Scrap SHORTY: I Love You! Visell and Dedestra become a couple Epilogue.

A week After Visell and Arthur become a couple, One week from the Quewmi City Water Disaster: Water No Get Enemy. Visell and Arthur sit on Visell's tattered purple couch, Nasrin's luggage piled up around. the Tv on mute over some mutually despised corporate new channel.
"I wonder how we're really going to do this couple thing." " I mean it's quite simple. Besides, you have the luxury of actually having a decent relationship." Visell looks off to the side and dimly looks up at the hazy fluorescent light above. "Mary . . .Yeah, Mary was great . . . and all. But you're different!" "How so?" Visell perks up in enthusiasm, "Well, Geez you're a dope ass cyborg! Plus you have more responsibilities than last time. And the fact I feel like I've loved you for like 100 years now and we're just finally really doing it, ya know? I mean not like I'm getting cold feet or somethin'! I've been waiting for this and I'm hella psyched! And we're doing our thang. It's just . . . now I get to call you my . . . girlfriend and It's . . ." "Surreal?" 
"I was gonna say super freaking, mega, banana, cocoanuts! But yeah Surreal." Arthur snickers a little. She promptly closes her book. Her hand raises, her metal fingers slowly drift around Visel's chin, turning her head towards her. Visel blushes, her eyes widen. Arthur leans in to softly nestle her cloth-covered nose into Visel's, giggle all the while. Visel's eyes scrunch in embarrassment. "Well, I can assure you this is no Salvador Ali painting or a . . . Fever dream as it were." They sit in silence for a brief second. "Aren't you gonna kiss me or something . . . I mean we're alone and all." She nervously inquires. "So we are. Hm. Would you like a kiss from me?" Visel scoffs "Duh!" Arthur shoots an icy glare at Visell. "Then, say my name, Symown." Visell blushes and looks of to the side. "Arthur. . ." She says with a timid beckoningly tone. "Again . . ." "Ar. . .thur" Arthur giggle a little nestling her nose into Visel's.
 "Again(!)" Visell sighs a little her blush rises. "Arthur(!)" She says with anticipation. Arthur's heart flutters, she rushes in to kiss. Visel quivers and moans a bit, tugging Arthur by her robes. They retreat. "I love it when you say my name." "Still think I should shorten it to Art but-" "Please don't ruin this nice moment." She says in exhausted destress. Visell nervously trails up and quickly kisses her. "Sorry . . . Arthur." Arthur's eyes widen and her thighs tighten. "Symown, Are you truly sure we should entertain these bases? Quite honestly I'm ready to make an honest woman out of you this very moment . . ." Visel's blush goes into overdrive. 
"Well, you freakin' ruined the moment now! Now I got dirty thought all in my cranium! And yes we're doing bases!" "It's such an unrealistic system since we could run them all in a night or within the next 10 minutes!" "Geez!" Visell leans back on the couch, she props her legs in Arthur's lap! "We're holding off on the sexy stuff and that's final! Now, go on back to your book Miss Arthur! This kissin' factory is closed! Arthur scoffs. "Says the capitalist in charge . . ." Visell rest on the pillow behind her "Hush!" Arthur opens her book. "Would you like me to massage your legs?" Visell props up opening her mouth to reprimand her. She stifles and pouts in defeat! She leans back "I carry my stress in lower thighs and calves and my feet are ticklish."