This is the Best Title EVAR

"No! You may not!" Trina scolded, fully aware that it was a bit late for that. Sticking her nose in the air, she looked utterly disgusted at Happy's unwanted advances. Pulling away, she said, "Sweetheart . . I'm not your girlfriend." She said, patting his shoulder. She knew her muffins were good, but not this good.

Avery was too busy rubbing the muffin against her cheek to notice what was going on behind her. She let out small whimpers.

Michaelangelo tapped Avery on the shoulder, having witnessed the whole ordeal.
"What did you do to him?"
He asked, his blue eyes wide and horrifyed.

Happy gave another laugh, almost staggering over. "Are you insisting we get married? Y'know, we're too young for that, babe!"

Happy's gaze suddenly snapped to Michaelangelo. "Ey! What're you doing?" he hissed, snatching Trina's hand back sharply. "You are. TOO CLOSE. Her beauty is too good for undeserving eyes!" he spat to him.

My God this boy was shorter than all of them. v_v (And I just realized that xD)

Avery blinked. "Who?" she asked, and after a few seconds, went: "Ooooh! Muffin thief. I made him hopelessly in love with Muffin Baker."

Happy turned and took the muffin from her hands and held it up to Trina, grinning.

ooc: small post to irritate all! :D

No, she was not insisting anything of the sort. But Trina was too flattered by the comment that soon followed to say anything in retort. When the creepy guy commented on her beauty, she blushed and put her hand to her mouth, obviously enjoying the praise. She took the muffin in her hand, and took a bite. "Do go on," Trina said, giggling like a schoolgirl. Where was her poise?

Yeah, her muffins were that good.

He scratched his chin, nodding approval. "What a remarkable gift. Do tell me what your name is?" Michaelangelo asked, strecthing his arms about his head, then letting them fall to his sides.

Avery sank to her knees. "No...." she whispered, staring at the ground. Finally, she threw her arms up to the sky, shooting her head up. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she cried.

Happy leaned on her, swinging their hands back and forth.

"Where can I start?" he purred, taking his angered gaze off of Michaelangelo. "Mmmm... Your eyes. Your face. Your smile. I've never seen a more beautiful goddess," he sang sweetly, staring into her eyes.

Inside, Happy was raging like a wildfire. NO!! WHY AM I SAYING ALL OF THIS!?!? He was in a battle against himself and... and... this... imposter him! I APOLOGIZE TO THE WOOORRRLLLDDDDDDD!!

....

But she really is pretty >u>

Michaelangelo frowned, and starred at Trina. "That was the Arrow Girl's muffin, Miss." He said sharply, ignoring Happy swinging on her, cooing to her about her beauty.

Happy's hand came in contact with Michaelangelo's face. "Not anymore, it isn't!" he snapped. "She's the one who made them, you should know!" Happy marched right up to him, his head only up to about Michael's chest. Despite this, he sized him up, scowling.

Trina smiled dreamily, obviously enjoying the being fawned upon. She looked up at Michelangelo, confused. "What do you mean, arrow girl?" She asked, throwing the rest of the muffin at Happy's feet. He didn't actually think these things, did he? Trina sighed. She knew it was too good to be true . . good in a creepy kind of way. At least she made good muffins.

A sharp sting registered on the boy's face, and he rubbed at it angrily. Michaelangelo pushed Happy away from him roughly, his hand against his forehead. "I mean the girl, that you came to welcome. She shot an arrow at this boy, and it went through his neck, then he started saying all those things to you, and then he took the girl who shot the arrow's muffin. And she got really upset." He explained in a big puff of breath.

The emotion of anger was overpowered by love once more. "Nothing, love! Just make sure, when the most dreadful moment comes when we depart, when we see each other once more, you bring your delicious muffins and your gorgeous face with you," he said, his eyes forming into anime hearts.

He bent down and took her muffin, biting into it. "Mmmmm...indirect kiss, ftw .u."

Avery was against the tree, depressed at the loss of her muffin. This place didn't have such nice people. She didn't care if the baker girl was an alien.

This was outrageous. "Do you happen to have anymore muffins?" He asked Trina softly, with a sigh.

Trina smiled. "I could make some! I also do cakes, pies, baguettes, breads, and a variety of other baked goods. Not to mention the soups and soooo many other things I can make . . I'm quite the chef, mind you, hehe . . ." She babbled, thinking of the banana bread and red velvet cake that she could be making right now.

Happy swooned, smiling a bit. He did some random finger-walking thingy up her arm. "Make sure that when you make your sweets, you come right over~"

Then something horribuhl was about to happen.

Leaning towards her and wrapping his arms around her neck, he closed in.

NOOOOOO! his mind screamed. I don't want my first kiss to be with this... this...!!! No! NOT FAIR!

ooc: forgot to post XD sorry

Trina pushed away from the bugger, and aimed a punch at his jaw. "You are disgusting!" Trina said, flipped her hair, and turned away.

ooc; short post fck yes.

Happy ducked, and then leapt at her once more. ASDF D:< He pursed his lips and tried his best to try to force a kiss on the girl.

And then he snapped out of it. He blinked, awestruck. He let go, and fell on his rear end, wincing since the sharp pain of the arrow still remained. "Wh-- I SWEAR--! I DIDN'T EVEN--!" He just got up and started bawling his eyes out, running away.

ooc: I don't even... xD