Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[moira]

Noel [f]

Delgato [m]

Today was the day...Today was the day he'd make a move on the girl of his dreams...
His brow drips sweat down in sheer nervousness, as his paws fumble as he writes the words on a small slip of paper.
He attempts to make his handwriting as neat as possible, but it's still wobbly and messy. Sighing, he decides it's the best shot he's got; a large pile of crumpled up paper lies in the corner of his room, most of it missing the wicker trashbin located near the door. It's now or never... He thinks, gritting his teeth and heading out the door...
The girl walks along the sidewalk, iPod blaring, earbuds popped into her ears. She looks up, and notices him walking along the sidewalk in front of her. Blushing, she veers off into some random direction, onto a street she doesn't know. Anything to avoid bumping into him...
He walks up to her front door....It's now or never... he thinks once again, pulling the envelope from his jacket pocket. But...what'll she think? He wonders, re-thinking this. No. He can't back out now. Decisively, he pushes the envelope under the door. It vanishes, along with his second thoughts. The worse thing she can say is, no after all...
She checks to see if the coast is clear...good. It's clear. She briskly trots around the corner, looking left to right frantically as she goes. Panting heavily, she reaches the front door and fumbles for the keys in her pocket. She pulls them out and inserts the key into the doorknob, opening the door with a small click! Trodding in the house, she hangs up her jacket and notices something on the ground...an envelope. Intrigued, she picks it up and opens it.
It reads in slightly messy handwriting that she recognizes at once...
Dear Noel,
Can you come to the park at 6:00 tonight?
Thanks a ton,
Delgato.
Her heart races. He's asked her to go to the park...She wonders what it's for, as her face slowly turns a bright scarlet. Then, her heart soars. He'd asked her to meet him at the park...this could mean a lot of things! Skipping, she jolts upstairs to pick out an outfit...
Later....
He stands on the stage, directing his crew where to place what. His heart thumps an irregular beat, and his mind whirls. Tonight's the night...Tonight's the night... He thinks over and over. Finally, it's set up. Five minutes to six...here we go!
The girl rounds the corner on the way to the park. Hands burrowed in her pockets, she trots to her destination quickly. She doesn't want to be late...Oh, there's the park...Right there...In the distance... She gulps,her heart racing faster and faster each step she takes. Here goes nothing... She thinks, stepping into the park.
Yikes! There she is! He thinks, eyes widening in horror. He instructs the band to start playing...
She looks up to see a band assembled on a stage in the center of the park. A pale green dog stands at the front, microphone in his paws. What is going on? She doesn't know until the beats of a song come to life around her, blaring from the speakers on each side of the stage. Her face burns, as she looks at the dog on stage...it's him.
The band plays a soft tune. Gulping, he hears his cue and begins to sing. He better not mess this one up...She can feel her face burn as the first few notes burst from his mouth. He's singing...just for her... Is this a dream?He watches her reaction carefully. Her face is a bright red, although so is his, he bets. He concentrates on the lyrics, putting every single bit of emotion into his voice. So she can hear how he feels about her.
She watches, blushing and shy at first. But then, she realizes how he likes her and she likes him. What could go wrong now? She slowly begins to lighten up, a small smile forming on her lips. She watches him, blushing slightly. So, he likes her back. This is perfect...Her heart soars.
Watching her reaction, he begins to calm down. He smiles right at her, and hits the last note of the song.
Ten minutes later...She catches up to him, trotting ahead and panting slightly.
"Hey...That..that was amazing." She says breathlessly.
"Thanks," he responds, just as breathless. "I..just wanted to let you know, I like you. A lot." His face is a bright crimson.
"You..You do? I do too..." she responds, blushing even deeper.
"Really?" He responds, eyes brightening.
"Yeah...So, you want to...get together later? We could go out for a movie or something. Whatever you want.." He adds in.
"Yeah! I mean..Yes, that would be great!" She replies happily, smiling broadly.
He smiles back at her. "Great. Meet you tomorrow at seven?"
She nods. "Sure! I'll see you then."
And just to be daring, she kisses him on the cheek once.
"Tonight was awesome." She adds in, before fleeting away.
He could have probably just rewinded that moment forever. Paused it right there and relived it every second. Feeling the spot on his cheek, he smiles and whoops with pleasure. Then, the words of that first song he sang come back to him...
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night
That I will fall for you over again
Don't make me change my mind

Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find


A failish hopeless romantic story because I'm in the mood. X3
Song lyrics are from "Fall for you" by Secondhand Serenade

[quardie]

