3rd Rose [Accidental Video]
[See Vincent. See Vincent go wtf. He's currently holding a letter on pink paper with sparkles, doodles and basically something massively girly. He's just staring at it. He leans forward, covering his eyes, contemplating his next move and in the process, drops the letter in front of the guide. It reads:]
Dearest Vincent,
I think I'm in love with you~ Really in love with you! I've never felt the sort of romantic heart palpitations that I get when I'm around you. Sometimes I feel like the butterflies in my stomach turn into wasps that won't be quieted until I can hold your hand again~!
And when I can't - when I feel like I'd be the most bothersome and immature of girlfriends to go to your room and crawl into bed with you - I simply have to entertain myself with the notion of your lovelove and the idea that one day, our romantic affection will grow and blossom into a full-blown marriage~! I think you'd look fabulous in a suit and we'd take beautiful wedding day pictures and scrapbook them and look back at them every anniversary. I think Renge Nightray has a specific ring to it, don't you~?
Once we're married, we could have all manner of beautiful babies with my hair, and your eyes. And we could rear them to be just as perfect as yourself and just as beautiful as the two of us. Oh, ever since I first laid eyes on you I had the idea of us having three beautiful boys and maybe one girl and name them after our loved ones and, oh, Vincent, I just know you'll be a glorious husband, and we can do all sorts of couple activities like brushing each other's hair and sharing our Go-Go Dancer moves and it will be perfectly moe, for there is no way you could be anything other than moe~
Moe and perfect and lovely and darling and sweet and amazing and manly and gorgeous and sexy and irrefutably perfect, and there are no words to properly communicate how much I am happy you're mine~!
With the most love in the entire world, or at least on this spaceship,
Renge~!
[Well, he picks up the guide and the letter, completely unaware it's on and makes his way over to the one place he knew he could find her. He opens the door and...]
Miss Renge! There is something I'd like to discuss with y--
...Why is there a bed in here?
Dearest Vincent,
I think I'm in love with you~ Really in love with you! I've never felt the sort of romantic heart palpitations that I get when I'm around you. Sometimes I feel like the butterflies in my stomach turn into wasps that won't be quieted until I can hold your hand again~!
And when I can't - when I feel like I'd be the most bothersome and immature of girlfriends to go to your room and crawl into bed with you - I simply have to entertain myself with the notion of your lovelove and the idea that one day, our romantic affection will grow and blossom into a full-blown marriage~! I think you'd look fabulous in a suit and we'd take beautiful wedding day pictures and scrapbook them and look back at them every anniversary. I think Renge Nightray has a specific ring to it, don't you~?
Once we're married, we could have all manner of beautiful babies with my hair, and your eyes. And we could rear them to be just as perfect as yourself and just as beautiful as the two of us. Oh, ever since I first laid eyes on you I had the idea of us having three beautiful boys and maybe one girl and name them after our loved ones and, oh, Vincent, I just know you'll be a glorious husband, and we can do all sorts of couple activities like brushing each other's hair and sharing our Go-Go Dancer moves and it will be perfectly moe, for there is no way you could be anything other than moe~
Moe and perfect and lovely and darling and sweet and amazing and manly and gorgeous and sexy and irrefutably perfect, and there are no words to properly communicate how much I am happy you're mine~!
With the most love in the entire world, or at least on this spaceship,
Renge~!
[Well, he picks up the guide and the letter, completely unaware it's on and makes his way over to the one place he knew he could find her. He opens the door and...]
Miss Renge! There is something I'd like to discuss with y--
...Why is there a bed in here?