[Sharkie.]

Prompt #6

Alone on Valentine's day, Harper is just binge watching as much Netflix as she can and eating the chocolate she bought for herself.

[lovestruck]

writing: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Write about what your kalons are up to!

Daneia( she's number 411) woke up, stretching. Kalontines day!FInally! She knew she would have lots of visitors today. Daneia leapt out of bed, and rushed downstairs, to her bakery, flipping the sign to open. She rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes, and grabbed a romance novel and a mug of coffee, sitting down behind her many stands of goodies and treats. As she read the book, her eyes began to droop, and the words blurred. Soon,she was asleep.

When the poor kalon woke up,many if her shelves were pushed over, and treats eaten! SHe gasped, it must have been a robber! Daniea searched the store, scared, and shaking. SHe soon found the culprit. A small cocker spaniel with a red ribbon around his neck. A small heart charm dangled from it, labeled- To Daneia. She giggled, picking up the puppy in her arms. SOmebody must have dropped him off while she was sleeping, and he had gotten into the baked goods. She wiped a smear of pink icing from his white fur, and smiled, whispering, "Best Valentine's Day ever!"

[Cynderheart]

writing: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Write about what your kalons are up to!


Xerxes sighed, flopping his form down onto his couch, groaning. Sparkles and glitter adorned his fur, thanks to yesterday's attempts to make something with Amorette, and he hadn't had time to wash. He was too exhausted to really do anything, if he wer honest. The fear of Andreas' rejection kind of scared him, hence why he didn't do much today. He rolled from the couch, however, stretching and shaking out his fur. He moved to the kitchen, wondering if there were any cookies left. Happily, he found some and returned to his living room, nomming a cookie as he sat in his favourite chair, eyes glued to the TV and the news about Kalontine's Day.

[SunnyStreets]

Day six

art prompt;;


Poor Robin only has the birds for his Kalontine

writing prompt;;
using Juniper at age 9
I sighed. Everyone else had gone out, leaving me alone. On Kalontine's day, when everybody went home to their family.

Except me. Because I didn't have any family. I squeezed my eyes up tight and turned to the wall. Why did it always have to be like this? Every holiday, when everyone else went home, I was left here. Alone. It wasn't fair.

Then I blinked. I was sure I'd heard someone talk! "Hello," it has said - or squawked. "Hello."

My eyes blurry, I looked about. A crow was sitting on the bed post. "Hello," it cawed again. "How d'you do?"

"V-very well, thank you." What was happening? I couldn't talk to crows! but - I was.

"Make a wish," it crowed. "Make a wish."

This couldn't be happening. But I closed my eyes up tight and said, "I - I wish for - for a friend!"

"You got your wish, you got your wish. I am your friend, I am your friend." It walked forwards and stood on my head. I smiled, happy at last.

What a great Kalontine's day!

[Reiji]

writing: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Write about what your kalons are up to!

Lee took a deep breath and stretched his back, popping a few bones as he does so. It's Valentine's day and he has seen a few kids talking about it, about how gross it is, how awkward it is, some even pretend they were dating and they even made cards for their carers- it was sweet. Quiet literally, as some of them even made chocolate together yesterday and gave it alongside the cards that has cheesy puns and pick-up lines written and decorated with hand-made drawing. Lee was going to take the day off today but he decided to volunteer instead- then it hits him; he'll tell the story of Saint Valentine to the orphans and spend time with them while he's at it. Many had not even bothered to know about the origin or forgets it, so what's better than to teach kids what it really means? He gathered the ones that are willing to listen and started, making sure to leave out the cruel details and tried to keep it as child-friendly as possible. Even the old ones was listening, and they don't usually like storytimes.

"Then, jailman's blind daughter could finally see after Saint Valentine spoke his prayer, giving faith to the jailor and many others upon hearing the story. When Saint Valentine was executed, he had sent the girl a note, signed, "from your Valentine."" Lee ended the story, gaining 'ooo' from most of the kids. They were probably expecting something lovey-dovey behind the date, but alas it's far from that. Kids asked questions and some even said they opinions on the story, all of them made Lee smiled at how playful they are. It made him happy and warm inside.

Later in the evening when it was raining and almost dark, when he was about to set home, a girl that he recognizes as one of the audiences earlier approached him. Iris was her name and he knows for a fact that she's a shy girl, probably because of her disability; she's blind. "Lee?" Iris' voice is hushed and is almost a whisper, she doesn't speak much. She's wearing clothes that Lee had sorted from donations of others a few days ago, it really matches her. "Hey there, Iris." Lee's tone is excited, but he was tired from all the work. He doesn't want anyone to know it, even if Iris can't see him. He kneeled down and held Iris' cold hands. "That story you told earlier, do you..." She's stuttering a lot, but tried her best to make sure that her voice stayed calm. "Do you think that could happen to me aswell?" Lee smiled, and was about to answer the question when Iris gripped his hand tighty. "Tell me the truth, not the lies that others keep telling me to make me feel better." She was about to cry at the last words, as if she had lose hope. Upon hearing this, Lee's grip of her hands was a little bit loose as he takes a deep sigh. "There's a chance, I know a surgery method but it cost a lot of money." Lee's voice was serious but he tried his best to say it in a calm, reassuring manner. When Lee says it, Iris' expression changed to what can only be described as... sadness. "But that still means there's still a chance...?" She lighted up, as if trying her own best to be positive. Lee nodded with a smile, but then noticed how dumb that is and replied with an excited 'Yes!' and hugged her for a few seconds. "When I get adopted, I'll study hard and make lots of money! Then I'll get that surgery, can I?" She added, stuttering, excited and at the same time does it all in a low, hushed voice. "Of course, I'm sure you'll succeed! You're a smart girl." Lee replied, happy to see that she's at her best. "That's great, let's get some ice cream!" Iris dragged Lee across the building to the kitchen ...Maybe that was her intention all along.