Part 1
Heaven sat beside her mother in her throne, with many boys surrounding her and saying lovey-dovey stuff to her. Blossom, Heaven's mother, signed new laws and taxes. Heaven got board of watching and hearing the boys, so she flew to her room, and closed the door. She sat on her plush bed, looking out the window over her kingdom. She suddenly saw a figure with wings in the distance. She got a closer look to see what it was. It was another wolf! She narrowed her eyes, and stared at it. The wolf seemed to be getting closer, and closer. She backed away from the window, and flew down the stairs to her Garden. She saw the wolf land on her window seal. She narrowed her eyes as the wolf looked around. "Princess," The wolf called out, his voice smoothe and handsome. Heaven saw that the stranger had a rose in his mouth. Oh great, another guy that loves me. Heaven thought, rolling her eyes. "Heaven, Love of my life, why must you ignore me..?" The male sighed, and left the rose on Heaven's window seal. He flew off into the sunset. Strange...I've never met a guy winged wolf. Heaven thought. She looked at the sunset, and saw the male still flying away. She flew to her window, and picked up the rose. She smiled, her eyes sparkling.

Part 2

Heaven padded to where she last saw the male with the rose in her mouth. She knew her admirer came every sunset, so she would wait for him there. She brushed out her fur, and put on her necklace. She smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Heaven padded to her window, and waited. She saw the winged male appear in the distance. She smiled as he got closer. He landed in her garden this time, right on the bridge. He had another rose in his mouth, and a golden cloak on him. Her eyes sparkled in the evening sun, and she flew down in front of him. "Princess Heaven!" The male exclaimed. "It's nice to see you," He murmured. "I'm Ash of Burning Cole, but call me Ash." He added. Heaven wrapped her tail around her paws neatly. "I heard you a day ago. You left the rose at my window, I saw you. I was here in my garden at the time." Heaven said. "Heh..I brought you another." He murmured, putting the rose in front of her. Heaven smiled, and put the rose behind her ear. "You look beautiful, by the way." Ash said. Heaven blushed. "Thank you," She smiled, licking him. Finally a guy that doesn't constantly say: "Will you go out with me?!" "My dear lady, will you come with me?" Ash asked respectfully. Heaven nodded, and Ash flew off into the sunset with Angel beside him. Her eyes sparkled, and the breeze flew through her fur as she flew gracefully beside Ash. Ash landed beside a beautiful waterfall. Heaven gasped at the beautiful sight. The waterfall was crystal clear and smooth, cherry blossoms sheltered the waterfall, creating a beautiful pink glow. Fireflies flew around, lighting up the dark. Ash had lit candles. "Oh Ash, this is so romantic." Heaven said gently, breathing in the sweet cherry blossom scent. Ash smiled, and flew to her. His nose touch hers. "I love you..." He whispered. "I love you too."

Part 3

Ash and Heaven howled beautiful songs together at night. They talked about their future together. Ash licked Heaven's beautiful face. "Will you be my mate?" Ash asked, putting a cherry blossom ring on her paw. Heaven's eyes widened. She looked up at Ash. She smiled, and licked his lips. "Of course." She replied. Ash held her paw, and kissed her on the lips as if he was human.

[Hobbit]

"...car accident...instantly..."

They say in books that time slows down when you hear bad news.
That the words they say echo in your head, clearly, like the ringing of a bell.
But right now, I only wish time would slow down, that the words would repeat themselves.
Maybe if I heard it again, I would believe it. Maybe if I had the time, I'd realize you were gone.

{eh, just a mix of fact and fiction. A sort of, what if he was in that car crash type thing..crit on writing please?}

[Lennie]

| | | |
lyrica {f} --------------------------------------------------- {m} pauper

a classic twist,
a princess and a pauper.
yet this time, one loves another,
but s-o-c-i-a-l status keeps them apart.
it's a shame that life isn't a f . a . i . r . y . t . a . l . e

