Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[MintCat]

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Icicle X Ash
In some cultures, it is said that a month after a loved one dies, they come back as spirits to talk. The family member[s] need to lay out a trail of lights/candles so that the spirit can find his/her way....

"Icy! Icy, hold on!" A shrill, panicked voice called, "Just hold on, I'll help you!" A scrabbling noise as the owner of the voice, a black and white dog, tried to reach the small pup that was trying so hard to keep holding on to the branch that she was stuck on, hanging over an icy river. A pause. Then a loud wail of sorrow and a cry for help as the pup's frozen paws slipped and fell into the river, landing with a dull thud.
"ICICLE! NO!"

~~~~~A month later~~~~~

Ash woke up early that day, not bothering to comb her black and white fur as she grabbed what little clothes she had, dyed black for the occasion. It's time. She thought, an expression of determination set on her face as she picked up the packet of matches and the basket of blue candles she had prepared the day before, Don't worry, Icy, I'll be there....

Icicle sat, her smooth, delicate face expressionless as she stared at the sun. "Ash..." She breathed, closing her eyes as she heard the thump of pawsteps near the river where she had stood. Then, the face of black fur appeared, ice blue eyes as serious as ever. But the pup didn't move. Rules.... Icy thought, reminding herself, I have to wait.... She curled up, her translucent tail laid over her nose as she fell asleep.

Ash looked up at the sky, watching the sun for a moment before sticking the blue candles on either side of the road that lead to the river. Crunch, crunch, crunch went the snow as she stuck the candles in, biting her lip as she did so. As when noon came, she was almost done with the task. Just a few more, Ash... She thought, breathing on her tattered gloves to keep her paws warm, Think of Icy.... The thought made her happier, and she worked faster and faster until, at last, she came the the river.

Icicle slept, her body still as she laid in the snow, blending in completely. Even in her sleep she dreamed about seeing Ash again, to hear her slightly boyish voice, to see one of her rare smiles. But she had to wait. And wait she did, for the whole day.

Ash shivered, her body cold as she watched the sun set. "Almost... Almost time..." She whispered, her breath making little puffs of cold clouds, "Almost time to see her again...." As the world became dark, she lit the first of the blue candles, ignoring the snow the fell on her and the pain in her paws, tail, ears, and cheeks. Dark circles had appeared under her blue eyes, and her match that she held in her jaws singed her cheek fur. But still she carried on, not stopping during the long journey home.

Should I write more...?

[tinydoodles]

wнen a cloυd вegιnѕ тo cry///wнo wιll dry тнe тearѕ?

~Snickers

[honeydukes]

xXx
"I Hope I grow up to be Just like you!"

Awwwwwww <3

[AquilaFuga]

"I was seen as the freak, the outcast, the weirdo, but
what really struck me was that it took a child to
realise who I really am, and stand against it.

She was, and is, a great friend. Why were people treating her like that?
She didn't deserve it.

Anyone interested in their story?

[dedenne]

Some times it's hard to tell...

If you're predator....

Or prey....

I thought of doing some kind of hunting love triangle? ^^;; Not sure...

[Briony]

Holly _ Scott

Every Christmas, the same routine.
Not that he'd complain about it; he loved spending time with Holly. They were only together for two days a year: Christmas Day and Boxing Day, when Scott travelled up from the city with his parents to see his Grandmother. Holly lived next door, and each year, she wore the same jumper; a thick, woollen, one, with festive patterns woven into its cosy folds.

"I think we'll finish it this year, Scott." Holly looked up with her wide, green eyes and gave him a grin, tucking a curl of emerald behind her ear and sticking another chain to their creation.

Each year, the same routine: that one of creating their masterpiece, the longest, most colourful paper-chain in the world.

"You're probably right." Scott rolled his eyes, waving the gluestick in the air to emphasise his point. "It's got to be long enough. We've been working on it for six years." Holly grinned again; pausing to roll up her sleeves, she handed him the scissors and another few sheets of rainbow card, whilst taking the glue from him as though he were about to do something dangerous with it.
