User blog:Silkworm Bot/Blue Flame of Passion

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It frustrated her.

Why was it so difficult? Why couldn't it come out of her? God, this was Rube for star's sake, it was never hard for her to admit anything to her before!

But this feeling...why was it so hard for her to admit.

"You're inorganic, you're not supposed to feel this, Snow!", she screamed in her head. It plagued her mind every day. Why did she have such an interest in her? Sure, she helped her, but that doesn't mean she gets the right to toy with her emotions, and be so kind to her, and beautiful, and...

Darn it, she was thinking about it again. Why did she think about it? Why couldn't she just tell her.

"Inorganic. Unfeeling."

No, that couldn't be right. She was inorganic, but she felt...at least, she thought she did. Was she like a robot? Was she just programmed wrong?!

No, no, that wasn't it...and even then, if she was 'unfeeling', like her hypothetical mind chanted, why was she afraid?

"She doesn't like you that way, idiot."

There it was. She was afraid of rejection. That Rube wouldn't love her and would despise her and-

"Mmh!?"

Ice 'woke up' from her thoughts by the muffled sounds of her cohort. She opened her eyes, expecting to see Rubellite trapped under something. Instead...

She saw the tourmaline's lips being pressed against her own.

Ice's eyes became as wide as Rube's, and blushed just as much. She looked away, turning to a screen and clearing her throat.

"As I was saying, this 'dwarf planet' is not nearly suitable for life, and thus Gems can't benefit..."