; | part one | ;
"Will you wipe that ridiculous smile off of your face?"
The voice shattered his dream, like a looking glass mirror
shattering before him with the toss of a mere stone.
"Now, if you are quite done with your daydreaming,
you're done for the day. Now, fo a change, would you mind
going home instead of spending you're evening here?"
Heaving a sigh, Pauper put aside the hammer, moved away
from the anvil, and walked out of the shop, not looking back.
He walked to the park, though calling it a park was a poor
statement. It was an area of a clearing, where childrens played
in a clear creek that ran beside it. Standing beside the creek,
he smiled softly, picking a single red rose from the bush beside,
dropping it gently into the creek, watching it flow away.
Yet, the flow was stopped subtly, as a hand reached into the
clear creek, taking the rose from the water and caressing
the petals in her hands.
--
The rose was gorgeous, a simplistic red with delicate petals
that seemed to glow in a gentle, unique manner.
"I hope you will not mind if I take this. It is lovely,
and I must admit, I feel as though it has sullen reasoning behind it.
Is this true... Pauper, correct?" She smiled softly, glancing back
at the young man, who revealed a faint blush in his cheeks,
which she knew that she matched on her own.
"I apologize if I am being to rash, but I couldn't help but
wonder what it was that you were thinking about."
The young man stuttered a note, and calmed after a moment by
the Princess' smile, he was soon grinning as well, confidence entering his voice.
"If I may be so bold, I was actually thinking about having met you."
For possibly the first time, a soft giggle erupted from the young princess,
and she smiled brightly, tilting her head just a note, watching him with her
olive green eyes.
--
With a slightly concerned tone, Pauper smiled a note before questioning
the Princess as kindly as he could. "If I may ask, why are you wandering the village
on your own at such a time? I thought that royalty was to be inside by this time..."
The young girl laughed lightly, shaking her head in response. "To be honest,
I fled my home. And I hope to never be found. Well, at least not by the guards."
A note awed, the man glanced back at the castle in the distance.
"Well then, would you care to join me in an evening bite? I know a rather remote place,
where you can stay hidden, I suppose if that is what you wish."
Smiling, the girl nodded a note before following the young man as he led her to his home,
though to call it such was a poor statement, considering the fact that it was an old shack,
falling down at the sides. The ceilings were of cloth, but all that mattered to him was
the fact that it protected him at his times of need, and was in an area that few knew about.
Yet, it was those few that would count.

{I'm probably going to continue this tonight.
Questions, comments, concerns? :3}

[omori]

"...car accident...instantly..."

They say in books that time slows down when you hear bad news.
That the words they say echo in your head, clearly, like the ringing of a bell.
But right now, I only wish time would slow down, that the words would repeat themselves.
Maybe if I heard it again, I would believe it. Maybe if I had the time, I'd realize you were gone.

{eh, just a mix of fact and fiction. A sort of, what if he was in that car crash type thing..crit on writing please?}

I really like this. It's very sad, but the writing is really beautiful. You chose a nice, simplistic approach, but it's still able to give me that "Oh my gosh... That's so tragic..." kind of feeling. Something I'd be able to read a lot of times and still feel the intended emotion when I'm done. ^^

[Noctyrn]

| | | |
lyrica {f} --------------------------------------------------- {m} pauper

a classic twist,
a princess and a pauper.
yet this time, one loves another,
but s-o-c-i-a-l status keeps them apart.
it's a shame that life isn't a f . a . i . r . y . t . a . l . e

; | part one | ;
"Will you wipe that ridiculous smile off of your face?"
The voice shattered his dream, like a looking glass mirror
shattering before him with the toss of a mere stone.
"Now, if you are quite done with your daydreaming,
you're done for the day. Now, fo a change, would you mind
going home instead of spending you're evening here?"
Heaving a sigh, Pauper put aside the hammer, moved away
from the anvil, and walked out of the shop, not looking back.
He walked to the park, though calling it a park was a poor
statement. It was an area of a clearing, where childrens played
in a clear creek that ran beside it. Standing beside the creek,
he smiled softly, picking a single red rose from the bush beside,
dropping it gently into the creek, watching it flow away.
Yet, the flow was stopped subtly, as a hand reached into the
clear creek, taking the rose from the water and caressing
the petals in her hands.
--
The rose was gorgeous, a simplistic red with delicate petals
that seemed to glow in a gentle, unique manner.
"I hope you will not mind if I take this. It is lovely,
and I must admit, I feel as though it has sullen reasoning behind it.
Is this true... Pauper, correct?" She smiled softly, glancing back
at the young man, who revealed a faint blush in his cheeks,
which she knew that she matched on her own.
"I apologize if I am being to rash, but I couldn't help but
wonder what it was that you were thinking about."
The young man stuttered a note, and calmed after a moment by
the Princess' smile, he was soon grinning as well, confidence entering his voice.
"If I may be so bold, I was actually thinking about having met you."
For possibly the first time, a soft giggle erupted from the young princess,
and she smiled brightly, tilting her head just a note, watching him with her
olive green eyes.
--
With a slightly concerned tone, Pauper smiled a note before questioning
the Princess as kindly as he could. "If I may ask, why are you wandering the village
on your own at such a time? I thought that royalty was to be inside by this time..."
The young girl laughed lightly, shaking her head in response. "To be honest,
I fled my home. And I hope to never be found. Well, at least not by the guards."
A note awed, the man glanced back at the castle in the distance.
"Well then, would you care to join me in an evening bite? I know a rather remote place,
where you can stay hidden, I suppose if that is what you wish."
Smiling, the girl nodded a note before following the young man as he led her to his home,
though to call it such was a poor statement, considering the fact that it was an old shack,
falling down at the sides. The ceilings were of cloth, but all that mattered to him was
the fact that it protected him at his times of need, and was in an area that few knew about.
Yet, it was those few that would count.

