(Co-written with Reogan)
Sodium stared at the gorgeous halogen that was so close he could feel his single valence electron humming--longing to make an octet with her.
Sodium had never seen a more perfect atom of chlorine! Those seven valence electrons, that perfect green coloring... The attraction was immediate, and strong.
As he stared, her gaze met his. "Can I help you?" she asked politely.
"I-I'm sorry," Sodium stammered. "It's just... I couldn't help but feel--"
"Attracted?" she interrupted, then looked down in embarrassment. "I mean, I did, but I certainly can't speak for you--"
"No, no, that's what I was going to say!" he reassured hastily. "I don't think I've ever felt this before. Please," he gulped nervously, "take my valence electron. Let me form a full octet with you."
"Sodium, I wish I could," Chlorine replied miserably, "but I'm no good for anyone. You shouldn't want to form an octet with me."
"But why?" Sodium gasped in anguish. "You're perfect! What could make you so wrong?"
"I'm poisonous, Sodium. I'm no good for anyone."