"Luck" of the Irish

Potato led Star into the garden deeper and deeper until they got to the deepest part.

"Star... there's something I need to tell you. In case we don't make it out of here alive." Potato said while hovering.

"Yes?" replied an uneasy-looking Star.

"I-I've liked you more than friends... I've had a crush on you since we became friends... I... think you're pretty and funny." he said, dropping from his hovering state to the ground. Star's eyes went the size of dinner plates, simply staring. Potato's eyes shrunk to the size of bits. "Oh no..." he thought.

And that's when Star leaned into his face and kissed him. On the lips. It was clearly visible that Potato was redder than a cherry. He didn't move or try to speak. Potato's wings were clearly popping out from being startled like that. When Star pulled away, she was a slightly dark shade of pink and smiling shyly. "It took you long enough... I've felt the same way."