For what feels like an entire year, Ronnie Anne and Lincoln spent the dance low key dancing or just standing off to the sides. Both wishing for this to be over with so they can go back to Lincoln's house and play video games. Neither of them spoken a word after Lincoln ducked a conversation about Stella, Ronnie Anne knew that something was brewing within her long-distance friend/crush.

As the night went on she's tried to get some answers out of her date, but he just kept changing the subject at every turn. To stuff that happened since she's been away, to stuff that happened to her in the city. Ronnie Anne's new club she and Sid started at her new school, Lincoln's Ace Savvy convention (which was a majorly disappointing special), Carl getting lost in the school, Lincoln's sisters fighting for their clubs. A bunch of other things.

Though the night was awkward at times, two were actually having fun. Between the few dances Ronnie Anne chose to participate in they'd share stories of their bigger than normal families, along with mocking the mushy couples around them.

But then it all went downhill.

First they accidently bumped into Chandler, jerk/acquittance of Lincoln, who challenged them to a dance off against him and some random girl he had for a date. Then after he lost, being as sore a loser as Lynn Loud, he threw a cup of punch at Lincoln. Who ducked and it ended up splashing on Girl Jordan's fancy new dress, who retaliated by throwing a pie at him. But then he ducked and the pie got on his date, and this kicked off an all out brawl.

People were punching, kicking, slapping like little girls, powerbombing kids through tables, playing dead (Clyde), leaping off the bleachers, and other moves you'd see at a professional wrestling event. Lincoln and Ronnie Anne were caught in the crossfire as well, ended up catching a few hits here and there and the occasional biting along with getting hit by food and beverages.

(timeskip)

We now come back to Lincoln and Ronnie Anne sitting in the afterglow of the Valentine's Brawl, which the students will be calling it for the next few months. Ronnie Anne wringed some punch from her dress, "Well that night could have gone better."

Lincoln shrugged as he wiped food crumbs from his hair, "Meh, I get into fights like twice a week with my sisters."

"My cousin won't be happy when she see's my dress, she had to search several thrift stores to find this." Ronnie Anne said.

"Yeah, Leni won't be pleased to see her handmade suit ruined." Lincoln replied as the waiter brought them a large helping of flan, they had plenty of food at the dance but didn't have dessert. The two shrugged and started scooping up the Mexican treat.

"You know Link, I actually had fun tonight." Ronnie Anne said with a smile.

"You did?" Lincoln questioned with a surprised look on his face.

Ronnie Anne nodded, "Uh huh, that brawl really helped ease some of my stress. But even before that, just spending time with you has been a blast tonight."

Lincoln rubbed his head with a blush, "Oh, uh thank you Ronnie Anne. I had fun to."

She then gave him an inquisitive look, "So, about that Stella girl." Lincoln thought she had forgotten about that, he sure did during that brawl. "What's your deal with her? You've been avoiding this all night, is it something you don't want me to know?"

Lincoln sighed, "Well, guess I can't run forever." he placed his head in his hand facing away from the girl he front of him. "The truth is Ronnie Anne, I wanted to go to the dance with Stella. But she turned me down when I asked, and if I'm being honest I was kind of bummed about it. Then my sisters talked me into asking you."

"Oh." Ronnie Anne said, trying to hide the stinging pain of disappointment that she wasn't his first choice for the dance.

Lincoln sighed, "But I'm glad I did, it helped me realize some things."

Ronnie Anne looked to him, "Realized what?"

Lincoln looked away from her, "You may think its cheesy, but I really enjoy hanging out with you Ronnie Anne. I think I'm my most happiest when I'm with you."

Ronnie Anne blushed at this, and replied "You're right... that is c... ch.… cheesy." she meant to be joking, but hearing her crush say this was making her an uncomfortable form of timid. Ronnie Anne Santiago doesn't do timid, but around Lincoln she just can't help it.

"What I feel for Stella, doesn't even begin to compare what I've felt for you for...… like a really long time. Even before you moved away, I think it started after the first kiss we had in front of my house."

"And I punched you in the eye and gave you a steak to heal it?"

Lincoln nodded, "Then after that double date my sister set us up for, these feelings I had just grew. And they've continued to grow with each passing day, and I know its in the way."

Ronnie Anne lightly giggled, "In the way? Lincoln, why does it have to be bad?" she wondered.

Lincoln faced her with an exasperated face, "Because I know you Ronnie Anne, you hate all things mushy and romantic. I didn't even think you would accept to be my date for the Valentine's dance, my feelings for you are bad if you don't want them-" Lincoln was interrupted when she grabbed the hem if his battered tux jacket.

"Just shut up Link." she then pulled his face in and clashed their lips together, Lincoln was shocked for a moment before returning the kiss. This wasn't done at his sisters' demand, this wasn't an apology, this was pure. For Lincoln this was the first real kiss he shared with Ronnie Anne, and by far the sweetest. Once again he was surprised by this Latina tween, she always knew how to surprise him. For Ronnie Anne this was sweet relief, months of pent up frustration all being let out in one little kiss.

The two then heard a flash, they turned their heads to see Stella taking a picture of them on her phone. "That's going straight to the internet."

"How are you still clean from that brawl?" Lincoln asked.

Stella shrugged, "Joe and I left before that, the dance was kind of lame. So we spent the rest at Gus's, then we saw that huge fight at the dance on YouTube. Already up to 3 million views." Lincoln and Ronnie Anne pulled out their phones to YouTube, and saw someone had live streamed the fight that happened at the dance. "I'll just leave you guys alone, I've got to get home." she then turned to leave, "Congrats on becoming official."

Lincoln and Ronnie Anne watched her leave before turning back to each other, they then shrugged before paying for the check. Though this night wasn't perfect, they enjoyed it. They walked back to Lincoln's house hand in hand, "You think your sister's will freak when they find out about us?"

Lincoln replied, "I can already hear their squeals, but I don't care. Let's just enjoy the silence while we can." The two then reached the Loud residence, Lincoln then pulled Ronnie Anne to the backyard. He then pulled out his phone and started playing some slow song, Ronnie Anne was confused by this till he said "We never really got to do a proper dance, would you mind mi lady?" he asked in a suave voice.

Ronnie Anne snickered before replying in a posh aristocratic voice "Why of course, Sir." she then grabbed his hand before the two started to slowly dance to the sounds of the music. Which was perfectly slow and steady, nothing to fast or too cliché. Ronnie Anne held Lincoln by the shoulders while he kept his hands firmly on around her waist. This was their pace.

Ronnie Anne leaned her head on his chest, content with how the night went. Lincoln smiled before looking to the back door of his house, and he was terrified by the sight of his sisters watching them. Apparently they had finished their dates before he came back, his eldest sister silently told him to ignore them and focus on the girl in his arms.

He sighed before focusing back on Ronnie Anne, who was seemingly unaware of their little audience.

Lisa then held up a white board saying, 'I suggest you keep those hands north of the Equator.' Lincoln saw and confusedly moved his hands up, he then saw her pull out another white board saying 'Not that far north!'. He rolled his eyes before ignoring them completely.

Either way, it was all worth it to spend Valentine's with the girl he loves. Even if he'll face his sisters after.

Fin.

K, I'm done here. This is all I got.