{I'm probably going to continue this tonight.
Questions, comments, concerns? :3}

Oh my goodness, its so wonderful!!! <3333

[Milkyway0353]

"...car accident...instantly..."

They say in books that time slows down when you hear bad news.
That the words they say echo in your head, clearly, like the ringing of a bell.
But right now, I only wish time would slow down, that the words would repeat themselves.
Maybe if I heard it again, I would believe it. Maybe if I had the time, I'd realize you were gone.

{eh, just a mix of fact and fiction. A sort of, what if he was in that car crash type thing..crit on writing please?}

I really like this. It's very sad, but the writing is really beautiful. You chose a nice, simplistic approach, but it's still able to give me that "Oh my gosh... That's so tragic..." kind of feeling. Something I'd be able to read a lot of times and still feel the intended emotion when I'm done. ^^

I second this (: You can really feel the emotion put into this, and touching

[nostalgiatech]

This is kind of a half-devoted story, so sorry if it isn't that good.

Pet's name: Jys
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Pet's name: Icyulum
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p.s the characters in this story are anthros.

His fingers danced across the keys, a pure and strong sound coming out of each one. Indeed, he needed an intense amount of concentration, but he had played this song so many times that he could memorize it backwards. This once graceful song was now played to death, he thought, and finished it with a strong ending.
"That was wonderful, Icyulum! That was a splendid job playing the Joker's Final Words To The King. Even the most talented pianist in the country couldn't play it that well." his aunt said to him, and immediately started boasting to her friends about it. The enormous crowd that had come to visit him play that day were whispering and taking pictures of him. This happened all the time. He was always praised by his talent, but quite frankly he didn't care. He would be grateful if he could get some useful constructive criticism once in a while, but everyone around him seemed to think he was perfect at this or something. He sighed and stepped away from the grand piano, and got a drink of water.
After a while, everyone left, only leaving himself in the music room. He grinned, and decided to play the Joker's Final Words To The King once again, for one last time before he quit playing the piano.
After he finished the piece, he heard someone clap.
"Bravo, Mister pianist. That's quite a song you just played there." the voice said.
He stepped forward. "Who's there?"
"Relax, i'm just someone who likes listening to music." the voice said, and someone stepped out of the shadows. It was a young, but a tall female girl. She wore the strangest clothing- like a clown, but somewhat graceful. And to top it off, she had a mask on-a Joker's mask. She grinned and laughed.
He, Icyulum, frowned.
"I do appreciate your praise, but i'm getting tired of playing for people, so before you go boasting to your friends-"
"Boast?" the joker-girl laughed, "Why would i boast about a song that is played so poorly? You're getting cocky, boy." she said. Icyulum looked surprised, but then smiled.
"i think that was the best thing said to me all day. Care to tell me why my song was played so poorly?"he asked, grinning.
"Not enough feeling to the song. You don't feel like you enjoy it. Not when all the people you play the song for only like you for their own benefits."the girl said. Icyulum nodded. "Also, i have a general hatred for the Joker's Final Words To The King. It reminds me of my final words to the king." the girl said, and looked at her shoes.
Although Icyulum didn't get what the girl siad, he shrugged. "Well, thanks for the critisism. I'll be sure to remember that when next playing a song. What's your name by the way?"
The girl look back up and laughed wildly. "Jys. And yours?"
"Icyulum"
"Well, be sure to have perfected a song next time i come here, because next time you'll be playing for me." Jys said and swiftly ran out of the music room.

[Noctyrn]

This is kind of a half-devoted story, so sorry if it isn't that good.

Pet's name: Jys
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

Pet's name: Icyulum
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

p.s the characters in this story are anthros.

