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

[micah]

-derps out- Mmmm, drabbly.

Mila [f] --- Anthony [m]

beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep

She sat opposite of the dark, blue eyed individual. Her head was tilted slightly, just enough for him to take notice and tilt his as well. Mila cracked a wry smile, slapping her head straight up again, tanned- singed bangs, even- drooping back into position. Next, Anthony brought his head up as well.

"It's funny when you copy me, Antony." Her accent made it impossible to pronounce "Anthony" correctly, but honestly, he enjoyed her smooth tone.

He smiled sheepishly, hand-combing a matte of hair from his eyes. "I'd copy you again, darling, but I've got class."

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Mila drew her lean, tan legs around the room; glancing out of the window, and back to Anthony again. He was asleep, wasting the last hours of his life with drool slipping out of his mouth. Her business heels clack-clack-clacked, waiting for him to wake up. The clacking paired nicely with the beeping, and soon, his arm was smearing drool away.

"What?" Anthony asked, eyes narrow, glaring at the girl in the business suit.

She heaved a sigh. "You're wasting the last hours of your life."

"And...?"

"Don't start with me, Antony! Come here, the view is gorgeous." Her hand was extended out, and even as he rose, she waited for him to take it. "There, look at the sun." A stray index finger pointed at the setting sun, setting hues of blue into orange.

Anthony turned to her, and looked at Mila with a somber face. "Reminds me of your hair, Mila."

She laughed a bit, leaning on him.

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The beeping quickened, but they sat calm, choosing to ignore the perish song. Once again, they sat at parallel ends of the table. Their hands were linked together, as a very sweet, normal couple would do. But their eyes held different stories: Mila's were narrow and seductive, while his were innocent and squinting. They were playing a game, an odd one at that- who could squeeze the other's hands the hardest?

"Honey," the lanky woman started, blood-red eyes bouncing wider. "We're going to go out swinging."

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Now the final chapter was upon them; both heart rates quickened, but they didn't show it. "Antony, come here."

"Yeah, Mila?" He said, swerving across the table to crouch by her chair.

"You're a cool guy, a cool guy."

"And you're a cool gal, Mila."

She grabbed the gruff of hair behind his neck and sucked him in for a kiss, just as the bomb went beep, finally, for the last time.

[aquamarine]

{{ L.onely }}



He was the lone stable boy.

After the giant fire, the stables were shut, horses sold away and everything had been abandoned.

He remained.

An outsider his entire life, the stables had given him a place of belonging.

He now came alone.

Or at least he had ... until she showed herself.

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[ I know everyone says you should write a story no matter what, but is it even worth elaborating on? ]

[Tatterdemalion]

Ooh! Is it the book Sun and Moon, Ice and Snow which is based off a Norwegian folktale about a peasant girl and bear.

Mostly just the folk tale X3 I'm getting the rest up sooner or later... lazy lazy lazy...

Annnnd there are too many of these to comment on, so everyone on this thread is awesome and I've been lurking way more than I ever post and these stories are awesome! 83

[IndigoDreams]

Two heartbeats entwined
made to beat together
His cold dead heart
Her warm dancing heart
But chains will seperate them forever

Pet's name: Phantom
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Pet's name: Rosabell
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I might make a story,first time posting here,blah its not very good.

[salinity]

Starring Gary, Mr. Apple
the Creeper,
and Sparkle Butt.
Dedicated to Fringe
who let me use her
beautiful pets :] <3
{Except for Mr.
Apple. Nobody likes
Mr. Apple}

