Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[MegaCherrio]

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.

This is awesome.
I love the repetition of the second too late and I literally almost teared up

[mr.kingrichard]

Tell me which pair you'd rather see a story of first.

Silicone x Stars
And the matchmaking sister, Snow at Dusk♂

or...

The Doctor x The Hood
The two enemy assassins, and their target,
Queen of Hearts

[vixiebun]

to be or not to be that is the question



Pet's name: Coco
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Coco lived on a topical island where she had many friends but none were cs pets or humans they were monkeys and other things that changed when she met askin a young man such as her self he was handsome every time he looked at her she blushed she never met someone like her .......

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Pet's name: Askin
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Askin was a prince from a far away land called tesstopia he knew discovered that a family died on the cost of an unknown island he went to search to see if there was any thing left of the ship he got more then he bargained for he met coco the long lost daughter of queen Isabelle and king Joseph the family that died in the storm coco was raised by the animals of the island gaining the power to talk to them. now they are off to askin's kingdom they have met askin's mom and dad they do not approve of coco they think she is untamed and wild not to mention she talks to birds And squrrels what a freak anyway askin is going to get merried to princess mi amore cadenza but the prince and princess have noting in common she liked to read books he liked to explore she liked quiet he liked loud but the princess was not in love her mother wanted to rule tesspoia the princess had no an idea coco overhead the evil plan of the queen she wanted to tell askin but who would believe her no one everyone thinks she's crazy the queen has seen coco now she has put poison in the queens food now the queen will not wake up her life is hanging by a thread coco knows this kind of poison she must get back to the island that is where the antidote is but the queen has other trick up her self she tells the king. A lie coco has poisoned the queen how else would she known the antidote coco pleas that she did not do it askin tells his father to let
coco go back to her island very well his father the king Saids but if I ever catch her back here I will behead her coco had bored the ship back to her island but the queen has payed the sailors to throw coco over bored that is what they did coco called for help no one answered she washed up on shores still alive her animal friends helped her break free she ran to a bush filled with berries she picked a few she called some of her dolphin friends they came and took her back to Tessopia she heard the wedding start she ran in stop she called with the queen by her side coco was not the one who poisoned me it was queen Clare what the queen called I would never do such a thing really coco said why don't you eat some wedding cake Um I not very hungry the princess mother didn't you tell me not to eat any cake after the wedding umm she rans out of the room get her called the king many people went after luckily coco brought some friends who stopped the evil queen after the evil queen went to jail askin asked coco to merry him coco said yes they were married their honeymoon was in cocos island now known as nick island they had a son and daughter one named leadob and. The other lovely rose


Pet's name: Leaob
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Pet's name: Lovely rose
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[dead poets society]

♥Falling down
Seems to ease pain♥

[vixiebun]

This isn't a romance story nor is it very happy, just saying before you start reading.
The song is one I've been meaning to write for, for awhile. You can listen to it here. It is Kill the Lights by The Birthday Massacre


xXx

The Beauty xXx The Monster
The Monster xXx The Beauty


This story's missing a wishing well
No mirror to show and tell
No kiss that can break the spell
I'm falling asleep

I could hear the heavy bark of a man yelling across the ship at a small group of huddled figures. They were chained to the mast by ropes by one hand each. By the words of the older man, they scurried off to scrubbing the deck once again with fearful looks on their faces. They were slaves, there was no sugar-coating that. They were the survivors of the many raids of our ship.
A gruff voice sounding near me, “Lass, what is arr next move?” I faced a bearded face; the expression on his face was not one of anger. He had a smile on his face as his looked over to my sparkling green eyes.
“Cap’ I believe we should raid the small island town of the isle of teeth. The people are not prepared for attack so they will be easy prey.” My words were even and delivered without emotion. Riches were within reach and once I did away with the old fool they would be mine.