His fingers danced across the keys, a pure and strong sound coming out of each one. Indeed, he needed an intense amount of concentration, but he had played this song so many times that he could memorize it backwards. This once graceful song was now played to death, he thought, and finished it with a strong ending.
"That was wonderful, Icyulum! That was a splendid job playing the Joker's Final Words To The King. Even the most talented pianist in the country couldn't play it that well." his aunt said to him, and immediately started boasting to her friends about it. The enormous crowd that had come to visit him play that day were whispering and taking pictures of him. This happened all the time. He was always praised by his talent, but quite frankly he didn't care. He would be grateful if he could get some useful constructive criticism once in a while, but everyone around him seemed to think he was perfect at this or something. He sighed and stepped away from the grand piano, and got a drink of water.
After a while, everyone left, only leaving himself in the music room. He grinned, and decided to play the Joker's Final Words To The King once again, for one last time before he quit playing the piano.
After he finished the piece, he heard someone clap.
"Bravo, Mister pianist. That's quite a song you just played there." the voice said.
He stepped forward. "Who's there?"
"Relax, i'm just someone who likes listening to music." the voice said, and someone stepped out of the shadows. It was a young, but a tall female girl. She wore the strangest clothing- like a clown, but somewhat graceful. And to top it off, she had a mask on-a Joker's mask. She grinned and laughed.
He, Icyulum, frowned.
"I do appreciate your praise, but i'm getting tired of playing for people, so before you go boasting to your friends-"
"Boast?" the joker-girl laughed, "Why would i boast about a song that is played so poorly? You're getting cocky, boy." she said. Icyulum looked surprised, but then smiled.
"i think that was the best thing said to me all day. Care to tell me why my song was played so poorly?"he asked, grinning.
"Not enough feeling to the song. You don't feel like you enjoy it. Not when all the people you play the song for only like you for their own benefits."the girl said. Icyulum nodded. "Also, i have a general hatred for the Joker's Final Words To The King. It reminds me of my final words to the king." the girl said, and looked at her shoes.
Although Icyulum didn't get what the girl siad, he shrugged. "Well, thanks for the critisism. I'll be sure to remember that when next playing a song. What's your name by the way?"
The girl look back up and laughed wildly. "Jys. And yours?"
"Icyulum"
"Well, be sure to have perfected a song next time i come here, because next time you'll be playing for me." Jys said and swiftly ran out of the music room.

Aw very nice, I like that!

[nostalgiatech]

This is kind of a half-devoted story, so sorry if it isn't that good.

Pet's name: Jys
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

Pet's name: Icyulum
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

p.s the characters in this story are anthros.

His fingers danced across the keys, a pure and strong sound coming out of each one. Indeed, he needed an intense amount of concentration, but he had played this song so many times that he could memorize it backwards. This once graceful song was now played to death, he thought, and finished it with a strong ending.
"That was wonderful, Icyulum! That was a splendid job playing the Joker's Final Words To The King. Even the most talented pianist in the country couldn't play it that well." his aunt said to him, and immediately started boasting to her friends about it. The enormous crowd that had come to visit him play that day were whispering and taking pictures of him. This happened all the time. He was always praised by his talent, but quite frankly he didn't care. He would be grateful if he could get some useful constructive criticism once in a while, but everyone around him seemed to think he was perfect at this or something. He sighed and stepped away from the grand piano, and got a drink of water.
After a while, everyone left, only leaving himself in the music room. He grinned, and decided to play the Joker's Final Words To The King once again, for one last time before he quit playing the piano.
After he finished the piece, he heard someone clap.
"Bravo, Mister pianist. That's quite a song you just played there." the voice said.
He stepped forward. "Who's there?"
"Relax, i'm just someone who likes listening to music." the voice said, and someone stepped out of the shadows. It was a young, but a tall female girl. She wore the strangest clothing- like a clown, but somewhat graceful. And to top it off, she had a mask on-a Joker's mask. She grinned and laughed.
He, Icyulum, frowned.
"I do appreciate your praise, but i'm getting tired of playing for people, so before you go boasting to your friends-"
"Boast?" the joker-girl laughed, "Why would i boast about a song that is played so poorly? You're getting cocky, boy." she said. Icyulum looked surprised, but then smiled.
"i think that was the best thing said to me all day. Care to tell me why my song was played so poorly?"he asked, grinning.
"Not enough feeling to the song. You don't feel like you enjoy it. Not when all the people you play the song for only like you for their own benefits."the girl said. Icyulum nodded. "Also, i have a general hatred for the Joker's Final Words To The King. It reminds me of my final words to the king." the girl said, and looked at her shoes.
Although Icyulum didn't get what the girl siad, he shrugged. "Well, thanks for the critisism. I'll be sure to remember that when next playing a song. What's your name by the way?"
The girl look back up and laughed wildly. "Jys. And yours?"
"Icyulum"
"Well, be sure to have perfected a song next time i come here, because next time you'll be playing for me." Jys said and swiftly ran out of the music room.

Aw very nice, I like that!

Thanks.