Let's get things straight: Mackenzie Cole isn't the sharpest crayon in the box. She knows that, her friends know that, anyone who talks to her for more than five minutes know that. But she does pick up on things; it might take her a little longer than usual, but like that one slow ass turtle in that story with the rabbit, she gets there eventually. Kenzie realizing that Stella had a thing about being touched happened about three weeks after moving in, just a couple weeks before she came across another big revelation ([i]the[/i] revelation… you know, the one where her eyes don't work?). After getting rejected every time she offered a hug, and feeling her flinch when she so much as gave her a friendly pat on the back, it just clicked. 

Kenzie misdiagnosed it as germaphobia, or whatever that was called. It made sense—have you seen her room? It was always clean and sparkly. After finding out, Kenzie took the time to wash her hands and use hand sanitizer every time she got close to her flatmate. She would deliberately do it when she was close enough to see, so she had solid proof that she was germless. But even that didn't work. Stella still seemed to have a problem with touching.

It wasn't until she figured out she was blind that she made up another theory: blind -> can't see -> can't see who's touching her -> scared it might be some weirdo. Kenzie thought for sure that if she'd announce it to Stella beforehand, there wouldn't be any problems. But lo and behold, she was wrong. Again. Guilt washed over her as she watched the dark haired girl get flustered after she'd forcibly dragged her to Lucy. 

Shitshitshit. She just face-planted on the floor!

Kenzie was quick to react, hand already outstretched to help her up, but she retracted it as soon as she realized what she was doing. No more touching, she had to remind herself. She was about to apologize when Stella laughed. It was little weird-sounding, but still, she laughed. Kenzie practically melted with relief. So she didn't make her uncomfortable after all. 

Hold up, was she just doing a clown act? Kenzie turned to look at Lucy, who was giggling at Stella's antics, and laughed with her. Stella was a genius! She wasn't really sure what to do to make Lucy not afraid of Stella anymore, but her pretend clumsiness worked like a charm. Lucy even seemed like she was already starting to like Stella. At the very least, it seemed like she was open to letting her play with them.

[b]"Kenzie, Kenzie, let's do something! Let's play!"[/b]

"As you wish," Kenzie replied, bowing theatrically. "So what does the Princess feel like playing today?"