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Knife was staring at Suitcase, his heart speeding up. He had the biggest crush on her ever, yet he was too shy to admit it.
He thought over it for a minute and decided to suck it up and tell her.
"Suitcase?" Knife said. Suitcase turned around. "Yeah?" Knife started blushing. "I-I-I have something to admit to you…"
"What is it?" Suitcase adorned a weak smile on her face. "I… I love you~!" Knife blurted out. Suitcase's smile faded. "Prove it." Knife's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed. "What?" Suitcase fully turned around. "PROVE IT." Knife nodded and walked away.
Knife went to Pickle for some advice. "If you wanna date her THAT bad, just ask her!" Pickle responded. Knife rolled his eyes, and said, "I already did, moron! I completely change when I'm around her…"
Pickle sighed. "Try giving her, like, three million roses." Knife looked up. "Good idea."
Knife, with a rose in his mouth, lay on the ground with a heart made of three million roses, waiting for Suitcase.
Once he heard the doorknob move, he sat up. Suitcase did a double take. "Kn-Knife!" She closed the door with one of her legs as she walked to him. "You… this…"
Knife said, "Eh?"
Suitcase said, "This isn't enough." Knife dejectedly sighs. He put a rose on top of Suitcase as he walked out of the door. Suitcase stored it in herself.
Pickle was laughing. "DUDE! That's SAD!" Knife was about to chomp him down. Pickle calmed down. "Try… giving her a performance."
Knife nodded, then walked to a soda machine,typing a combination in, to enter Test Tube's secret laboratory. Test Tube looked up. "Hi, Knife! What's the matter?" Knife said in a deadpan tone, "Give me the Mindmesser."
Test Tube confusingly hummed. "Why is that?" Knife whispered something in her ear, and Test Tube said, "Ohhhhh!" while nodding. She turned the Mindmesser on and escorted Knife inside of it.
He walked out in a happy mood. Thanking Test Tube, he went to the auditorium and called Suitcase. She showed up a few minutes later, confused.
She saw a meek Knife standing there as she sat down. "What's this all about?" Knife said, "You'll see."
He clicked play on his phone, and a classical song started blasting from the speaker connected to it. Knife started twirling and tiptoeing. This was nothing like him.
Suitcase's jaw dropped. He was doing ballet… the thing she loved the most. Not to mention, he was playing her favorite song too!
Knife continued dancing until the song ended. He opened his eyes and got blinded by the lights. When his eyes refocused, he saw a weeping Suitcase smiling. "I love you, Knife." Suitcase said.
Knife turned red as she carried Suitcase up to the stage and bent down. They both shared a sweet kiss and walked out to the grassy outside together. Pickle's jaw went lower than Suitcase's as he saw the two looking at each other while smirking.