Rosalina Valentinas' Inner World.
Inside Rosalina's head lived hundreds of tiny Rosalinas.
All of them were crazy in love with the same guy: Julius, their sweet hubby.
Every week they held a super-secret ritual in a sparkly mini church. The rule was simple: only cheek kisses allowed.
(Lips were forbidden because of some big Rosalina's silly revenge plan.)
The kind angel Rosalina stood in front, wings fluffy, face already pink.
"May our hubby love us all~" she said softly.
"May our hubby love us all~~" all the mini Rosalinas repeated, kneeling in front of the perfect Julius statue.
Angel Rosalina stepped forward first.
She leaned in super slow…
"Mwah!"
A tiny kiss on statue Julius's cheek.
Her whole face turned tomato red. "Okay everyone… your turn! But only cheeks! No lips! We promised!"
The bold mini Rosalina bounced on her toes.
"Finally! It's been seven whole days since my last smooch!"
The shy mini Rosalina raised one finger.
"Um… can I maybe do it behind the curtain? In secret?"
Angel Rosalina shook her head fast.
"No way! We can't risk it! What if you accidentally slip and kiss lips? Disaster!"
Shy Rosalina sighed and stepped back. "Okay…"
The tall angry Rosalina snorted loudly.
"Hmph! The big version of me could kiss him on the lips whenever she wants… but because she's being dramatic and 'revenge-y', now we ALL only get cheeks. Ridiculous!"
Angel Rosalina clapped her hands.
"Okay okay, no fighting! The church closes soon. Let's start the kisses!"
A mini Rosalina in a cute merchant apron stepped up first.
"Today's my turn! I have to open my shop soon, so this one kiss has to last me the whole week!"
She puckered her lips, closed her eyes, leaned in super dramatic…
"Mwah~" (she made the sound extra loud for effect)
All the other mini Rosalinas watched with big shiny eyes. Some were drooling.
Some were bouncing. Some were counting how many seconds until THEIR turn.
Merchant Rosalina was ONE centimeter from the cheek when—
"BOOOOOOM!!!"
The church doors flew open like they owed someone money.
Dust! Sparkles! Drama!
Two masked Rosalinas stood in the doorway like cartoon bad guys.
The taller one laughed like a supervillain.
"HAHAHAHAHA! You pathetic cheek-peckers! How DARE you kiss MY hubby behind our backs?!"
The second masked one waved a tiny flaming love-letter torch.
"That's right! This stupid cheek-kiss club is OVER! We're taking hubby right now! Move, or we'll burn your lips so bad you'll only be able to do air kisses for the rest of your life! MUAHAHA!"
Angel Rosalina marched forward, wings flared.
"You masked jerks! This is sacred—!"
But two steps later…
"flop"
She face-planted. Legs jelly. Wings droopy.
"Wh-what did you do?!" she squeaked from the floor.
Tall masked Rosalina proudly held up a little spray can.
"Anti-angel sleepy mist! One puff and your holy powers take a nap. Ten minutes. Perfect time to yoink the hubby!"
Merchant Rosalina (still puckered) yelled,
"Hey! I waited a WEEK!"
Bold Rosalina shouted,
"I was gonna give the sloppiest cheek kiss ever!"
Shy Rosalina whispered from behind a bench,
"Um… maybe we can share? Five seconds each…?"
"NO SHARING!!" both masked Rosalinas screamed together. Then they did a very loud high-five.
Angry big Rosalina crossed her arms.
"You idiots are just jealous because big-me could do lips… but now nobody gets anything good. Great job ruining it more."
Tall masked one pointed at the statue.
"Exactly! That's why we're ending this baby-kiss nonsense! Hubby deserves REAL kisses!"
She ran forward, hugged the Julius statue like a giant teddy bear, and started dragging it away.
"Yoink! Hubby is ours now!"
"Wait wait wait!" angel Rosalina cried from the floor.
"You can't kidnap a statue!"
Second masked Rosalina grinned.
"Why not? Statues don't scream. Statues don't tell. Statues are perfect!"
The guard mini Rosalina (who was now dangling from the first masked one's grip like a keychain) kicked her tiny legs.
"Put me DOWN! I'm supposed to guard him, not be luggage!"
Too late.
The two masked Rosalinas dragged the statue out the door, laughing like hyenas on sugar.
They had a wagon waiting outside.
(It looked like a shopping cart someone covered in pink hearts and glitter.)
They tied statue Julius on top like a trophy.
"Next stop: Secret Masked Rosalina Super-Kiss Hideout!"
"Full smooches only! No more baby cheeks!"
From inside the church screams echoed: "NOOOOOO!! OUR HUBBY HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED!!!"