The day finally arose where, thanks to the help of Rosetta, he planned the perfect date for him and Snow. He had made her believe that he forgot what day it was, but luckily he had everything planned out over a week in advance, which was an accomplishment for the boy. Dressing himself in a white Comme des Garçon shirt, the small heart logo on the left breast area, along with a pair of khakis, he checked his reflection in the mirror. Decent enough for what was to come. Luckily he hadn't planned some over-the-top dinner reservation; he would have nothing to wear, and would just embarrass himself with how little he knew about proper dating etiquette. Tousling his hair a bit until it looked just right, he decided it was time to go to her room. He grabbed his bunch of presents for the girl and headed out of his dorm. The walk upstairs to her room was short, and in no time he stood at her doorstep, with all the gift in hand, knocking thrice. 

-Squirtle

6 - A stuffed turtle, just to balance out all the food.

Squirt took Snow's hand somewhat hesitantly as the two walked to his dorm room. It wasn't that he didn't want hold her hand, he really did, it was just the fact that he had never been in a real relationship, therefore he wasn't sure what exactly to do. But he turned to her and gave her a reassuring smile as they took the short journey to his room. He opened the door for her, and once inside he went straight to the DVD player and popped in the second Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Turning to her, he explained "since we already watched the first one, like, last week." He picked her up before plopping her lightly onto his bed, chuckling as he did so. Before he sat down beside her, he held up his index to her, indicating for the girl to wait. He ran to his closet and pulled out from the cluttler of clean and dirty clothes a poorly folded green fabric-thing. As he un folded it, it became clear that it was, in fact, the dino onesie that Snow had gotten him for Christmas. Once he zipped it up fully, he turned to face her, placing his fists on his hands like a superhero. "I'm DinoSquirt, the first a me kind," he beamed, laughing lightly as he sat onto his bed and scooted close to her. He pressed play, and as the movie begun, the boy was unsure what he should do next; whether he should wrap an arm around her, or cuddle her, or if any of that would be weird. The blonde's face became flushed as he though of how awkward he must look, sitting next to such a beauty while he wore a dino onesie.

-rocks back and forth on his feet anxiously, all his piercings gone-