As all the stories with the honors of being placed in the "majors", shall we say, begin with the simple words "once upon a time" so shall this one.
Once upon a time there was a rather handsome dog named Gary. Many adored him and he knew how good looking he really was. Beautiful. Handsome. Outrageously gorgeous in every way. Gary never met anyone whom he thought measured up to his stunning looks until one day he walked across town looking for a treat. The sky was bright. The sun was shining. The sweet morning air stretched on for miles. Gary was in a good mood. A day that matched his, did I mention, sexy looks. His luscious, red hair blew in the wind and he paused for effect, looking around to make sure everybody was starry eyed. That's when his entire world changed. There, sitting upon a wooden table, was Mr. Apple.
Now Mr. Apple wasn't particularly good looking to most, but he sure did have cash. A lot of cash. He was rotten too, cruel to the core. Usually Mr. Apple was green with envy but today that green was more of a light colour. Gary was starstruck. Within seconds Gary was at Mr. Apple's side, staring down with adoration. Mr. Apple looked up from his purchase of Worms Be Gone and stared deep into Gary's red eyes, that matched his silky hair giving it an even better effect. Both dog and apple had been turned into complete fools. For love. Or lust. Either way, they couldn't keep their eyes off each other.
"Hello," Gary said, revealing a toothy canine grin. Mr. Apple blushed a crimson red in shyness.
"Hello. Can I help you?" He asked, wiping off the table with his face.
"I'm looking for a snack. Do you have anything?" Gary asked, watching the dirt smear all over Mr. Apple. It was just so... cute? Mr. Apple nodded silently and motioned with his whole body for Gary to follow. Without a moment's hesitation the dog followed the fruit into a back room. A large back room. Why it was the size of a mansion! Upon entering the room a spiral stair case was revealed where two ladies sat. One was also a dog, her coat was covered with pink sparkles that matched her dazzling eyes. The other was an elegant apple, coated with caramel. Gary's heart stopped. How could so many such outstanding creatures as themselves be standing in the same place? Well some sitting, but you get his idea. The two females got up from their seats and walked over.
"Hello," the dog said, curiously, looking Gary up and down. "I'm Sparkle Butt. You may call me Sparkle," she smiled kindly. The apple was much more straight forward.
"I'm Caramel Delight. Delighted to meet you," she winked. Even though she didn't have eyes Gary could tell she winked at him. His heart pounded. Caramel Delight. What a musical name.
"Pleasure to see you both. I'm Gary," he smirked. His name was well known throughout town and he knew it. Who couldn't spread rumors about the beauty that was him. Sparkle snickered, he turned at her in anger.
"What is it, you fairy-dust covered rat?" He snapped. Gary was the name of a famous Fetch player that turned out to have cheated. It was too late to change his name by the time the sneak was uncovered.
"Gary. That's a very interesting name," she laughed. Gary rolled his ruby eyes and turned back to the current object of his attention. Caramel Delight.
"So how do you guys know Mr. Apple?" He asked. Mr. Apple was also well known for his, shall we say, "mulah".
Mr. Apple approached the circle and coughed, obviously wanting Gary's attention directed back at him. It worked, Gary was all ears... and all eyes.
"Caramel Delight is my sister. Sparkle Butt is my wife," Mr. Apple gave his most charming smile. Once again, Gary was entranced. He left the realm of Caramel Delight and turned back to Mr. Apple's hypnotizing gaze.
"Shall we get you some food now?" Caramel Delight asked, in an attempt to bring back Gary's sweet stare. Unfortunately Mr. Apple was already leading the way to the storage room with Gary trailing behind. Caramel Delight glared at the disappearing figure. She turned to Sparkle Butt.
"You, go get me a knife from the kitchen."
Sparkle sighed and headed off. She never cared for her husband nor his sister. Whatever happened wasn't her problem.


{First time here ^^; Should I add more? D;}

[iPawki]

@GigglePie; I love it <3 A great idea, and well written, too. 8D

I haven't written an actual story in a while, so here goes.

??? [♂] | Atlas [♀]

{ I won't wait for you forever, you know.
If you don't hurry up and get here, one day I'll let it all fall down; I'll let go of the heavens. }

There once was a little girl who's job was to hold the heavens; all she could ever do was hold the skies. All she could ever do was be burdened by its weight. After long, drawn out years, she had forgotten the sound of music, the art of smiling-- really, she had forgotten how to live. The girl was deprived from the shallow meaning of friendship and the only ones she could ever talk to were the sun and the moon, whom were always too busy to pay attention to her. She was always taken for granted; mankind found himself to be far too sophisticated to bow down to a small being for holding up the roof of their world; no credit was given to her because no one wanted to believe in her.

There was, however, one part of the world who knew her and respected her. Shadows had often stopped to talk to her-- they were those of the dead, those that slithered around like ghosts on the scorched ground and would tell her about their lives. She would, still holding the heavens, listen carefully, soaking in every detail of their speeches. Atlas, the little girl, lived like this endlessly, and even made a best friend; she never found out his name, but he was one of the dead, and in time she realized that she had truly fallen for him.

Years passed.
The girl would always look like a child, but her mind and attitude developed into that of a young, refined woman.

But as she turned older, something else happened.
She weakened.