Every prince is a fantasy
The witch is inside of me
Poison will wash away
The memory

“Lass, those ar mermaid waters!”
“Then our prey with be even less prepared. Say Cap’ have you ever seen a mermaid?” My tone was cold and slightly scathing. The old fool would believe anything, no one had any evidence that the fish women existed because they were illogical.
“No but they eat everyone who eyes set upon them!” the old man’s eyes were wide and fearful.
“Then you could be the first to tell stories of how you survived the enticing fish women of the sea. You could be marked down as the first, have bards sing about you for your beauty rather than ruthlessness!” At those words,

we set sail for Isle of Teeth.
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We kill the lights
And put on a show
It's all a lie
But you'd never know

We were making good time. The winds seemed to be in favor of my goal. I let a smile grace my flawless

features. I stood at the front of the ship; I could touch the center piece on the front of the ship. It was of a carving of a beautiful mermaid. A smile graced the carvings face but every time I stared upon the lady my hands would stray to her hands. The left hand held a white object; it was small compared to the mermaid’s size but noticeable due to its colour. It was a skull; to be exact it was the skull of the ship maker. The irony made me laugh every time, that one ship maker put his life into this work. The smile turned temporally twisted as I turn my head toward the other hand.
The other the long slender wooden hands was stained red, a beautiful chrisom painted with the only currency the lady of the sea would accept, blood. It was labeled as good luck to let the mermaid taste blood after every battle; we also painted her fair lips with the dazzling colour. (Even though to get the colour completely right and permanent we had to use a fair amount of ground berries and rose petals) Even with her face smeared with the red, she didn’t look detestable; I would say it quite complimented her beauty.
The smile stretched along my face, beauty was received through detestable means. My grotesque thoughts were interrupted by a lurch. The body seemed to tremble as it knocked me off my feet. I let out a curse as I feel. I was used to being jostled around so was right back on my feet quickly as I heard one of my underlings jump into
the water. It was strange, I knew the men weren’t cowards and the ship had been damaged before but I understood when I heard an almost angelic song raise from the water.

The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all

Many voices were singing but they mixed together in perfect harmony. My men had spell-bound expressions plastered on their faces. I assumed that the song wasn’t working on me due to the face I was female and all of the voices were female also. It could also be that I was smarter than the rest. One face pulled me from my thoughts. It was the old man nearing the ledge of the boat. He was going to jump to his doom but that was something I couldn’t let. I wanted to see his pained face, see the betrayal on his face when I turned on him like a rabid dog. I wanted to finish him when he had such thoughts, I couldn’t let him be stolen by the mermaids.
I pulled with aside with a wretch of my arm, the touch seemed to awake him from his loss of thought. He muttered out words, slowly. He was still in his dream-like state. “I am too old to continue this bloodshed. I wish for the mermaids to take me. I want to join them with the sea mother.” His words lacked their raspy tone. Along with the singing now, screaming rang in their air of the mermaids claiming their victims along with the sound of gnawing. The mermaids were going to bring the ship down as well.
I had nothing more to lose; my crew was too foolish to see past the faces of the mermaids and I no longer had a
ship to take for my own, the only thing I had to lose was the satisfaction of robbing him of his peace. I slipped a small blade from my sleeve; it was decorated with a engraving of a mermaid so I was sending him to the mermaids after all.

And after midnight we're all the same
No glass shoe to bring us fame
Nobody to take the blame
We're falling apart

With a little too much joy I moved toward him and I held my dagger at his throat. I let the shock of betrayal cross his face before ended him. I left his body on the ship because it was poetic to leave a captain to his ship. I traveled to a small life wooden boat and with a fluent movement; I let it hit the water. The mermaids held next
to no interest to me, maybe because they were eating, singing and/or didn’t overly care for the taste of female. I left my ship and my men behind without much of another thought.
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I finally left the sight of the mermaids and my lost ship. It was a shame but it was necessary, someone needed
to escape in order to tell the story. I smiled to myself, I lost everything and was stuck in the middle of the sea but somehow it was entertaining. Creatures in which she didn’t believed in, stole her life without stealing her breath. She gave an overly loud laugh, she didn’t need to play a part. She was going to die when no-one was here to witness it.
“What is so funny?” I was surprised, I heard someone speak. I looked around but I saw no-one. It was just plain
sea for miles upon end. I laughed again; I was already losing my hold on sanity. I guess I deserved it though, I was a cutthroat murderer.
“I ask again? What is so funny?” The voice sounded again. I looked around again but this time I met a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes I even seen. They sparkled in the light. My eyes set to examine the whole picture. It was a young man with an absolutely flawless face, nothing marred his pale skin. His hair was odd thought but
nether the less, it was very beautiful. It was a bright pink and like nothing I ever seen. I looked at the rest of him; he wore jewelry on both his neck and wrists. They were large chunks of silver, all crafted with mastery. One of his pale hands clasped my small life boat.

