II FF: I'm very fondue you (Cheesy X Microphone)

“Hey Microphone?” Cheesy shouted, running up to Microphone. She sighed even before she saw him. His voice was starting to get a tad bit obnoxious, mostly due to the fact that she heard it everyday, every minute. Slowly turning around, she mentally braced herself for a bad pun.
“What is it Cheesy?” Microphone groaned. Cheesy saw how unamused she was, but decided to entertain her anyways. After all, the best way to brighten anyone's day was by a good pun!
“I think that you're pitch-perfect! Get it?” Cheesy said, slapping his knee and laughing. He was laughing much too much at the poor joke. Microphone rolled her eyes. Cheesy slowly stopped, noticing Microphone's lack of interest. Cheesy blushed a bit in embarrassment, cursing himself silently. Why didn't she like his jokes? Was he not funny enough? Impressing her was difficult, and neither Cheesy nor Microphone knew why he was so persistent. And now, Microphone decided to ask.
“Cheesy, why do you always tell me these puns of yours?  I mean, they're not that funny! Not at all! You know that I'm not fond of them. Why not someone else, is there something special about me? Hey, Cheesy, where are you going?” Microphone asked, watching as Cheesy dashed off before she finished. Had she hurt his feelings? She watched him go, trying to piece together why he'd always insisted upon telling these puns to her.

Cheesy tried to wipe the tears out of his eyes, but to no avail. They blurred his vision, forcing him to stop to catch his breath. He's been told that his jokes were lame before, but never had had it hurt so much as when Microphone said it. And when she mentioned something special about her... she had no idea. How could see? Cheesy wondered if she believed in love at first sight.

Microphone followed Cheesy's path, curious about why he had left so abruptly. He was always so sensitive about his jokes, Microphone thought. She knew that. Maybe she had hurt his feelings?
“Maybe? Of course I did... I need to make up with him.” Microphone whispered to herself, feeling guilty. Cheesy could be anywhere by now, but Microphone kept to the path he was bound to go. Panting, she stopped and took a few breaths, looking about. She had stopped at a tree, where a few typical messages have been scratched into the bark. A few were 'KNIFE', 'MISTAH PHONE', and a heart with C + M carved in the middle. Graffiti was an interesting thing, but Microphone was getting off track. She glanced around the corner, and saw Cheesy crying at the base of a different tree. The shade mad it all look overly dramatic. She hadn't meant to hurt his feelings that badly...
“ARE YOU OK?” Microphone shouted, alerting Cheesy to her presence. Microphone turned her volume off quickly, and walked over to Cheesy. “Err... are you ok?” Microphone asked in a softer voice.
“Y-Yeah, did you like the display? I was showing off some waterworks! Get it? Cuz... It's like fire, but water...” Cheesy's voice was weak, and full of fake happiness. “I can see that you didn't find it funny...”
“N-no, I thought that it was... ok...” Microphone said, looking away from Cheesy. She couldn't bear to look at his eyes at this moment.
“I can tell that you're lying. All I do is try to impress you, but... you must think that I'm a total loser.” He said, blushing. “I wanted to say that... I'm really kinda fondue you.” This caught Microphone's attention. She turned around to face him. His cheeks were a light shade of pink, and he was holding out a flower to her. She extended her arm slowly to take it from him. Their hands brushed together for a fleeting second, but she felt a spark of some sort. Not anything too physical, but she felt something.
“Cheesy... that was way too cheesy, even for you.” Microphone said, blushing. “Cheesy, why do you love me? I mean, I make fun of your puns, I'm loud, and there are plenty of other girls who would be interested in a funny guy like you. A guy like you doesn't deserve a loud mouth...”
Cheesy blinked, and chuckled a bit.
“You believe in love at first sight? Cuz in queso didn't know, I think that you're grate. Pitch-perfect, remember?”
This really touched Microphone. The puns were dumb, cheesy, and yet... She wasn't in love with Cheesy at all, but she decided to please him despite his terrible puns. They were kinda charming. She leaned in and kissed him, and could tell that Cheesy enjoyed every second. Once they broke away, Microphone winked, and left him after a quick message.
“Don't think that I've melted yet, lover boy. You're puns are still silly!” Microphone teased in a loud voice.