“…Are you serious?!”

Abel couldn’t help but blush, looking away and playing with his glasses, looking everywhere except for his fiance. “Umm…”

“I wasn’t your first kiss?!” Annette asked. “Well who was then?!”

“Uhh…maybe ve should nicht talk about it…”

“Why not?”

“Hallo!” Alfons chirped, popping up behind Annette. “Was ist zhe matter?”

“Abel told me that I wasn’t his first kiss!” Annette said.

“Ja, of course,” Alfons nodded.

“You know who it was?!”

“Ja!”

“Alfons…” Abel groaned.

“It vas me!” Alfons giggled.

Abel groaned and slapped a hand over his eyes.

THERE’S A GOOD EXPLANATION TO THIS, I SWEAR! XD

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