A cute, simple date.

In the main foyer of the Mansion, Princess Daisy was walking back to her room after a match, and in another hall, Cloud was gathering every ounce of his courage. Both had been certain that they ruined their date just two nights ago, but now the anime boy was ready to ask her out for attempt #2. Or at least, Mewtwo compelled him to try again after convincing him ‘the worst she can say is no’.

The ex-SOLDIER realized that he'd never know what would happen, or what Daisy thought if he didn't make his move, so Cloud asked her plain and simple… “Daisy, I want to take you out.” while stalking out of a dark corner behind her.

“AAIIEE!!" Daisy wailed as the sexy, sword toting figure emerged from a shadow. She calmed down slightly after her little shriek, and asked him, "W-w-wait, take me out like ‘ick’,” she dragged a finger across her throat, “or… like, something less stabby?”

“Yeah, like a date." Cloud said, his heart racing almost as fast as hers. "I… really liked our evening, and I want to see you again Daisy, like, during non-work hours.”

"Wait, a date? Really? You're not gonna assassinate me?" She said, shocked by both turns of events. The brunette was certain he thought only negatively of her by now.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Cloud stammered flatly, a deep red flush across his placid face the clear sign of embarrassment and/or contrition. "Sorry, I'm really sorry I scared you. Look, climbing was a lot of fun, I'd just... I'd like to take things a little slower, and there's this cute cafe with all these cats nearby..."

"N-no! Wait, I mean yes! I mean, that sounds good, I'm free for coffee." Daisy might have trouble just getting coffee with a total hunk, but she was overjoyed by the offer. Perhaps if she actually kept her teasing and libido in check this time... well, all she could really think about was getting her pussy ate by a guy in a maid costume. And she already knew Cloud liked eating girls out, 69 style, and she could probably spank his ass a bit, and-- wait, stop thinking dirty Daisy! He clearly wants to take it slow, so don't fuck this up.

"Nice," Cloud breathed out, running a hand through his spiky hair with the confirmation that this woman didn't think he was a creepy, fragile loser that she never wanted to see again. "They’re open for another few hours, if you’re free today.”

Daisy thought of driving her motorcycle out this time, but then she found out that the 'Purrfect-Pals Cat Cafe' was only a short walk out from the Mansion. Both her and Cloud kicked themselves for waiting until they hit the sidewalk to touch hands, but the tomboy was already blushy (and at least a little horny) by the time one of the old ladies wearing cat ears walked outside to take their orders.

Cloud too, was over the moon— the corners of his mouth raised a full 10° as Daisy’s fingers interlaced in his hand. The two sat down at a tiny wooden table surrounded by cats. Looking up, Cloud admired the way the brunette’s eyes lit up in the cozy cafe, like she was lost in a little wonderland. A hand rested against his chin, and he sighed in happiness as a fat, ugly old cat pawed at his pants.

And then they realized suddenly they were on a date.