{ I'm stuck beneath your feet.
Stuck beneath the ground. I know that if I don't hurry up, it'll all come crashing down on you. }

Atlas, conscious of the deterioration of her health, made an important decision with her friend; he would leave the world of the dead, if possible, and he would help her. They both knew that the situation was risky-- if Atlas died, the world would come crashing down on all of mankind, and everything would die and wither, losing its halo of perfection. They also knew, very clearly, that no one else could help them. So he tried to dig away from Death's realm, but in his haste to save her he failed. Atlas, still dying, was holding the world together by her fingertips, taking in its weight. She was holding on to the heavens tightly, in hope that it would never fall off.

Yet one day, it all came down.
She let go.

And then something truly remarkable happened.
He saved her.

It was a quick, seemingly futile movement, but the shadow creature, his shadow, came up and took Atlas away. He took her in his arms, sweeping her towards his own realm {and very evidently, to her death}. Another shadow was hugging her gently, softly floating in an endless abyss-- and then she saw it all happen. Very suddenly, very quietly, he took her place, accepting the burden of the skies before it could all fall down on mankind. He would remain there forever, wallowing in his remorse. He had killed her, and in the process lost her.

But hadn't he also saved her?

[argh, that was terrible D:
and kinda confusing, i realize]

[~Fallen Angel~]

Flame--------------------Feather
Should I write a story?

[----]

Flame--------------------Feather
Should I write a story?

Interesting pair combination, write it! ;D

[mawsoleum]

Frex xx Krona

Out of all my siblings
I was the only who could fly
But she counted my days down
Just like clockwork
Until I was gone


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story coming

[TheWhiteWolf]

Ebony (M) and Sasha (F)

Come over to the Dark Side, little girl.....
We have cookies.....

Part 1

I was so stupid. I should of known better, when the black SUV stopped by me as I was walking down the road. There was a pure black wolf with blue eyes in the front seat. He grinned at me, and said, " Do you need a ride miss? " I had politly declined, but he wasn't discourouged.

" My name is Ebony. Hey, want a cookie? " He held one out to me. Ebony saw the look on my face, and he hurridly explained. " No, no they're not posioned. See? " He quickly grabbed one and ate it. As trusting and gulible as I was, I took one. As I ate it slowly, Ebony's grin grew wider.

" Sucker! Get 'er boys! " He said and the van burst opened and one of them caught me before I fell.

The cookie was filled with sleeping potion, and he ate the only one without it

I thought bitterly as I blacked out. They loaded my body into the van and sped off.

Part 2

When I woke up, I was swaddled like a baby in a light purple blanket. I flexed my wings in hope I would loosen the blanket, but it was impossible. My throat was on fire, my eyes felt gritty, and my tounge was like sandpaper. I blinked a few times, as my eyes adjusted to my surroundings.

I was in a dark room, with a flickering lightbulb above me, swinging slowly side to side. I could see light seeping into the room from under the cracks of a door, but I heard nothing. I yelled hoarsly.

" Hey! I wanna go home! Let me go! " I cried unhappily. I flinched as the door burst open, and light flooded the room. It was Ebony standing in the doorway. He had large, pure black wings, that had a oliy sheen to them. He went to walk through the door, then grunted as his wings bumped into the sides of the door hard. He pulled them back in hastily, then walked into the room. He bent down towards me, and I pulled myself as far away as possible. He smelled like mint, and was handsome. He had nice clean, brushed fur that had a hint of the scent of leather to it. His teeth were white, and as he undid the blanket I noticed scars on his tail and chest. He didn't look older then me, 16. I squirmed as he flidded with the blanket.

" Don't move. I don't want to hurt you. " He said softly. He had none of the arrougence I had seen when he was in the van. As soon as he loosened the blanket enough, I snapped my wings open and flew to the celiling, my claws out and ready to tear apart some kidnappers. Surpisingly, Ebony didn't follow me, and I gently floated down.

" Can I have some water? " I asked after a few moments of akward silence. Ebony nodded, and grabbed a glass of water from the nightstand that I hadn't noticed before. As he handed it to me, I examined his face closely, not wanting to consume more sleeping potion. It was expressionless, so I took my chances. I gluped it down and as I finished, Ebony grabbed my paw.

" Come on... " He stopped, not knowing my name.

" Sasha. My name is Sasha. " I added helpfully.

Ebony nodded. " Right. Come on Sasha, time to go. "

I struggled, but his grip was strong! " Go where? " I asked with fury in my voice, hating being helpless.

Ebony smirked. " You'll see. "

Anymore?