♥Who wants to be perfect? v.2♥

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton smiled and continued eating her spaghetti, watching Mrs. C and Xanther "argue" back and forth playfully. Peyton set her fork down for a minute.. wishing that she and her mom had the same relationship Xanther had with his mom. She bit her bottom lip slightly.. knowing that basically she didnt have a mother.. Well.. no.. Mrs. C was like a mother to Peyton. Or at least Peyton thought so.. She knew that Mrs. C. would help her through a lot of things.. and that Peyton could talk to Mrs. C about anything and everything. Peyton quickly shook out of her thoughts when she heard her name. "Uh.. right." she said not knowing what they had said. Peyton looked over at Xanther with a blank expression on her face.. Peyton then cleared her throat and regrabbed her fork.. getting ready to take another bite of speghetti.

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Xanther looked up at Mrs.C. She shrugged and glanced at Peyton before going back to the kitchen. Xanther looke dback down with a worried but questioning look. "Peyton. Are..are you okay?" He placed his fork down quietly, looking down to see her face.

(WB X( ))

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton looked up at Xanther, her once blue eyes were now a cold hard gray color.. "Im... fine." she said quietly as she looked back down at her plate of food... suddenly not feeling as hungry as before.. and she couldnt tell why. Peyton dropped her fork and threw her head into her hands.. suddenly getting a major headache. With all this stress and pressure, everything was starting to get to Peyton.

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XD This is V.2 and we are already at 74 pages after two to three weeks XD)

Xanther frowned and stood up, dropping his fork. "Are you sure? You don't look okay..." He slowly came next to Peyton and placed a hand on her shoulder, bending down to look at the side of her face. "Please tell me the truth Peyton. Are you okay? No pain or frusteration? No...boredom? Did you loose your appitite because of something? Did I do anything wrong?" He looked at her worriedly, trying to move her fingers and then her hand away from her face with his fingers, plucking them off one by one very slowly.

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ooc: Haha! Thats a good thing! Im kind of obsessed with this Rp... Sooo...

>>Peyton<<
Peyton clenched her teeth in pain from the headache. "Xanther im-" she was cut off by Xanther continuing to talk and ask a bunch of question. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to drain out all of the noise for a second..trying to.. to clear out all of her thoughts.. After a moment of Peyton being completely still and quiet.. She finally spoke "Xanther, i told you im fine.. Just a headache thats all..you didnt do anything w-wrong" she said with a bit of annoyance in her voice, but mostly exhaustion and pain.

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Xanther sighed and placed his hands on his hips. "Well, I'm not gonna let my wife, err, I mean, girlfriend sit there with a headache!" He blushed at his mistake but then slowly, his serious look came to his face. "I'm taking you to rest!" He slowly pulled her chair out and sid his hand under her legs, sliding the other arm on her back then pulled her off the chair, picking her up. "At least I'll try..." he muttered to himself, looking up at the stairs. Strange...he was acting so protective..almost...like a father...

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton snapped open her eyes when he had said the word 'wife'. She slowly and carefully moved her head over to look at Xanther. Peytons mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out. Instead she closed her mouth, letting Xanther pick her up.. to tired to argue back. Slowly she wrapped her arms around his neck and re-closed her eyes. 'Xanther.." she said quietly. "Your gonna be the best father ever someday.." she muttered the last half of her sentence a bit sleepily..

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Xanther sighed and slowy walking into the living room, smiling at Peyton. "You said that already now shh...you need some rest..." He slowly walked up the stairs, looking down at Peyton with a smile. "You look really sleepy. Maybe we should rest. It's nearly 8:00pm.." He made it to his room and opened the door, kicking it open. Demious perked his ears, lifting his head and watching Xanther place Peyton on the bed gently. The dog rested his head on Damien's neck again, the two dogs falling asleep again. Xanther smiled at Peyton. "There. Now to go to sleep. You wait here while I change..." He slipped his arms away, pulling her arms away from his neck gently and placing them on her sides.

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>>Peyton<<
Peytons jaw tightened every time her head moved.. but she tried not to scream in pain. Instead she'd just grip the back of Xanthers shirt tighter.. Once they got into Xanthers room, Peyton relaxed a bit.,. her headache was not as bad.. but still not great. Peytons eyes quickly snapped open when she felt Xanther let go of her on the bed and begin to walk away and get changed. "N-no..wait.." she said trying to sit up.. but not succeding. "Dont l-leave me.."

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Xanther stopped and looked back at Peyton. He turned around slowly and sighed. "Fine...I'll...I'll stay..." He slowly walked back to her and pulled her hands up genly, letting her back fall down. "Lay down and rest. I don't want you to hurt yourself again. There he goes. Protective. It made him stop for about two seconds before looking back at Peyton. He slipped his shoes off and lay down next to Peyton, scooting closer to her and resting his head on the pillow. Luxkily, he had two. One for sleeping on and one for hugging. He was a pillow hugger and nearly snored when sleeping but he has never snored, but drools just a little bit...