Requested by my dear sister @ZafiroSkyStar  

One fine evening, when the sun was just about to set, Catboy called Owlette to the roof. They stood in silence for a while. They took in the fresh air and looked at the sun. It was beautiful. But suddenly, Owlboy broke the silence by barging in.

Owlboy: Hey, fine evening. Don't you think?

Owlette: *frowns* Oh, hi. Yeah, it is a fine evening.

Catboy: *cross* So, what are you doing here?

Owlette: We were just about to leave, y'know?

Owlboy: No, I don't think so. You two were just enjoying quality time together.

( Stella: So know you understand.

Scott: He's gonna flirt with her. I bet you.)

Owlboy: So, Owlette, you noticed how beautiful the setting sun is?

Owlette: *awkward* Uh, yeah?

Catboy: *listening silently and angrily*

Owlboy: It's nowhere as beautiful as you. *flirty smile*

Catboy: *smirks* Oh really?

Owlboy: *angry* That was for Owlette, you jerk! 

(Stella: *eyes widen* I DID NOT MEAN TO TYPE THAT-

Scott: *sips coffee* Sure you didn't)

Owlette: *giggles* Kitty, wanna show Mr. 'I'm The Greatest' how it's done?

Catboy: *smirks* Of course, Princess.

Owlboy: *gaping* 

THE SONG

Owlette: 

This thing called love

I just can't handle it

This thing called love

I must get 'round to it

I ain't ready

Catboy: Crazy little thing called love

This thing (this thing) called love (called love)

It cries (like a baby), in a cradle all night

It swings (woo), it jives (woo)

Shakes all over like a jellyfish
I kinda like it

Crazy little thing called love

There goes my baby

She knows how to rock and roll

She drives me crazy

She gives me hot and cold fever

She leaves me in a cool, cool sweat

I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip and get on my tracks

Take a back seat, hitchhikeAnd take a long ride on my motorbike

Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love

Yeah

Owlette: I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip and get on my tracks

Take a back seat, hitchhike
And take a long ride on my motorbike

Until I'm ready (ready Kitty)
Crazy little thing called love

Both: *together* This thing called love
I just can't handle it

This thing called love
I must get 'round to it

I ain't ready

Crazy little thing called love

Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) (x7)
 

Catboy then pulled Owlette into a loving kiss that lasted for 5 minutes. Owlboy just looked on angrily, unable to say a word.

Owlboy: I-I didn't kn-know you were s-so close with h-him, Owly.

Owlette: Oh Owlboy, if only you had known what my worth is, you would have had a chance with me. *hugs Catboy*

Catboy: *hugs back* And I would have forgiven you long ago. 

Owlette: Now it's time for you to leave, and time for us to finish what we started before you got here.

Owlboy: *scoffs and leaves* 

Catboy: I love you so much Princess.

Owlette: *smiles* Me too, Kitty.