"Shelly!" my mom called to me from downstairs. "Someone is here to see you!"

The puppets stopped tickling me. "Who?" I called back.

"Your friend James. I just sent him up to your room."

"...oh, crub." I quickly grabbed Slappy and Snappy and hurried back to my room.

"Sweetheart, what is wrong?" Slappy asked. "Your palms are sweating, and you are breathing heavily. Are you nervous about something?"

I ignored him as I entered my room and set them down on my bed. I sat down next to them and buried my face in both of my hands. Slappy and Snappy got up and gently rubbed my back, keeping close to me.

"Baby, something is obviously bothering you," Snappy said, kissing the top of my head. "You can tell us. We are your loves after all."

I slowly uncovered my face and looked at them. "Do you promise that you will not get mad?"

"Mad? But we love you," they told me. "Why would we get mad?"

I looked down. "Because...I never told you."

"Never told us what?"

"That James...is my ex-boyfriend."

The boys gasped at what I had just said to them.

"W-what?" Slappy stammered.

"You never told us that you had an ex-boyfriend," Snappy spoke up. "Why did you not tell us?"

"Technically, he is really not my ex-boyfriend. He was not even my boyfriend to begin with."

The puppets had confused looks on their faces. "Huh?"

I kissed their noses. "Let me explain. When I first started school a couple years ago, I met this nice boy named James. Well, I thought he was nice. Anyway, he asked if I would go with him to the movies, and being the kind person that I am, I happily accepted. However...I wish that I did not accept his invitation." I sighed, and the brothers kissed my cheeks.

"Go on," they said. "What happened next?"

I took a deep breath, and then continued. "I thought that he just wanted to hang out with me, like he wanted a new friend. I never expected him to actually like - like - me."

"But you are such a hottie," Snappy stated as he took my hand into his.

"And you belong to us only," Slappy added.

"I know. I can make other friends though."

Slappy nodded. "Of course."

"So James and I went to the movies, and he started making me uncomfortable."

"How?" the twin brothers questioned.

"You know. What boys usually do to tell a girl that he is interested in her."

"Human boys do that," Slappy commented, narrowing his eyebrows. "Humans are so pathetic."

I frowned at him. "Excuse you, but my parents are human, and if it were not for them being together, then I would not be here."

Slappy suddenly blushed in embarrassment. "Oh, yeah."

"Continue the story!" Snappy begged.

"Where was I? Oh, I remember now. James was sweet towards the beginning of our hangout. He paid for both of our tickets and even got the popcorn and drinks for me. But it was all a trap to get me to fall in love with him. He did not do anything wrong. He just made me very uncomfortable. James kept brushing my hair back, putting his arm around my shoulders, and almost tried to kiss me a few times while I watching the movie."

"What movie did you see?" Snappy piped up.

"That does not matter, brother!" Slappy exclaimed. "What matters is that jerk tried to claim our own queen!"

"After we left the theater, I told James right away that I was not interested in him and that we could still be good friends. I thought that he would understand, but he did not take it well. He growled and gripped my shoulders, and then yelled at me, saying how I was a terrible person and that he would make my life a living nightmare." I teared up. "I-I am sorry that I did not tell you guys about James in the first place. It is just..."

Slappy and Snappy hugged me tightly and smiled up at me. "It is okay," the puppets said soothingly. "We are glad that you told us."

I sniffed. "But...I should have told you two way before now."

"The important thing is that you told us, and we are happy that you finally did," Slappy reassured me as he patted my back.

"Yeah," Snappy agreed. "We now know who we are dealing with. A human who is spoiled rotten!"

I then heard a familiar voice.

"Hello, Shelly."

I slowly turned to where the voice came from - and saw James standing in the doorway.