Yanagi finished packing. Ever since Yuyan, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Yanagi had been wise.
There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing pushed him, all was talkative. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going in the closet to become a pervy broom.
Just then, there was an excellent knock at the door. Yanagi opened it and stood there fully for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his nose.
When Yanagi came to, Yuyan was holding his foot and looking hungry. "My love," Yuyan said huskily, "I'm sorry for the slow shock. I've been shipwrecked on a retarded island for the last ten years, living like a rabbit into its hole. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my bum in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Yanagi could hardly believe his Yuyan had returned. "I will always love you, bum or no bum. Besides, you can cover it up with a spatula."
They embraced slowly and vowed to never be parted again.
And all was sparkly.