Hey baby \ I think I wanna marry you (donald x daisy)

[allfortheloveofyou]

 Things had been peaceful in the Disney Kingdom - for now. Those two words held onto Daisy's heart like a vice, as much as she desperately tried to get rid of them. There was always going to be someone causing trouble, a reason for Donald to leave and risk his life. She was trying to enjoy life in the moment, and found it difficult.

It was growing late, and she was in the gardens - since the King had returned home, the Queen rarely left his side, so she didn't need her Lady-In-Waiting as often. She didn't mind, she was more than happy for the two of them. She sat on a stone bunch, fiddling with - of all things - a daisy in her fingers.

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[quackmage]

[Similar thoughts had been on Donald's mind. Who knew how long this moment of peace would last.

It was thoughts like that that made Donald feel like, maybe, it was time to do what he had been planning for so long, but just could never find the time.]

Daisy...

[He wasn't wearing his traveling clothes, his wizard robes, or even his sailor suit. But a nice suit instead.]

[allfortheloveofyou]

[Upon hearing her name, she stood up and turned around.]

Oh, Donald -

[WHOA HELLO. Donald always looks good in a suit, no complaint there! ... But. Why is he wearing one? ... She didn't forget a date or an anniversary, did she???]

You... look nice.

[quackmage]

You think so...?

[He definitely seems nervous or anxious about something. He adjusts his tie before fidgeting with something in his hands.]

Daisy, I--

You know how much I love you, right?

[allfortheloveofyou]

[... Doesn't that question just raise about a million of her own. She can't help but begin to worry.]

Of course I do. And I love you too, Donald. I always have, and I always will.

[quackmage]

[He fidgets with something in his hands.]

That's why I wanted to ask you something...

[He gets down on one knee...]

[allfortheloveofyou]

[Daisy would never claim to be a genius or a dummy - but it doesn't take much to guess what it means when your one true love has a question and gets down on one knee.

Still, she gasps, and clasps her hands together.]

Oh, Donald!