We kill the lights and put on a show
It's all a lie
But you'd never know



“Um, I just feel like laughing.” I stuttered while I spoke. It was odd to do such a thing, he was the one who manipulated men. My foolish answer caused for the pink haired man to laugh. His laugh was flawless and sound like bells. He was perfection and it scared and enticed me.
“In the middle of the sea isn’t a good place to laugh,” His way of speaking was different but he gave a heart melting smile and my suspicion was gone. I smiled once again, feeling innocent joy rise up in my chest.


The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all

“Then why do you choose to laugh in the middle of the sea,” I asked without a answer in mid, being around this man made my head spin.
“Because where else is a better place?” He was smiling once again; he put a soft hand to my cheek. The contact
made me start thinking rationally again. My thoughts returned to thoughts of being in the middle of the seas rather than in a conversation with an angelic being.
“Who are you?” My voice returned to its usual hard tone rather than the dizzy one from before. The young man seemed to be put off by that for a brief moment. I could be imaging it, but a dark look crossed his face and his finger nails dug into the boat.
“What do you mean? I’m your friend, I’m your ally.” He laughed again; he let a wide beautiful smile coat his face as if his face was saying those same words.
I rephrased my question, putting my words coldly so this man would listen and not put her off with another bell-like laugh or another friendly smile. “Who are you?”

Now you know it's so much better to pretend
There's something waiting for you here
Every letter that you wrote
Has found its way to me my dear
You can make believe that what you say
Is what I want to hear
His pale hand reached out toward me again, he moved too quickly for me to avoid it. One of his perfect pale hands grasped my chin softly. He brought his face to my level and stared into my green eyes. His eyes were mesmerizing; both of them were identical in being as blue as the sea. They even sparkled like when sun hit the water.
“My lady, I am your friend,” His words were angelic and I could feel my head grow cloudy once again. He moved his hand from my cheek and let it settle on my hand. My hand was limp but he lifted from the floor of the boat; grasping it softly.
“Join me my princess. I promise you eternal peace.” The angel smiled at me, I felt as if I was meant to go with him. I felt as if I needed to be with him. I stood up on the small life boat, prepared to seat where he was directing. My mind was horrible foggy, I felt as if something bad was going to happen but I ignored it, I was safe.
He was my friend.

I'll keep dancing through this beautiful, delusional career

I hit the water with force and I was robbed of my blind thoughts. I started to panic but a pale man grasped my hand once again. He was in the water but being in the water myself, I could now see what he really was. What I
didn’t notice before was a brilliant blue scaled tail instead of human legs. Attached to his sides was a pair of blue fins both matching both his tail and eyes. With barely an effort he turned my face to look at him. He smile but this time it wasn’t beautiful, he smiled wider showing off his many formally hidden sharp pointed teeth. Whatever spell he had on me was broken.

Faking every tear


“Get away from me you monster!” I screamed at him, his charm was lost and I struggled in the water trying to get away from his firm grasp on my wrist. Rather than the bell like laugh he gave before this one was gruff. He was laughing at her.
Looking like a compromise suicide
“It’s like looking in a mirror then.” The merman gave another bell like laugh before diving into the water with his pale hand still clasped around my wrist.

More more what will happen next I want more plz

Keeping all my dreams alive

[newt]

