Moonspear steal my sunshine

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Oh God, she was blowing it wasn't she? Oh man. A flash of her conversation with Hydra passed through Toad and she remembered how nonchalant she had acted about the idea of going on a blind date. Now Toad was beginning to feel more unlovable and, well, ugly, than ever. She had heard other women say that dates were always awkward, but surely she was just the worst.

Bronco politely responded to her sneeze and she offered a small and bashful smile, but she felt deflated. Her compliment fell weirdly on him. Toad felt heat rush through her cheeks with embarrassment. She rarely thought about things before she said them, but she was starting to realize that she should probably start doing that. Hearing someone tell you you're "as handsome as your sister said" was clearly not a comfortable thing to receive.

Toad reminded herself that this was never something she had taken seriously, and so she shouldn't now, either. They were here to have a fun little time and that was the core of it.

A tiny voice inside her told Toad she was disappointed. What if it had actually worked out?
I am yeah. Toad Amelia! Bronco expressed something like solace that she was in fact not an actual toad. She couldn't help but grin, cheeks full of mirth. She glanced toward where she expected Meerkat to be, but the girl had vanished. Toad wondered if this was an intentional act. She'd left Toad with her brother to see if "sparks flew" or whatever the hell was supposed to happen. Where'd your sister run off to?

She suddenly felt all the mud on herself. She imagined what she looked like in a mirror, and her heart sunk to her stomach; she must have looked terrible. Where was this coming from? Toad hadn't felt this out of place since she was a teenager.