Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[catplushie]

(This is part 3. Parts 1 and 2 are on the previous page.)

Dots>><<Blu
That night, I layed in my bed remembering what happened during the day. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I knew that I liked Blu. I wondered if he noticed. He was really nice, and pretty cute too. This whole mix up of feelings is the caterpillar's fault. Stupid fuzzy worm. I'm kind of excited to go hang out at the park with Blu tomorrow. I wonder if anyone from school will be there. If they are, will they tell everyone that Blue and I are dating? I hope not. Because, we aren't. We're just friends, right? I just wish that this was simpler. I mean, Blu is really cute and nice and if I think back to the beginning of school, I remember that he always stared at me. Does he like me too? I just wish this wasn't so confusing. I want to text him really bad but I don't know what to say. It is really late. Maybe he's sleeping... I was deep in thought when my phone went off. I picked it up and read the screen. "1 new message from: Blu". I took a deep breath and opened the message.
hey dot. its blu. im sure you knew that but whatever lol. are we still going to study at the park tomorrow?
I smiled and started to type back.
I had no idea it was you, Blu!! I thought it was Chuck Norris! And yeah, we can still go to the park tomorrow if you want to.
We stayed up texting for a while, but I think I finally fell asleep.

That night, when I got home, I found out that my brother and older sister were fighting, so my entire family had shut themselves in their rooms. I decided it was safest to do the same. I played some video games and had some snacks out of my super-secret stash that no one knows about. After a while, I got pretty bored. I picked up my phone with the idea of texting one of my friends, but while scrolling through my contacts, I stopped by Dot's name. I was surprised she actually texted me back. We talked till maybe 1 a.m.. But, I think she fell asleep because she never texted back. I think my brother and sister stopped fighting. Now we have to spend all day cleaning up the mess they made. I wonder what they were fighting about this time...
Whoa. I think I fell asleep. Its already noon. I reached over for my phone, but instead I accidentally punched my little sister. "Ow! You big meanie! What'd you do that for?!" She yelled. "Why are you in my room?" I asked, sitting up in bed. "Mom told me to come wake you up, you big dingus." She said and skipped out the door. I looked for my phone, but I couldn't find it. I searched my room before my sister popped her head back in the door. "Who's Dot? Is she your giiiiiiirlfrienddd??" She asked. "Hey! Gimme my phone back!" I charged after her. I finally tackled her in the front lawn and read the message from Dot.
Should we meet at the park at 2? Or 2:30. I know you like to sleep in lol
I looked at my watch. 1:15. I told her I could meet her there at two. I went back inside and ate some breakfast and started to get ready.

I told my mom I was going to go study at the park with my assigned partner. I didn't tell her that my partner was a boy. I combed my hair, and grabbed my backpack. "See you later mom! I love you!" I yelled as I walked out the front door. I was about halfway to the park when it started to rain. I pulled my sweatshirt on. By the time I got to the park, it was pouring. I went and stood under a tree to wait for Blu. He finally rode up on his bike. "Sorry I took so long, there was a... complication wig the toaster." He said. "Well, looks like the park was a bad idea. What now?" I asked. He thought for a second. "I know! We can go to the library!" "But, the librarian said we couldn't come back until next week." I said. "Well, we could go to... um... I don't know... oh wait! We can go to that little coffee place. The one that just opened. I heard its pretty cool."" He shrugged. "As long as its out of the rain," I said. We started walking to the coffee shop place. Luckily, Blu had an umbrella in his backpack. We walked through the pouring rain until we got to the coffee shop. He held the door open for me. "Ladies first?" I punched him in the arm and we walked in together.

