"Marrick was suddenly aware of a warmth enveloping his hand. He looked down and saw Gemma clasping it tightly. He gazed at her face with wonder and as she stared into his blue eyes.

'Marrick, you're like no one I've ever met before. I feel so safe with you.'

'But...b-but.' He sputtered. This was impossible. There was no way someone as amazing, brave and beautiful as Gemma could possibly want him.

'Shhhhh' she murmured, her face drawing ever closer to his as she held a finger to his lips. His lips burned with her gentle touch.

'But-' he finally continued 'But you're from another world.'

'So?' she smiled. 'I like this world better.'

'And you'll die someday...'

'Protection spell, remember?' she said. His eyes were closed and he felt his blood rushing to his flaming skin, but he felt her grinning all the same.

'And...and...my skin is blue.'

She laughed softly. 'My favorite color. Enough.'

She squeezed his waist, and her lips brushed his as she said -

'I like-you like you. Will you go steady with me?'

'Oh my Oz...' he started, but then she met his lips full force and he felt himself melting...melting...oh what a world..."

"Warrick? Where has all the library's paper gone?"

"UUUHHHH The queen of the field mice totally ate it!"