I knew what was to happen. I would fall into the pit to release a creature of great power. sacrifice, I think the term was. And yet I didnt care. so what? This was my duty as a member of the Fenggu. Maids wrapped soft fabric made by elves around me until I was almost covered. Then lace was placed on my head and tail. I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, stunning. My gold eyes seemed to sparkle like gems behind the sheets of white. I sighed and turned my head from the reflection. This is how I lost my brother. He had lept into the pit of fire for the third sacrifice for the beast. How I wished he didnt have to, he was everything to me. We only had each other, no one else. I guess that was why we were picked to be the third and fourth offerings. I mean, no one would miss us. I grabbed the rose he had given me before he had jumped into the pit, it was the only thing I cared for. Soon cheering could be heard from beyond the curtain, my cue. I walked slowly to the silk fabric and pushed it back. As I was reveled to the crowd the cheering increased. To them all this was a show. Throw a bunch of orphans into a pit and gain monsters of unimaginable power. I walked to the edge of the balcony and took a deep breath. Then I jumped. Air rushed passed me in a blur. The edges of my vision were fading to black and I was losing all sense of direction. Then I reached the bottom, it was filled with lava. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact. Nothing. I snapped open my eyes in surprise, there was my brother. He was looking down at me wearing a suit of fine metal. And I was lying in a bed of grass, surrounded by marble columns. He reached out a paw and I took it. "The lava is an illusion." Was all he said, smiling at me. He tugged my paw and I followed in stunned silence. We walked down a small hall to a golden door. There stood two other kids, the first two sacrifices. "How?" I maneged to choke out, shocked beyond all belief. "You'll see." said the small girl and they all placed their paws on the golden door. My brother then grabbed mine and the door glowed. Then opened with a bright flash.


(should I continue?)

Please do, this is beautiful!

[Marian5390]

Above quote: Yes, I agree, continue! ^o^

[vvoland]

(The pets in my siggie are my couple. The song is "I Will Follow you Into the Dark" By death cab for cutie. )

[Snowseph]

Sadie [♀] && Blake [♂]
I sat there. Waiting for him. Where was he?, I asked meself...


Sadie sat down at her school desk. She looked up. Math, My favorite. NOT, She thought. Then, he came in. The guy of her dreams... Blake... If I only had the guts to talk to him..., She thought. "Ok class!" Sadie's teacher said.

DING DING DING!
The bell rang, knowing that school is over. Everyone rushed to their lockers, pushing and shoving everyone. Saide got shoved into a locker. "Ouch!" She whimpered. When she got back on her feet again, She saw Blake, wear his black stainless shirt. She started walking towards him, still dazed from the shoving. "Blake." She started. "W-w-w-would you like to go on a date with me?" She asked him. Blake turned around. "Sure" He said, smiling.
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Continue?

[thebluberry.]

.&.

him .&. her

Prologue

Told from her point of view.

A few days later, the blonde princess wandered out to the village area below, looking for something to do. Unlike all of her sisters, she didn't find being in musicals all that fun, so she had opted to come down here. Really where she wanted to go was to her tree in the park where she could sit and think, but right now she needed some food. She quickly purchased some bread and headed off to her thinking tree. The entire way there, she couldn't get the boy's molten lava eyes out of her thoughts. With her head in the clouds, she didn't see the dark haired boy walking towards her, until they had collided, and she was one the ground. She glanced up at the boy and gasped, only to be disappointed, the eyes weren't right... He glared at her, 'Watch where you're going blondie,' he snapped, trailing off as he recognized her, 'Oh, I'm terribly sorry miss, I should have been watching where I was going. Are you feeling ok?' he tried to recover. "Umm, who do.. Oh. You must think I'm the princess, no, I just look a lot like her," the girl lied, wanting to see what the man would say now, sure enough, he glared at her, and grumbled, walking off leaving her on the ground. She sighed, picking herself up, when suddenly a boy just like the one she had just run into skidded to a stop in front of her. Recognizing her immediately, the boy averted his eyes to the ground, but she had still caught a glimpse of his eyes, "You.. I saw you," she said softly. The boy shook his head, "No, I'm not from around here, you must be thinking of someone else," he said as he made a quick getaway.

Later that night, she was out on her balcony again, her hair blowing with her oversized t-shirt and pajama pants. Her sisters were probably all in their fancy silken nightgowns, but she preferred the more simple pajamas. As she stared out over the balcony in a trance, something caught her eye, it was the boy again, he was even in the same place... She had the sudden urge to call out to him, but instead, she quickly swam downstairs and snuck out the front door, looking for the eyes again. hearing a rustling coming from where the boy had been, she pressed through the bushes, and followed the noise. The princess swam on and on, trying breathlessly to catch up. By the time she had finally lost the noise, she had no idea where she was, or which way she had come from. She collapsed in tears, hating whoever she had followed so ignorantly. The blonde laid there for hours on end, until finally the sun began to rise, and she sat up her cheeks tear stained, and looked around. Nothing. She could see nothing.