Scrooge's pov
I stood there and fell on my knees I was in love with her I thought she... I can't think about that right now. I got up and went to my paperwork. But I still remembered the kiss. It was amazing but I'm a duck just a stupid old duck to her. I looked at me calendar flinty would have his party today. I'll have to go. I don't know what I'll do. I wanted y/n so badly that I kissed her and she hated it. I started tearing up. I layed my head on the papers. Why doesn't she love me?
