it and picked it up.

"Hope you don't mind… But…"

She presented it to him with an embarrassed expression.

"It's… For you…"

He gave her a very confused look, as she just kept her blushing smile. He slowly took the gift from her arms and held it close. It was something soft, he could tell.

He raised his eyebrow.

"What's this for?"

She tilted her head both ways, feeling flattered for what he has done for her.

"Just… To say thanks… For everything you've done for me…"

"What do you mean?"

"Well… It's just you've been so nice to me for awhile, ever since I met you. And well… With my life as it is, I've been just praying for a boy who won't treat me like a dog. And well…"

She smiled.

"You're that boy, Flippy. I just think, for how nice you've been to me, I haven't done the same for you."

Flippy smiled as well.

"Are you kidding? With how many seed packets you bring me, I eat every day like I never used to."

She bowed her head and held her arm.

"Well… Still… You're the nicest boy I've ever met. And well… To be very honest…"

She smiled at him widely.

"I think you're a sweetheart."

He began to sweat as he began to blush as well. He had never been called 'sweet' before, especially from a girl like her. It truly shows he has been a gentleman to her, like he wanted her to view him as.

"Uh… Well…"

He cleared his clogged throat, making her giggle a bit.

"Thank you…"

She nodded.

"Anyway, go on. Open your present."

He sat down, along with her. He tore the paper and saw the blanket it was holding.

"You… Bought me a blanket?"

She nodded.

"Yeah. I saw you didn't have one, and I take that it's pretty cold at night. So, I bought it for you, to say thanks for everything you've done for me."

He was at a loss for words; normally, he shivered at night from the cold, having only his jacket to keep himself warm. He felt so happy to know that he has a blanket to keep away the cold air.

"Flaky… This is really nice of you… You didn't have to do this…"

She bowed her head.

"Don't worry about it. It's a thank you gift."

She stood back up, and he stayed on the floor.

"Thank you… So much, Flaky…"

She smiled.

"Sure. Anyway…"

She could not hold her feelings back any longer. She was so embarrassed, though, even though she was just asking a simple question. She never felt the way she is for Flippy before; somehow, she needed just one magical night with him. Alone. With no worries about her mother, or the 'dickhead.'

"Flippy… I, uh… I was wondering…"

He noticed that she was shaking vigorously, and her face was as red as her hair.

"I was… Wondering… If you… Wanted to… Go on a date… You know… With me?"

"A date? With you? But… Don't you have a-"

She practically screamed.

"Flippy, I hate him! You know he treats me so badly! I'd love to go on a date with you… Please?"

He twiddled his thumbs under his new blanket.

"Well… Um… I… I guess so. For you."

She smiled.

"Really?!"

He nodded and quickly got to his feet.

"Yeah. Of course. I still can't go in the city, but there's one special place we can go to out here. I've been waiting to take you there one night anyway. Maybe you can meet me back here later tonight?"

She began hopping softly, nearly bursting in excitement.

"Oh, Flippy! You'd really go on a date with me?!"

He nodded.

"Of course, I would."

"Oh, thank you! Yeah, sure I'll meet you here tonight! I gotta get home and find something nice to wear! What time should I get here?"

Flippy thought a minute.

"You think you could come here when the moon is up? I think it's gonna be full, and it'll probably make the experience a whole lot better."

Flaky nodded.

"Ok. I'll do that. Well, I gotta go and make myself ready. It's gonna take awhile."

She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. He returned the hug with one of his own.

She broke the hug and looked deep into his eyes.

"I can't wait for tonight! I'm looking forward to it."

"Yeah. Me too."

"Well, bye!"

He waved as she ran off, keeping her excited face as she walked through the woods, only thinking about the night ahead of her. She could only imagine the kind of night she was looking forward to, and what he had planned for them.

"Flippy Flippy Flippy! I can't believe I'm going out with Flippy! Oh, I'm so excited! I wonder if I got a dress to wear… How should I wear my hair? Man… I can't remember the last time I wanted to look so beautiful."

She quickly bolted out the woods and ran down the hill, heading for the city. She was so happy that she ran unknowingly down the street, not paying attention the buildings around her. She had no idea that she was walking right past a worn out warehouse, which Shifty was standing in front of smoking another cigarette.

But that did not stop her constant talking out to herself. If only she did not speak out loud.

"I wonder where that special place he mentioned is… I hope it's romantic… Like him…"

Someone in particular heard that.

"LIKE WHO?!"

She instantly froze in her tracks.

"Uh oh…"

Shifty angrily stomped over to the redhead and grabbed the neck of her sweatshirt. She could just feel the anger emitting from his eyes and face.

"So… You are cheating on me. With who?"

