Mars's POV

I treaded my way back to my room. I wonder when Neptune's going to get here. I laughed at my self. I'll be screwed then. I get in and look the door behind me. I look out at earth. Then I look down at my singed shirt. The one I'm supposed to love is on fire, and the one who I actually love sets me on fire.

    "Everyone just seems to love Pluto, huh?" I hear a voice from behind me. "And your neck just seems to love being snapped, huh?" Neptune scoffs. "How much did you hear?" I question. "Enough. But you seem to be out of luck. They're both dying."

   I stood up and lunged towards him, my eyes glowing red in anger and disbelief. I grabbed him by the collar. "They're both what?" "Listen, lover boy, they are both dying. Well at least one of them. You can't decide who to make a nebula with, and your indecisiveness will be the death of one of them."

   "Plu-Everyn thinks your the one for her, but she remembers me, she remembers us." I put him back down and he straightens his collar. "I'm hoping she won't remember you," I say as I step back from him. "Because you won't be here when she wakes up. Or ever."

       Just before I execute my plan, and Neptune, I hear Venus yell from down stairs. "Ares! You'd better not!" Then Uranus chimes in. "Pluto just got better and if I have to take care of you and Neptune I'll explode." I look at Neptune and he smiles at me. "What were you even going to do, Dwarf?"

   I walk past him, bumping his shoulder as I do. "Same thing you did to Pluto. Combust you." He stares at me in disbelief. I smirk. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret." I then remember that Pluto is better, and run down the staircase. She looks at me in fear.