“You’re just nervous.”

“Am I?”

“Only a little.”

Scootaloo scoffed and looked away. “I’m not nervous!” She lied, as she chewed on the inside of her mouth.

“Oh yeah? Come here, let me take a look see.”

Scootaloo didn’t protest when she felt Snips’s presence draw nearer, but she was taken by surprise when he scooped her up and sat down with her in his lap.

“W-what are you~~”

“Hmmm…” Snips cupped Scootaloo’s face in his hand and squints one eye closed as if inspecting some small and delicate item. She could feel a slight heat rising to her cheeks.

“Feels like your heart is going faster than usual.” Snips mused as Scootaloo put on a scowl. “How would you know, you’re not even checking my pulse.”

“Shallow breath.”

Scootaloo tried to hold her breath, but the heat in her cheeks and the stupid dopey look on Snip’s face made it impossible for her to concentrate.

Snips rubbed his thumb against one of Scootaloo’s palms. She squirmed. “Sweaty palms? Hm, can’t tell with the suit on.”

“What the heck is going on with you?” Scootaloo tried to sound angry but it came out choppy and flustered. “Come on, doofus let’s get a move on! I can’t be late to my own show!”

Snips frowned. “Alright alright! But uh~~…” Their faces were close together now. So close that Scootaloo could only focus on his eyes.

A big goofy grin spread across Snip’s face, a stark contrast against Scootaloo’s resolute pout. “A kiss for luck?”

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Scootaloo was just a bit fretful about doing well on her first show. She may not realize it but Snips is on the case!