Spooning ice cream into her mouth, Iris stutters a few words from time to time, as if she wants to ask a question but is also hesitating. After a big mouthful of ice cream and the bowl half-eaten, she spoke up her mind. "All adults have their own Valentine today, why don't you?" She bluntly ask in a curious tone. She is a child. "Well, I don't really have anyone to spend the day with." Lee laughed awkwardly, eating his own spoonful of vanilla ice cream. "Why don't you? You're a nice person and you have a calming voice." Iris asked, licking her spoon greedily. "Well, I haven't found my other half yet." Lee replied, coughing, not used to eating cold treats but enjoys them nonetheless. "But it's alright. You don't need someone else to be happy, and I'm pretty happy right now." Lee's voice is a bit hoarse, that rhymed. "Relationships are scary anyway. You either end up marrying the person or... breaking up with them." Lee commented, sighing a bit as well. "It's that complicated, huh?" Iris voiced her concern, which Lee only replied with a chuckle. "Far more complicated than that. Now finish up, Marcel is going to be mad at us if he finds out."

[**Snowwhisper**]

art: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Draw what your kalons are up to!


Truffle is just gonna relax and kick back and enjoy the day listening to music!


writing: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Write about what your kalons are up to!
Truffle sighed as she finally plopped down on the couch, dropping her bags by the door and sank into the plush couch. She had been at work all day, suffering the valentines day fever that seemed to infect everyone. And she was tired, she just wanted to relax. She kicked off her shoes and got up all the couch, ignoring the bags by her door and stepping into the kitchen. She hummed to herself for a moment, before grabbing a wine glass and grabbing the bottle of Sparkling apple cider, and pouring herself a glass before returning to the living room with said glass and bottle in hand. As she set both on the end table and went to the record player. After picking a record to isten to, she put it on before smiling to herself as the smooth jazz filled the room. Sighing in contentment, she went back to her spot on the couch and relaxed into the cushions, thankful the day was over and now she could relax.

[vvitch]

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[SticksAndStones]

day six
art: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Draw what your kalons are up to!

'Relax", that's what Kairos is actually doing right now. Like, he's laying like that for the whole Valentines. He's waiting for someone? - No, he just tries to look hot, better don't disturb.

[recherché.]

art: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Draw what your kalons are up to!

writing: It's finally Kalontine's Day! All your hard work has paid off. Now time to relax. Write about what your kalons are up to!

After a whole bunch of setting up for Kalontines day, all five of them happen to pass out in their bed when they promise themselves that they wouldn't while their Kalontines Day party. Only Vicktor had kept that promise but he's still attempting to cuddle his family, even if he is wide awake and under the covers. completely.

- Kaori

[Birdy]

Writing Prompt Day 6

Emery sighed, wiping the last bit of strawberry frosting from her muzzle. Her blue eyes scanned the room until they rested at the sight of her daughter Avery nestled up with her cousin, Arwyn. Their small bodies were snuggled up by the dying fire, stomachs rising and falling as they breathed deeply with sleep.

Emery couldn't help but smile at the sight; the two had had an eventful day, to say the least. They had earned their rest. With light steps, Emery silently walked up to the two kits, gently placing a blanket over them. Though it was the heart of February, a winter breeze still haunted the night.

Emery paused to look back at the kitchen, which still needed to be cleaned. For now, it was a visual timeline of their events that day. Frosting and batter smudged the walls, and the floor was blanketed with sprinkles and flour. A few eggs still lay cracked at the sink, the golden yolk dripping from the not-so-neatly cracked shells. Tiny paw prints made of chocolate syrup dotted the floor, zigzagging in almost impossible ways. Emery let out another sigh, but a smile still tugged at her lips; it was a mess, certainly, but it was also a memory.

It took a total of 2 hours and 3 trash bags to completely clean the kitchen. Emery tossed her sponge into the sink, which was filled with a now pink-stained water. The kitchen was now spotless, all signs of their day having disappeared before her eyes. In a way, it was sad; though looking after the two kits was a handful, she had enjoyed baking with them. She saw in them what her mother had seen in her and her [url=http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=103&t=3172345#p102881776]sister[/ur]. Smart and strong, with a touch of adventure. These years with them were precious, and while Emery loved to watch them grow, she was beginning to realize just how big they were getting.

A sound behind her made Emery snap to attention. She was met with two, sky-blue eyes that were clouded with sleep.

"Mommy?" the kit said groggily. "Can I have a cupcake?"

Emery smiled down at her daughter. She grabbed two cupcakes from the tray and handed it to the kit, who accepted it with a yawn.

"We can each have just one more," Emery cooed. "And then it's time for bed."

Emery realized that her memories with her daughter and niece were not yet over- for every day spent with them, there was another morning to look forward to. And she was proud of how they'd grown; two balls of fur were now becoming more independent each day, and it was something she could take pride in. Besides- it would be a while before they stopped asking her to bake with them.

Art Prompt Day 6