Flaky shuddered in fear.

"N-n-nobody…"

"Lying whore! Tell me! Now!"

She shuddered a bit more, and was about to reveal her secret to the angry biker. But somehow, the young lady suddenly gained a burst of confidence and bravery from just the thought of her dear friend.

She arched her brows.

"No. I won't tell you. You can't make me!"

Shifty pulled her closer to his face.

"What'd you say?!"

Using all her strength, she wriggled out of his grip and, with all the strength in her will and her arm, she balled her fingers into a fist and gave the sadistic pervert a good punch in the nose. He reeled back and held his bleeding nostrils, while keeping a shocked look on his face.

"Did… You just hit me?"

She smiled with confidence.

"Yeah… I guess I did. Now leave me alone, or I'll do it again!"

And she stomped away from him, as he angrily gritted his teeth.

"Dammit! Well, I'll found out one way or another. Whoever the son of a bitch is, he's a dead man!"

He walked back into his house and slammed the door, feeling down but not defeated.

Flaky walked into her room and instantly walked to her wardrobe. She carefully looked around her clothes and finally settled on the perfect outfit for the night. She locked her bedroom door and shut her window blinds, letting nobody get a glance of her as she gets ready. She wants to surprise not just Flippy, but the entire world.

In fact, she did not come out for the rest of the night. Her mother did not even notice that she was home and went to bed early to get up in the morning for work.

That night, right when she glanced outside to see the full moon in the starry sky, she carefully tiptoed out of her door and slowly creeped down the stairs. She turned the knob of the front door and walked out, making sure to stay quiet to not attract attention.

And popping out of the bush in front of her house was Shifty, who was waiting for the right moment to act. He figured something in her room would give away the identity of the man she is cheating with. When she was out of sight, he climbed up the side of her house to her bedroom window. He brought out a small tool and used it to pry the window open.

He slowly crawled through the window into her room. He has not been in her room for a while, which reminded him that he has not tried to seduce her for some time. But that was not important, as he scoured through her belongings for a clue.

"Damn… There's gotta be something…"

He finally noticed something odd on her desk. She had left her sketchpad open, and on the a drawing of The White Demons face, with the name "Flippy" signed on the bottom of the page. He stared at the drawing, and noticed something familiar. Those yellow eyes. Those big sharp teeth. He remembered seeing a news report from a nearby city describing those same features.

"Hang on… I know that face…"

He put his finger on his chin.

"That's… Daggermouth… Felicia knows Daggermouth?"

He then understood the truth.

"She's seeing Daggermouth. Heh heh. Well… She's gonna make me rich!"

He climbed out of her room and carefully shut the window. He fell from the building and on his feet, not losing his scheming face.

He then heard a buzzing noise coming from his pocket. He pulled out his phone and pressed the button.

"Lifty. What's up?"

Lifty was riding by the outskirts of the woods when he noticed a particular redhead walking into the woods.

"Bro, I see your girl. She just walked into the woods."

Shifty smiled.

"Follow her. Find out where she's going. I got a hunch she knows where Daggermouth is."

Lifty raised his eyebrows.

"Daggermouth? The serial killer?"

"Yeah! The guy with the huge bounty on his head. You got your pistol, right?"

He patted his pants pocket, feeling the gun.

"Always."

"Good. If you find him, use it."

"Gotcha."

He smiled evilly as he got off his bike and slowly walked into the woods, following the girl, who was still so excited that she was going to spend time with her dream man.

Flippy was sitting on top of his cabin, staring at the big white moon. He had no other clothes to wear, so he was wearing his normal clothes, his green jacket, dirty black shirt and ripped grey shorts.

"Man… The moon sure is beautiful tonight. I hope it stays up for awhile, so I can see Flaky all night. Man, I wonder how she will look. I'm sure she'll be pretty… I swear, nothing she does would make her look less than beautiful… She's so amazing…"

All of a sudden, he dropped his smile when he heard a familiar voice.

"Well well. Somebody in love?"

Flippy got angry at the voice in his head.

"Fliqpy… Shut up."

"You like that Flaky girl… Don't you?"

"So what if I do? You gonna kill me?"

"Don't be a dumbass. But she might."

"What are you talking about?"

"You really think she'll keep her mouth shut about us? You know damn good and well that our head is worth millions…"

"Of course I trust her. She's a good girl. She's so nice to me. I know I can trust her. You should to."

"Yeah right. I don't trust anybody. Especially a hussy like her."

Flippy gritted his teeth.

"Fliqpy, I'm telling you now. Never call her that again and stay away from her. You're never gonna hurt her again. Got it?"

"You can't stop me, Flippy. I'm you. And you're me. You can't keep me from doing what I want, and you know it."

