《My Precious Flower》Chapter 13: What Else Can I Do?
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Suddenly, a cactus appeared in front of them all. Isaiah tore his eyes away from (Y/n) and stared at it, while Mirabel and (Y/n) stared at him.
"Oh my gosh. Isa, that is a very serious confession. Okay, get over here. Bring it in." Mirabel opened her arms to embrace Isaiah, but he was still staring at the cactus.
"Isaiah? Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked him, as she approached where Mirabel was standing.
He reached out to touch the cactus, and it grew when he did.
Mirabel: "Isa? Uh, this is the part where we..."
Isaiah picked up the cactus and looked at it.
He looked up at (Y/n) and grabbed her hand and pulled her along with him, while Mirabel called out to him.
Mirabel: "Wait! Bring it in, bring it in. Good talk, bring it in, bring it in."
Mirabel: "Let's hug, bring it in bring it in. Free hugs bring it in, bring it in."
Vines grabbed Isaiah and (Y/n) around their waists and lifted them up as Mirabel went to hug Isaiah, but she missed and fell on the ground.
The vines dropped (Y/n) and Isaiah in field of flowers.
Isaiah grasped (Y/n)'s hand and twirled her around.
...
They walked down a section that had flower statues of him in different poses, Isaiah's arm around (Y/n)'s shoulders.
He wrapped vines around one of the statues and shattered it. Mirabel caught the head of the statue and started freaking out, as (Y/n) laughed at her.
...
Isaiah pulled (Y/n) along a wall of flowers by her hand. He ran his hand along the wall of pink flowers, turning them red.
Mirabel: "Do you know where you're going? Whoa!"
She was bombarded with flower petals.
...
Isaiah ran around his room causing explosions of flower petals, still holding (Y/n)'s hand.
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He leapt onto his bed, and helped (Y/n) climb up as well and she sat down watching him with shock and awe.
The bed lifted into the air and Isaiah grabbed two vines and made his bed start swinging.
...
Mirabel was covered in blue flower petals with an annoyed expression on her face as Isaiah and (Y/n) swung around his room, laughing, while his room started going from pink flowers to a mixture of blues and greens.
A giant vine appeared underneath Mirabel and she was lifted into the air.
Mirabel: "Big!"
Mirabel clung to the top of the vine
Mirabel was suddenly hung upside down by her ankle and grabbed a vine.
Isaiah and (Y/n) were standing on a giant growing palm tree, and Isaiah, was holding the (h/c) girl steady by her waist.
Mirabel: "This is fine."
He waved his hand and created a bunch of strange plants.
Mirabel climbed up to the top and the plant snapped it her.
Isabela helped Mirabel up.
He sighed in annoyance, and grasped (Y/n)'s hands and held them up to his chest.
Mirabel: "You just seemed like you life's been a dream since the moment you opened your eyes."
Isaiah looked around in sadness.
He knelt down on the palm tree and (Y/n) knelt down beside him.
(Y/n): "All I know are the blossoms you grow..."
She cupped his jaw and made him look up at her and she smiled at him.
(Y/n) "...but it's awesome to see how you rise."
She held out her hands for him to take which he did.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "How far can you rise? Through the roof to the skies. Let's go!"
...
Isaiah rose the palm tree to the top of the house and they all started singing.
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Mirabel: "Whoo!"
Isaiah swung from a vine and started growing and array of strange and different plants along the house.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "Go!"
Isaiah landed on the roof and (Y/n) and Mirabel encouraged him to keep going.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "Grow!"
The three jumped along the roof and Isaiah spun (Y/n) around as she laughed.
They all jumped on a vine that carried them around the tower and to the top as colorful smoke exploded from the vine.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "What else? What else?"
One of the plants let out yellow smoke that got into Isaiah's clothes.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "Seize the moment, keep going."
He smiled and created more smoke as his plants grew all over town.
The plants grew underneath a donkey and another hit Mariana in the nose again.
Abuela looked towards the house in confusion.
(Y/n): "Hey, everybody clear the way, whoo!"
Mirabel, (Y/n) and Isaiah were kicking up different colors of smoke onto his clothes.
Mirabel: "With that booyah!"
Isaiah was covered in all sorts of colors and his hair was messier and also had some color in it. (Y/n) looked at Isaiah with a smile. She loved this side of him, and was happy that he was finally getting to be himself. He looked over at (Y/n) and saw her checking him out and sent her a wink, and she blushed.
Isaiah grabbed her hand and pulled her into his chest.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "Making waves."
Vines appeared underneath them and carried them down to the candle.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "You've changed mine."
The vines met in the middle and Isaiah swung Mirabel around.
Isaiah pulled Mirabel into an embrace, and she hugged back.
Mirabel noticed the candle burning brighter and the cracks disappearing.
(Y/n) noticed it too and smiled, until Isaiah stepped in front of her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her square on the lips.
The girl's eyes widened in shock but she eventually closed her eyes and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling her fingers into his now messy hair.
Mirabel: "Show them what you can do."
Isaiah broke away from the kiss and wrapped an arm around her waist.
(Y/n) grabbed Mirabel's hand as the three leapt onto another vine.
Mirabel and (Y/n): "There's nothing you can't do."
Isaiah grabbed a vine and swung around the house, still holding onto (Y/n), while she held Mirabel's hand.
The three flew into the air before landing in a giant pile of flowers on the ground.
They laid there and laughed, (Y/n) still in Isaiah's arms.
"You're a bad influence." Isaiah told Mirabel as he flicked a flower at her, and they all laughed.
(Y/n) rested her head on Isaiah's chest and he subconsciously pulled her closer.
"So, uh, (Y/n)...does this mean that you would be interested in...going out sometime?" Isaiah asked nervously.
(Y/n) giggled. "Of course I would."
Isaiah released a breath of relief and leaned down for another kiss, and (Y/n) was happy to reciprocate.
Mirabel suddenly felt a bit awkward and turned her head away from the scene. But she smiled at the fact that the two were together and that Isaiah finally had the girl of his dreams.
What could go wrong?
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