"Get back to work, spoilsport." She teased, poking him with her foot and taking a mince pie from the china plate he'd brought round. His Grandmother made them, knowing as soon as he'd arrived, suitcase in tow, where he'd be heading first. She seemed to know what was going on between him and Holly better than he did.

"Your hair's longer than last year." Holly looked up and gave him a bemused look; why did you say that, idiot? Scott bit his lip - he shouldn't have just blurted that out, it would tell her he'd been staring at her as she worked.
"O-kay." Holly replied slowly, drawing out the last syllable. Then she smiled, pulling her hair back with both hands to keep it out of her way. "I see what you're doing." Scott blinked. What? Does she know that I... like her? Do I like her? "You're trying to get out of work, aren't you?" Holly rolled her eyes excessively and rose, picking up the china plate, and emptying the crumbs into her bin.

"If you wanted to have a break, Scott, you could have just told me, you know," Holly told him with affectionate smile, sitting back down opposite and picking up their paper-chain, glue and a new strip of coloured paper in her hand. "We're friends, aren't we?"

{i think i might continue, i've got something planned for these two for boxing day ^^}

[TigressJaguiar]

xXx
"I Hope I grow up to be Just like you!"

Awwwwwww <3

Thanks.

[lilshocker8]

Holly _ Scott

Cute <3

[micah]

winter winds whisper in their ears
wishing them a weary time
full of wears and tears and watchful hours
and wistfully hoping they don't weep and whine
{an inevitable wish for the tired souls}

[s y n]

redeeki .&. noname

In another life
I would be your girl
Keep all our promises
Be us against the world

Dear ______,
I know that life has been hard for you recently.
It hasn't exactly been a walk in the park for me, either.
Well... I miss you. A lot. Are you coming back sometime soon?
Are you coming back at all? I wouldn't blame you if not.
You're a traveller. A restless adventurer.
You can't remain in one place for too long.
But I'm different. I'm glad where I am. I don't want to leave.
That's why I couldn't come with you.
I'm sorry I didn't give an explanation, but there it is.
I really hope you get this and write back, because
I would really love to hear from you again.
~Red

Soft blue eyes scanned the crumpled paper. Though the pitch-black cloaked creature's face remained emotionless, he was thoughful and lonely on the inside. It was hard without her. It hurt him to be so far away, but he couldn't stay with her. They both knew he couldn't.

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York city?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty

And then he took the white, plumy feather quill in his paw. He moved it over to where a small class bottle of black ink swirled about it. For a moment he paused there, silent, still, and thoughtful. Then he dipped the end into it, pulling it out and examining it. He then brought the quill to the paper, thinking before writing.

Dear Red,
Yeah. It's hard to be here without you by my side.
It's an odd feeling, something I can't describe.
But it hurts, and I want it to end. I really do, but...
We both know that I can't stay with you, in that town.
I need excitement, action. I can't have a quiet life.
That's what you want, though. I just want you to be happy.
Whether you are with me or without me, I don't care.
As long as you're happy, I'm happy. That's just how it works.
Thank you for the explanation.
Even though I had a feeling that was it.
I wish I could be there, but I just can't.
-Noname

Oh, how glad she was to get a reply. He hadn't been replying in forever. Redeeki read the note, glancing down at the bottom of the page. He'd signed it with noname. No, he hadn't signed it without a name, he had signed it with "Noname". Is that what he went by now? He had so many names in the past...

In another life,
I would make you stay
So I wouldn't have to say you were
The one that got away

So, after briefly reading the note over a few times and smiling at some of his word choices and sentences, she picked up her plumy feather quill, dipped it into the swirling black ink, and lifted it over the paper. She thought of a great reply as she did this, before lowering it to the paper and writing.

Dear Noname,
I miss you so dearly.
I want to be with you so badly.
I wish I was with you so much it hurts.
I can't stand it without you.
I can't breathe when you're gone.
I can't sleep when you're away.
It hurts too much to bear.
If I was with you, even for just a day
I know that it would fill this hole in my heart.
I want you, I miss you, I can't be without you.
I need you, I love you, I'm coming to be with you.
-Red