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Sandrone is fighting demons.
Lesbian thoughts, to be exact.
And who is the one that our lovely Harbinger is head over heels for? Of course, it is none other than Columbina. Like, you read the tags... right?
Anyways, back to these dumbass lesbians. Sandrone known exactly when did she fall in love with the third harbinger - last month, when Columbina took care of her while she was sick.
She still remember *everything*, in more-than-needed details. The softness of the dove's hand, caressing her skin. The tea and food Columbina made, all just for her. The way Columbina watched over her even when she was sleeping, hand in hand.
But above all, it was how much Sandrone meant for Columbina. In that fateful week, the third harbinger *never* leave her. She always stayed with Sandrone, watching her eat, listening to her endless rants, even sleeping with her. It was then, when the Marionette ...love.
She loved everthing about Columbina. She loved Columbina's voice, every so soft and gentle, always there to comfort her with those lullabies. She loved the way Columbina hold her hands or hug her - tender, gentle, careful. She loved every moment they spent together. Sandrone's yearning was so desperate, so passionate, that she herself might be overwhelmed by it, which is why...
"Pulonia, is there any Harbingers nearby?"
"Only two sir, the Damselette and Childe."
Oh great, Sandrone thought. She doubted meeting her target of affection would help her get any calmer. And out of *anyone* of the Eleventh, the one who have to hear her venting out deepest feelings is Childe. Fucking Childe. Oh whatever, it is still better than struggling to contain her feelings like this.
"Fine. Pulonia, invite Childe here."
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As Childe approached the Marionette's quarter and sat down, he expected a lot of things. What he didn't expect though, was -
"Childe, I love Columbina."
"Oh."
"I want to confess to her."
"Oh."
"Give me some motivation."
"...How even?"
"Just say some words of encouragement you moron! Literally anything! And if you speak to anyone else about this I will - "
"What the fuck is even happening."
A long pause. Sandrone is trying to collect her emotions, while Childe is just trying to... Honestly, he didn't even know what to do, and rightfully so. Seeing Sandrone, *the* Sandrone, telling him that she loves the goddamn Third Harbinger, was simply, incomprehensible.
But alas, he locked in, and put his thoughts together:
"So... you want me to... tell you to confess to the Damselette?"
"...Yes."
"Never thought you would be the lovey-dovey type."
"What!?"
"You're literally blushing right now just thinking about her. Also, there's like, 5 Columbina plushi-"
"If you say *anything* I will kill you."
"Alright, I get it."
He breathed in, and gave the greatest speech known to man:
"I saw her kiss you on the forehead while you were sleeping."
"WHAT??"
"Look, I'm saying that she obviously loves you back, just hurry up."
"B-but when?"
"That week while you were sick."
"..."
"..."
"... Makes sense. You know any jewelry store around here?"
"Huh? There's one i gu-"
"Great. I'll need a ring when that time comes."
"Wait wha-"
"Pulonia, go to the Damselette's location."
As the two set foot again, Childe's mind is plagued with only one question: "what?"
Well, at least Sandrone did prepare some cookies. And coffee.
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As our puppet raced to Columbina, she was, once again, reminded of her own, overwhelming love. But now, it has turned into something different. Its a neverending, everlasting desire...
...to make Columbina hers, and hers only.
"Columbinaaa!"
"Ah yes, what is the matter Sandrone~?"
"I h-have something I want to say to you..."
"And that is?"
Sandrone adjusted her breathing. This is it. The hardest words to say. Her mind immediately triggered the fight-or-flight response.
She chose to fight.
"Columbina, I love you. I've always love you."
A long pause. And then...
"My dear Sandrone, you have no idea how long I waited for this."
"...what?"
"I saw you clinging to me every chance you get. I saw you staring at me with lovestruck eyes every day. Honestly, its adorably obvious~"
"Wait, I-"
"But you're in luck, darling. I also love you too."
"... So, y-you are my girlfriend now?"
"Of course."
Sandrone immediately went in for a hug. As the two melted in eachother's embrace, Sandrone whispered:
"You're always so warm..."
"So are you~"
"... I love you."
"I love you too~"