There they were. Those were the eyes that had first captured Uranus's attention; despite the way they urged caution, maturity, and self-denial, the emotions they masked made her long to embrace the other woman all the more. But Neptune was right. This was no time or place to be dawdling.

Nodding in agreement, and with a quick peck on the cheek to make things easier - "Yeah" - Uranus wrenched herself free and leaped forward, out of the mistletoe's reach. She trusted Neptune would do the same.

Once safely freed, Uranus turned to both check on Neptune and assess the "souvenir" their fallen enemy had left for them. "Might as well clean up the mess," she decided. Her right hand flexed in its glove. "How annoying. Some idiots just don't know when to quit!"