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Blitzø decided it was time.
Time to what, you might wonder.
Well, it was, in his opinion, time to tell Stolas he loves him.
But how?
That was the thing that Blitzø pondered about for a week now.
He has gone through every rom com scenario with Moxxie – none of them would really work in their situation though…
And he, of course, talked everything through with Millie every day.
Today it was Sunday and, under the guise of having to check the many new client files, he met up, again, with M&M to talk everything through once more.
That was when Millie had the best idea EVER.
A letter!
How could he not have thought about it before?
But…
How was he going to WRITE a LETTER?!
He was dislicking after all – or whatever it was called.
Then, Moxxie had the best idea EVER EVER.
Blitzø could tell them what he wants to tell Stolas and they would write it down!
And so here we are, five hours later, the letter completed and ready to be given to its receiver.
Only one problem left…
“What if he hates it? What if he doesn’t love me anymore? What if he never loved me, just loved the idea of me? What if-“
“B! Stop it! Nothing bad is going to happen” Millie reassured her worrying boss.
“But what if-“
“What if what? Do ya really think Stolas would walk outta your life just ‘cause ya love him?”
“… No…”
“Exactly! Nothing to worry about, sir!” Moxxie joined the reassuring mission.
A few minutes later, after portalling M&M home, Blitzø opened a portal into his living room, feeling relieved at seeing Loona was in her room. Don’t get him wrong he loves her – more than anything – but if it came to the point where he cried, he wouldn’t want her to see that.
“Hello Blitzø” Stolas greeted him happily, a lot has changed these past few months, most happily, the owl’s depression lessened to only some hours of feeling empty in a week.
“Hiya pretty bird. I… I got something for ya” Blitzø said, still hiding the letter behind his back.
“Oh really? What is it?”
“A… A letter”
“A letter? Who would write me a letter?”
“M-me”
“Oh! Well, will you give it to me then?”
“Uh, yeah, sure. Here” the imp handed over the letter a bit reluctantly, not feeling so sure anymore – not even after the M&M’s peptalk.
Stolas read in silence, sometimes looking up at Blitzø, as if trying to figure out the meaning of the letter through mind reading.
That was until he got to THAT part.
The owl’s eyes widened to plates, his faceplate was coloured a deep red and his beak fell open to form a small ‘o’.
Blitzø stood there, looking at his hooves, wishing he could just disappear…
Until, that is, the owl – who was a very fast reader – sprung to his feet and lifted up the imp, into his arms and started kissing every little spot on his face.
“Oh Blitzø! I love you too. So, so much” he said.
“R-really?”
“Of course I do, my love”