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It was just like any other day. Torchwood, a young sandy colored unicorn, was busy walking in the park and looking for danger. He was on watch for signs of trouble, from anything like aliens to spies to broken glass. Whatever he could do to keep phonyland safe, he was pleased to do it.

But on this occassion, like many others, there was just no danger to be see. The park was serene and peaceful. Couples came here to spend time together and have romantic picnics. Children played on the nearby playground. Maybe, just maybe it was too peaceful. Like what was that one phony in the distance doing writing in a book?

Torchwood got low to the ground and crept in closer, until he realized that the bab writing in a book was the girl from his class, Whistle. He sat in front of her during class, and they were often on the same team for sport activities. Though for some reason, she did more shouting and he did most of the running.

Inquistive minds need to know however, and Torchwood just had to know what she was doing. The unicorn came up behind her and asked , "Hey Whistle, what you got there?"

His chest puffed up , trying to look like a brave, heroic do-gooder. "Keeping an eye on the park. Patrolling for danger, cleaning up.. keeping an eye out for trouble-makers." He winked playfully at her, "You wouldn't be up to no good now would you? You look like a spy, jotting down secrets."

He tried to move into closer, to catch a glimpse of what she was writing. "Whatcha been scribbling anyways? " Something inside of Torchwood, as brave as he wanted to look, was little bit suspicious and paranoid of secrets.

" A monster is about!?" Torchwood glanced from side to side, looking to see if the area was indeed secure, he was pretty sure he hadn't see anything while he was out. "...no... uh, no reports of any monsters that I've heard of. Have you seen one? We had better report it if you did!" He was super serious about it. If there was a monster, the best thing to do would be to tell someone, so they could all be prepared in case of an attack.

"What does this monster look like? Can you draw it?" He gestured to the notebook. A wanted poster could be perfect in helping catch something.

Watching keenly as she drew, Torchwood admired the handiwork. It wasn't really the best drawing, but if that's what he had to work with, it was sufficient detail. He would definitely recognize this creature if he saw it. "That is a terrifying beast!"

He however wanted to take a closer look, so he held out a hoof, so he could take the picture. "We should get this photocopied, and hang pictures all over to warn people! CAUTION: dangerous fuzzy beast about."

Torchwood laughed lightly. Whistle was a weird one, it seemed. "So, it's an imaginary beast then? Those can be the most dangerous kind! Invisible things can attack your mind at all time and never let go!"

Playfully, he snatched the notebook from Whistle with unicorn magic and made the beast upon the page dance about in the air by shaking the notebook. "RAWR." the colt pretended to growl, continuing to lightly shake and shimmy the pages of the book.

"You don't know? If this is accurate? Hard to say if it's invisible!" Torchwood was teasing her now, playfully mocking her in the way the boys do. He continued to tug at the notebook with magic, resulting in a tug of war between the two unicorns.

"Maybe we'll need another drawing done then, if you don't know." His magic wasn't that great, but he tried to have the book flip to another page so that Whistle could try again.

With Whistle letting go, the notebook flew back and hit the colt smack dab in the face. His name first on the list, caught his eyes as he pulled the book back. Surprised and suspicious, he didn't know what to make of it. There was the name of several of the other phonies at school. "So you are a spy! What's this then? Why is my name on a list.. was the worg all a ruse?"

"Oh.... OH." The sandy colored colt started to turn red himself, seeing the hearts and hearing the explanation about it. He was a young bab, and he wasn't really into girls just yet. Honestly, the thought about who to go to a dance with or anything like that had not crossed his mind. But here he was, top pick for Whistle?

All at once, he felt very proud that someone would pick him, but with that same a mound of confusion. He was just playing, being himself really, he had never thought about Whistle , or any girl in his class, like that at all. "I uh.. guess that means you like me a lot?"