I was hoping that we would just quietly study at the park. I did t mean for this to turn into another "date". I regretted suggestiong the coffee place because as soon as we walked in, the lady at the counter turned around to the people who made the coffee and yelled,"we need two coffees for the young lovebirds!!" Then she turned to us and winked. Dot blushed and my face felt hot. I looked at Dot helplessly. We got our free coffees, but we didn't drink them. I bated coffee and Dot's mom didn't let her drink it because "a 14 year old girl doesn't need coffee". The entire tome we studied, it was pretty awkward. I don't know why, but it was like Dot had built some invisible wall around herself to shut people out. Specificallyy, me. The time we spent at the coffee shop seemed to last an eternity. I was sitting there, trying to stay focused on my book. But, I was really wondering if I did something wrong. Because, I didn't want Dot to hats me I really liked her. I didn't want to ruin the chances of her maybe being... no, that wont happen. Wy
Hy am I thinking like this? Stupid brain. But, my brain wont stop with this thought. The more I try NOT to think about it, the more I end up thinking about it. I just wish that my teacher never paired Dot and I up. When he said that she was going to be my partner, I started to hope that maybe, just maybe, I would be able to tell her how I felt. And that maybe, no matter how much I didn't want to think about it, she would be my girlfriend... I tried to out that thought aside. It was like I was at war with myself. A tiny war raging in the depths of my mind. I was in the middle of my mind war when Dot stood up. "My mom is here, I have to go." She said and walked out the door, letting in a small gust of wind. I watched her walk through the rain and hop into her mom's car. Then they drove off.

should I keep going?

[micah]

giggle, you're such a writing inspiration :'3
hopefully someday my writing skills will be as professional as yours. |D

- satellite.

Oh, my! I'm... Extremely flattered that you'd think of me as an inspiration- or that my writing was professional! Thank you very much! ;///;
Yet- at the same time- I read your story and I am impressed by the professionalism. Especially the line "...putting depth in her seemingly transparent figure"- it's lovely and paints quite a picture, you know?

that was amazing, I cried a bit :')

Ah! Thank you very very much and I can't believe I evoked such emotion in you;;;

[Zeee]

giggle, you're such a writing inspiration :'3
hopefully someday my writing skills will be as professional as yours. |D

- satellite.

Oh, my! I'm... Extremely flattered that you'd think of me as an inspiration- or that my writing was professional! Thank you very much! ;///;
Yet- at the same time- I read your story and I am impressed by the professionalism. Especially the line "...putting depth in her seemingly transparent figure"- it's lovely and paints quite a picture, you know?

|D i tried to be very fancy-wordish on that line.
hopefully i'll be able to write more things that paint this picture you're speaking of.
:3

[Parachutes]

Once upon a time, there was a goldfish of grey. He spent his days in a lonely tank, gazing upon his reflection in the murky, filth-glazed glass.

The goldfish stared blankly at the hazy grey reflection, turning back and forth in an attempt to find at least a speck of colour, but he found none.
“I’m ugly” he thought, and with the swish of his tail, he turned and darted away.

One day, he awoke to something different. He gazed out across the length of the tank, trying to see through the mist. The water rippled gently, something was moving at the other end of the tank.

Slowly and cautiously, he swam along the edge of the glass, until he saw it. Another goldfish, with scales of bright yellow and brilliant gold, gleaming silver in the light. He froze in shock as the fish approached him, gazing at her shimmering scales. His eyes widened as he saw his face shining back at him in her scales, reflected in metallic greens and blues. He was filled with joy.
The little grey goldfish found his beauty in hers, and no longer did he feel ugly. He grew to love his new companion, and eventually, he grew to love himself.

[cswolf.]

Once upon a time, there was a goldfish of grey. He spent his days in a lonely tank, gazing upon his reflection in the murky, filth-glazed glass.

The goldfish stared blankly at the hazy grey reflection, turning back and forth in an attempt to find at least a speck of colour, but he found none.
“I’m ugly” he thought, and with the swish of his tail, he turned and darted away.

One day, he awoke to something different. He gazed out across the length of the tank, trying to see through the mist. The water rippled gently, something was moving at the other end of the tank.

