I don't even own the game! PS The song is 'Can't Stop the Moonlight' by LeAnn Rimes if you want the remix, just ask.

They meandered their way to Dexlabs and walked its extensive grounds, including its green houses. Anna's eye lit up as she noticed the familiar shade of the distant glass. "Is there any chance I see the plants?" She asked like a three year old in a candy shop, and Dexter couldn't say no.

He told her about every plant in there and she asked several questions about each. "And this one is Cuminum cyminum in Latin; can you guess the common name?" The red head had quizzed the blonde several times like this, and each was the same answer. "No, Dexter, I don't speak Latin." She tried to sound annoyed, but it was impossible. She was learning so much, and she was a diehard nerd. "Try it, it's a cognate." "How is it spelled?" "C-u-m-i-n-u-m-c-y-m-i-n-u-m" he rattled off as if he had been spelling it all his life. "Cumin?" When her companion nodded, she nearly squealed. Wow, I'm turning into Bubbles. She thought to herself.

When they had finished the greenhouses, they found their way to the boy's lab. And here an hour later, they were heard in a heated argument about the Odyssey and whether or not Homer's objectification of women was correct or not, taking the times into consideration, of course. What the professor and Max found the oddest was the way they found the two debaters. They were found arms folded; faces red, and face to face with each other. Now the reason this was funny, is that they were both trying not to smile and laugh, and it showed in both their faces.

After being dragged away from each other, they two calmed down, save for Anna having a couple fits of laughing. Dexter's three sisters had taken Anna up to their rooms, and were giving her the 'talk'.

The feeling of being that close to her, it drove him crazy, but he couldn't explain it. It was almost Nightingale syndrome, but he had neither healed her, nor had she tended to him. But the professor and Max knew that Dexter was head over heels.

His face, his eyes, his voice, she loved all of them, and could see no fault in him, save for the fact that he was stubborn. And she just saw him as dedicated. She had never felt like this, nor had she ever seen it. Buttercup, Blossom, and Bubbles knew she had it bad for the red head.

But how to get together? Both were smart enough for simple matchmaking and neither of them knew how to navigate a date. That was a bit too much for them. Then Bubbles had an idea, and the three super heroines speed down to see Dexter.

They set the plan in motion the next day. Anna received a small envelope in which there was a short poem.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love with a passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

And using the PO box return address, she replied.

Under a lovers' sky
Gonna be with you
And no one's gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until
Till the sun goes down

Underneath the starlight
There's a magical feeling - so right
It'll steal your heart tonight

You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
But you know
But you know that you can't fight the moonlight
No, you can't fight it
It's gonna get to your heart

There's no escape from love
Once a gentle breeze
Weaves it's spell upon your heart
No matter what you think
It won't be too long
Till you're in my arms
Underneath the starlight - starlight
We'll be lost in the rhythm - so right
Feel it steal your heart tonight

And so the correspondence continued. Over weeks he would send her poems, and now and then a small gift. One was a teddy bear, with a note that told her

Hug this as you would me. And she did.

Slowly he won her won over as some poetic Romeo, and she his Juliet.

Now, he knew that he was writing these things to Anna, but she knew not who her Romeo was. And the correspondence wasn't all the matchmaking trio, now joined by Ben, Gwen Julie Max and the professor, had up their sleeve.

The Utonium house became a second home to Anna and everyone found out a surprising fault. She couldn't cook; they had found that out after a bad batch of cookies and some laughter, she could make water burst into flames. Dexter had tried to do the same in his lab, but it seemed to be a unique talent to the blond. So he cooked, while she set the table with his sisters. They chattered away while she stayed silent, her eyes either on the genius at the stove or on the table. This did not go unnoticed, but either the girls or the genius himself.

It was a stalemate, until Dexter would reveal himself to her, which he wasn't quite sure how to. He had a theory that she felt the same way, but wasn't sure. Whereas Anna still felt for him, but also for her eloquent Romeo. She wished they were the same person, but didn't know Dexter had a way with words.

Buttercup and Mandy noticed a change in their sister as did Fuse. She now danced as she did her chores, only when she thought no one was looking. Fuse did not like happiness, especially when it made people daydream and neglect their work. He saw no use for love, only marring for money. And that's when Mandy and Buttercup became pawns.

Cliffie! And the plot is picking up! And I hope she doesn't seems like a Sue now that she's got some faults.