Flippy lost his anger and stared right at the moon.

"One day. One day, I'll get you out of my head. And my nightmare will be over. Now shut up. I got to pray to my family."

"This bull crap again? Give me a break…"

Flippy got to his knees, then clasped his hands together and thought of his dear family, who he could only hope was watching him now.

"Everyone… I pray you'll watch over us tonight. And please… Bless that wonderful girl. Don't worry about me. I don't deserve your blessing. But I'm happy now, since I met her. Oh, and one more thing. I love you all. My dear sister, my strong brother, my loving mother… And yeah, even my dumb ass father. I love you. Please watch over us. She may be one of you."

And almost on cue, he heard a sweet voice.

"Flippy? I'm here."

He smiled and climbed down from off of his roof, feeling a warm embrace from the shining stars and sky, signaling that his prayers were answered. He walked around his cabin to where he heard the voice of his date.

"Hi, Flaky. You look…"

But then he stopped in his tracks, frozen from the beautiful sight in front of him. Standing before him, smiling and carrying a blushing face, was a red haired angel. Her eyes were sparkling and a beautiful black dress covered her body. A grey scarf was wrapped around her neck as well. And her hair was completely covered in white flakes.

Flippy stood still, blown away by the beautiful woman.

"Well, Flippy. How do I look?"

She heard no response from him.

"Flippy?"

He finally held his head in embarrassment.

"Oh… Man… I'm sorry, Flaky."

"For what?"

"I'm sorry I look like a slob when you look so beautiful. I've never seen you so pretty before."

She felt a bit sorry for him, but was flattered to hear his kind words.

"You… You really think so?"

"Of course. I'm… So sorry for looking so horrible. But I swear it's all I have."

She walked up to him close to him and he noticed her sweet smelling perfume, making her smell just as beautiful as she looked.

"Flippy, I think you look fine. I really don't mind what you wear, especially since it's all you have. But… I'm glad you like my outfit. I can't remember the last time I wanted to dress up like this."

He smiled in relief.

"Oh… You should do it more often."

"Thank you. Anyway, what'd you have in mind for tonight?"

"Well, like I said, I know a special place I've been preparing for a night like this. But first of all… I got you a present.."

She gasped.

"A present? From out here? How?"

He reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a dark yellow colored flower, looking beautiful in full bloom. He noticed its colored matched her hair.

"I picked you this flower, Flaky. I found it out in the woods and I thought about you."

She held her heart and smiled.

"Aww… It's beautiful. Thank you."

He raised it to her face.

"It'll match. Here, can I put it in your hair?"

She moved her head to the side.

"Ok. Go ahead."

He smiled and carefully slid the stem of the flower through her locks, making sure it was snug and looked pretty in her hair. She smiled as he stepped back and noticed how striking it was, and how beautiful it made her look.

"There. Now you look perfect."

She blushed a bit more.

"Thank you… I didn't know flowers grew out here."

He bowed his head.

"I've been saving some flower seeds for a long time. Just you wait and see what I did with them. Anyway, you ready?"

She quickly nodded.

"Yup! Let's go."

And Flippy led the young woman deeper into the woods, her eagerly awaiting to see what he had in mind, and what he meant when he mention flowers. She was so excited that she reached over and clasped his hand, much to his delight and surprise. They shared a glance, then a quick smile as they continued to walk.

And following them from afar was a scheming young man, who made sure to keep his distance from the two. He instantly remembered reports of a green haired man from other cities, and he got so excited.

"That… That is Daggermouth!"

He smiled.

"Rich rich rich!"

He quickly followed them, keeping silent.

And through the dark of the night, Flippy and Flaky walked through the woods, and Flaky felt colder and colder. There must be a body of water around.

She heard his voice.

"Flaky… Could you… Close your eyes please?"

Flaky looked at him.

"I… Guess so. Why?"

"It's a surprise. Don't worry, just follow my voice."

She smiled and shut her eyes. He kept talking so she could follow him, and all she could think about was what he was leading her into. It must have been something related to flowers, or maybe something completely different.

Or perhaps all this time he has been playing her, and his evil side was going to kill her silently and hide her body. She shuddered a bit at that thought.

But she erased those bad thoughts. Of course she trusted him. He would never do something like that.

"That's it… Keep following my voice…"

He finally stopped her.

"Ok. You can open your eyes now."

And she raised her eyelids, and was instantly blown away by the beautiful sight. Before her was a clean pond, shining with a beautiful reflection of the full moon. And surrounding the pond was hundreds, literally thousands of long stem red roses.

She was amazed at the sight, and she looked at him, who stood tall and presented it to her.

"It's for you."