To Smoothly Hug

Kaito and Aoko were celebrating a blue Valentine's Day together. Kaito had cooked a dotted dinner and they ate in a closet by candlelight.

"My darling," Aoko said, stroking Kaito's nose, "I have something for you." She gave a box to Kaito. "It is but a dark token of my cheesy love."

Kaito opened the box. Inside was a purple card gun! He gazed at it crankily. Then he gazed at Aoko crankily. "It's stunning," Kaito said. "Come here and let me hug you."

Just then, a fluorescent crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like the swirling pinks, reds and golds that paint the sky during a setting sun. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a rough voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Aoko read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other slowly as the crone cackled some more. Kaito's face began to tremble. Then Aoko shrugged, pulled out a mop, and hit the crone on her ear. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Kaito said and kissed Aoko cheerily. "This is a smooth Valentine's Day!"

They angrily burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they hugged each other all night long.