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>You've felt like you've been patient long enough; it's not your fault that the girl you fell in love with was denser than iridium and was terrible on picking up on signs
>But in a way, her "aloof and cool beauty" persona was part of the reason you fell in love with her; realizing she was an utter dork would make the moon goddess herself tremble by how hard her gravity pulled you in
>The time for subtlety was over, but at the same time you couldn't help but worry that if your plan misfired, you'd lose the one thing you cared about most in the world
>Telling her point blank... probably not the best approach given how you'd seen how she looked away when it comes to things like watching sudden romance scenes in movies.
>So it came down to this...
>"1 vs. 1 me in Smash?"
>Somehow you rationalized you could get through to her by beating her at one of her favorite games. You also suggested a punishment game of "loser does anything the winner says" which she agreed to without thinking.
>"You know I'm pretty good at Kirby, right?"
>Of course you knew this, that's why...
>"O-Oh, you're playing as Kirby too? This should be good."
>Good would be an understatement. You had been practicing for this occasion for some time with the highest level CPUs, so you manage to win your first match pretty heartily.
>"Best of two, come on."
>That seemed to light a fire in her. You oblige her, and once again you beat her, this time letting her lost by a narrower margin. You can see her brows furrowing and her teeth gnashing a little it as your pink Kirby, not her blue Kirby, does the victory dance on the screen.
>"Okay, I'm warmed up, best of five now."
>This cycle continues for a while; you string her along and narrowly beat her for a few more matches until she drops her controller and gives out a defeated sigh.
>"Fine, you beat me, geez let's just get it over with."
>You make the flick gesture with your fingers and tell her to close her eyes. She scrunches up her face, preparing for pain that's not coming.
>It all comes down to this. Without hesitation, you move your head in, and just you're about to kiss her and finally get your feelings across, you notice a pair of brown eyes staring daggers at the two of you through the window.
>"Oh hi."
Curse that owl.
