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bassies heels clicked against the stone path, making her very well heard to anything nearby. she never liked heels, she much preferred just wearing socks, but it was shown as "unproper" for the graceful easter main to be wearing anything other than elegant gowns and, unfortunately heels. her hands were rested over her puffy violet skirt and her gold jewelry clipped onto her basket handles tapped against her jaw as she strolled. she stood in front of the small glass greenhouse made specially for her.
the inside was overflowing with floral scents that some would say were overbearing, but bassie found comfort in the fragrance. large vines crawled the walls of the windows and bright colored petals dotted every bit of the room. she stepped inside, admiring in the beauty, even though she did that every day. one of the windows shined a golden beam into one of the flower patches. but there was something other than flowers there, there was another toon.
shelly was kneeling in front of the patch of golden light like an angelic ammonite. a frilled dress was pulled over her knees and a ribboned sun hat sat atop their head. her large dinosaur tail was pulled under them as her large, clawed hands were trying to reach over into the plants, trying to pick a bright red rose. the rose was shiny from the morning dew and almost unnaturally perfect. "Shelly?" bassie asked wile sauntering over to the spot they were sitting in. shelly quickly spun around with a worried, or embarrassed (?) look on their face.
"OH, hi bassieee.. I was just- I mean, err, I'm sorry!!" shelly looked.. scared? like i would get mad at her for trying to pick a flower from the greenhouse that was completely open to the other toons. " oh!," bassie responded to her worried expression, "you must be having a hard time picking the rose with your big paws. ill help!" she reaches over to a small pair of garden shears that were over by a bush and snips the stem of the rose. she lifts the flower from the soil and tries to hand it to shelly. shelly stands up so bassie can see her face. a blushing, flustered mess.
" the flower- it was for you bassie!" she yelps out. "I, I wanted to pick a flower for you that i thought would be romantic and tell you that I have a crush on you, but I'm sorry that I couldn't do that. but I guess I'm too far in, so ill just ask it now. bassie Bloomington, will you.. be my girlfriend? shellys big watery brown eyes looked into the baskets green, owlish eyes. bassie took a step forward and looked down at shelly. she bent over, one of her hands brushing against shellys freckled face, and kissed her. shellys lips were soft and tasted like licorice flavored ChapStick. their hands started to travel up bassies chest and behind her head, embracing her sweet kiss closer.
bassie slowly pulled away, blushing and smiling as shelly was quietly flustered ang giggling to herself. bassie held up the rose and placed it in shellys paws, closing their fingers over the rose stem. shellys tail was now aggressively wagging as bassie made her declaration. "shelly fossilian, I would be more than happy to be your girlfriend." bassie leaned back in for another kiss with her dear ammonite as the wind chimes rang and so did the bells in her heart.