Slowly and cautiously, he swam along the edge of the glass, until he saw it. Another goldfish, with scales of bright yellow and brilliant gold, gleaming silver in the light. He froze in shock as the fish approached him, gazing at her shimmering scales. His eyes widened as he saw his face shining back at him in her scales, reflected in metallic greens and blues. He was filled with joy.
The little grey goldfish found his beauty in hers, and no longer did he feel ugly. He grew to love his new companion, and eventually, he grew to love himself.

So simple,Yet so lovely :3

[Koschei]

Sadie [♀] && Blake [♂]
Story?

Yes please! c:

[Parachutes]

Once upon a time, there was a goldfish of grey. He spent his days in a lonely tank, gazing upon his reflection in the murky, filth-glazed glass.

The goldfish stared blankly at the hazy grey reflection, turning back and forth in an attempt to find at least a speck of colour, but he found none.
“I’m ugly” he thought, and with the swish of his tail, he turned and darted away.

One day, he awoke to something different. He gazed out across the length of the tank, trying to see through the mist. The water rippled gently, something was moving at the other end of the tank.

Slowly and cautiously, he swam along the edge of the glass, until he saw it. Another goldfish, with scales of bright yellow and brilliant gold, gleaming silver in the light. He froze in shock as the fish approached him, gazing at her shimmering scales. His eyes widened as he saw his face shining back at him in her scales, reflected in metallic greens and blues. He was filled with joy.
The little grey goldfish found his beauty in hers, and no longer did he feel ugly. He grew to love his new companion, and eventually, he grew to love himself.

So simple,Yet so lovely :3

Thank you. ^^

[cass.]

all of our b r i d g e s burned down~

[Briony]

By the time Kaylee had arrived, it was a second too late.
He'd called her a matter of minutes before, requesting a hand to keep his new invention stabilized; as she always did, she responded with a loyal 'I'll be right there', as a best friend of fifteen years should. And she was; but just a second too late.

"Jack? Are you in here?" Kaylee pushed opened the squealing doors of the garage; the soft sound of her voice echoed around the empty hall, the soft, lilting tones not disguising her worry. Her voice, in the silent, veiled blackness, sounded as swift and jolting as a klaxon.
"Kaylee..." Jack's voice sounded broken with regret and misery. "Kay...lee..."
"Oh, Jack." Kaylee picked up the skirts of her nightgown and hurried over, careful to avoid the steaming shards of glass the littered the floor perilously. She skipped over on her toes, agonized and afraid. "Oh, Jack. I'm so sorry."

For, where Jack sat, lay the remnants of what must have been his latest project. Kaylee kept her tone carefully apologetic, and sad: though by the looks of the dangerous knives, the axe blades and the red wires, his invention had not been one for cutting wedding cakes. Although it was unlike Jack to create weaponry, his business was failing and money was low. Kaylee was sharing as much of her allowance with him as she could; but still, it was not enough for them both.
"She was going to be perfect." Jack croaked brokenly; Kaylee knelt next to him and laid a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry, Jack." Kaylee apologized again, dropping her hand to his and letting her head fall onto his shoulder. "Really. If only I'd gotten here quicker."

As soon as it was out of her mouth, Kaylee regretted what she'd said. Jack had a notoriously bad temper, and a habit of pushing the blame off of himself, and pinning it on another: that person often being his best - and only - friend, Kaylee. Kaylee felt his shoulder stiffen, and her eyes closed, braced for impact.
"Yes, yes! If you'd been here sooner, then everything would have been okay!" Jack pushed her head off his shoulder roughly; Kaylee skirted a mound of springs and backed away, looking wounded.
"Jack, I did as much -" She started; but Jack shook his head and clapped his hand over his ears; his bright, intuitive green eyes squeezed shut and Kaylee felt a sinking in her heart. She'd lost him; he wasn't going to be reasonable, or not tonight, at least.
"Leave me alone, leave me alone! You always ruin it!" Jack's words hurt her, like they always did: on nights such as these, she was worthless, stupid dumb.

And on the following morning she'd always be perfect, forgiving, beautiful.

Pinching her lips, Kaylee rose and turned her back to walk away. Fiercely wiping away the tears, she reminded herself that he wasn't worth it; repeating it to herself, she unwillingly turned back as she approached the door. Jack was crouched over his broken invention, muttering feverishly, a glazed look in his eyes. Kaylee's eyes filled with tears at the lack of remorse; and as she faced her friend for the last time, she felt a tear spill down her cheek.

"Goodbye, Jack." She whispered to herself.

~

"Kaylee, Kaylee, I've got it!" Jack hollered down the phone; it took him a couple of seconds to realize Kaylee wasn't replying with her usual gusto and he paused. "Hello?" He added, suddenly unsure of himself.
"Oh, Jack."

Kaylee's father didn't sound as pleased as he usually did to hear his daughter's best friend. The two were relatively close; they shared a passion for science, and would often rattle off facts and figures for hours, while Kaylee struggled to get a word in edge ways. That was how it had always been, and Jack had never considered that she hadn't enjoyed listening to the two of them.

"Hello, sir. Is Kaylee there?" Jack requested politely, not remotely abashed. His feverish excitement for his new invention was almost overwhelming; he checked the clock, glancing over his shoulder, fidgeting in his seat. He needed Kaylee for the finishing touches; then they could admire it together, his weapon, and then last night's events would be forgotten.

"Sorry, Jack, but she isn't." Kaylee's father's tone was ominous; foreboding. Jack's excitement dimmed as something in his gut swooped. Kaylee was never not there; she didn't have many other friends, and she was always on standby for his inventions, always ready to help. Kaylee not there wasn't a reality that existed.

"Oh. Uh - well, when she gets back, can you tell her to come over immediately? It's very important." Jack's high was crashing, and he felt miserable, close to tears. Was she angry at him after last night? That had to be it, didn't it? Maybe she was sulking, avoiding him? But... that had never happened before. Kaylee understood... didn't she?

"Sorry, Jack." The other end's voice sounded tight with tension; anyone who was anyone would be able to predict that Kaylee's father was about to snap. Jack, dear, gormless, Jack, had no clue. "But no."

And then, he snapped.

"Her bed's empty what does she think she's doing walking out on school just because you, you insolent, uncaring boy didn't listen to her I can't believe she's just walked out of town without considering her parents or her schoolwork whatsoever -" Jack slammed down the telephone, his heart racing with fear. Kaylee couldn't have left - she cared so much about her schoolwork, her college applications, getting a decent job, and all those things...

Jack ran to the garage, where last night's scene had taken place. Someone had been here, so much was evident; fresh tracks carved their way through settled dust as Jack inspected last night's damage.
A note, one of Kaylee's. Her usual, pink, heart-shaped Post-It notes, was stuck to a metal crowbar.

I love you.
Goodbye.
Kaylee xxx

By the time Jack had realized, it was a second too late.
He had always been there, but never listened. And now he was there; but just a second too late.

[KumyaKuma]

Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase. This is what I thought Percy and Annabeth would look like as CS dogs.
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It's their wedding day, Percy had given Annabeth a shell instead of a wedding ring. Still a little banged up from his last visit from a monster, he more-or-less managed to make it to the church in one piece and on time.
On his right arm he adorns the wrist watch his brother, Tyson, carefully made for him.
And, as it is, he couldn't resist NOT to bring a bit of the ocean with hi, much to Annabeth's dismay.
Ooh, and I can't forgot to add the sunglasses! [Percy thought they looked cool so he just HAD to wear them.]


"Percy, what's up with those stupid glasses?"
"Hey, they are not stupid! I like them quite well, just to let you kno."
"What ever, Seaweed Brain You still look pretty dumb."
*Grover pops in*
"Guys!! Please stop fighting, it's your special day!"
*Annabeth and Percy both look at Grover and yell at the same time*
"Shut up!!!"