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

[aleatory]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

[Shark-salad]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

3 words that. was. AWSOME more please =3

[From the Stars]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

Amazing.Amazing.Amazing.Amazing. O____o

[Duh]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

Yes, continue! Its gorgeous so far, and I love how you used the cats instead of dogs, you don't see too much of these guys here <3

[KumyaKuma]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

Yeah!

Pwease write more!
(Oh my word it scourge!0
Love how you use him as the "bad" guy.(cat?)

[micah]

@Aqua: I could say the same to you<3
@Blissful: Thanks. :3 I noticed it looked really bland, and thought why not?
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-coughs- Le sorry for the failpail mcstory guise, but it's really not like I could help it.
I totally could, I just wanted to post it.
|D
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Would you like to come to a place with me?
Where we don't grow, and we're all a little stuck?

The albums that hold us are closed for awhile,
And we just get to bask in the summer sun forever?

A girl looked at the old photo album, tears fogging her eyes from seeing the happiness in the crinkled pictures. A wavering sigh took all of her might; her fingers trembled lightly, the background sound of the t.v. the only thing keeping her company.

Besides, of course, the old pictures of herself. It strikes her with pain to think that it was only, in fact, last year that these were taken. But she can't help but feel that it was eons ago that she once sat at the pool, purple bathing suit glistening. That she sat and mingled with her friends, a classic mix of short to tall, her placidly smiling in the middle.

When the golden eyes of hers didn't swell when she thought of the day she came home from the pool that evening, not hearing of her friend's clear demise.
She had told them that she didn't quite want to spend the night, she was a bit too tired. Awful truth may it be, it was just that she was afraid. She had never been to Allie's house before, and she wasn't about to go now, with all of her friends there to see her scared...

It was the best and worst choice of her life- best being she wasn't in the car- worst being she wasn't there with her friends for their last moments.

She had always known there was something odd about Allie's mom, something that chopped at her brain with a pick axe every time she saw her. Maybe it wasn't the chalky eye-shadow up to there, or the knee-high boots, but it was the silver flask she had crisply in her hand at every PTA meeting.

But what's done is done, and now she can't help but want to go back to "twenty-ten", where her friends still occupied her thoughts in happier ways.
And when she didn't pay too much attention to Allie's mom, didn't have to stare her down.
...
The one survivor.




"Take me back..."
She hushed, closing the book and curling into fetal position.
"Take their lives back..."

[Freyàh]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

I guess I will just repeat what others said, but I love this one! I hope you continue :3

[Lennie]

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

gorgeous, please continue. :3

The one survivor.


"Take me back..."
She hushed, closing the book and curling into fetal position.
"Take their lives back..."

such a bittersweet story, written in a lovely manner though. <3

[aleatory]

3 words that. was. AWSOME more please =3

Amazing.Amazing.Amazing.Amazing. O____o

Yes, continue! Its gorgeous so far, and I love how you used the cats instead of dogs, you don't see too much of these guys here <3

Yeah!
Pwease write more!
(Oh my word it scourge!0
Love how you use him as the "bad" guy.(cat?)

I guess I will just repeat what others said, but I love this one! I hope you continue :3

gorgeous, please continue. :3

Wow, big thanks all of you!
@GigglePie- so sad, but sweet too =3

Whisper [m] Girl [f] Master [m]

"Remember, Girl, who saved you from dying the same way your parents did."
"I shall never forget, my Master." His cheek brushed mine, and I shuddered.
"Good. There is no reason for you to try to leave." he purred. "Here, you have me to love you."
"Out there, no one will love you."
"I shall not try to leave again, Master." He slipped out, tail tip twitching.
It was only then that I saw the other cat.
"How did you get in here, into my Master's castle?" I demanded. I would fight this cat if I had to.
My Master loved me, he was the only cat who would ever love me.
I'd fight for him, even if he kept me locked up here. Even if I'd never been out since he'd 'saved' me.
"I came," he whispered, "To see if there really is a princess locked away in this castle."

Should I continue? I'm really not sure where I'm going with this... it just came to me.

I stared for a moment, unsure of what he meant. "That doesn't tell me HOW you got in."
"You left the door open a crack when you slipped out." he explained.
"That's nice. Now get out." I hissed.
If Master found out I'd let a strange cat into his precious castle, he'd be so angry!
Master had never hurt me in any way- why would he? He loved me.
But I hated when he was angry.
"When's the last time you got out, besides just now?" the cat asked, ignoring my command.
That startled me. "Well, never. Why should I leave?"
"Why does he keep you locked away? Is he afraid he'll lose his servant?"
"what are you talking about?" I snapped.
"If you're always locked here, you're like a servant, or one of those hidden away princesses from fairy tales."
I remembered fairy tales, from when I was young. I remembered my mother telling me about a princess locked in a tall tower, guarded by a witch, and a prince came to save her.
Maybe this cat was a prince. Maybe that was why he was here.But I was no princess.
"Why don't you come out?" he asked. "Come with me. I'll show you my favorite hunting meadow, and the best climbing tree. It'll be fun!" There was a light in the cat's blue eyes.
"I suppose..."
"Whisper." he supplied. "And who are you?" His face was soft and kind. It evoked an emotion I didn't understand, but I liked it, in a way.
"Girl."
"Just Girl?"
"I had another name once, but I've long ago forgotten it. Master calls me Girl."
He shook his head. "You should be called something better. Sunshine?" he suggested. "Your eyes are yellow."
I gasped slightly. I didn't have eyes, only an eye. Yet he didn't avoid the topic, he named me for it's color. Why? Were cats really so accepting as this? Was this cat really a storybook prince?
"I guess. I...I want to come with you." Why did I tell him so much? I was more prone to secrecy than this, but something about him made me want to open up.
Slowly, hesitantly, I stepped towards him, towards the door. I shouldn't trust him, but the offer was tempting.
"My master..."
"Come on. If you've never been outside, no one should stop you from going there."
For the second time that day, I broke my master's rule. I left the castle, into the world beyond.

I have one more part planned to this- a finale of sorts.

[OMGItsFireFoxx]

cecilia & sepia

A lonely girl without a friend in the world,
A bear at a toy store made her happiness unfurl.
Like feathered wings, it grew around her,
Surrounding her in a bliss as beautiful as a flower.

The little girl clung tightly to her worn brown bear, watching the trees fly by. She missed her parents ever so deeply. She had never lived in a good neighbourhood; War raged around her. Finally, it took two of those she loved dearly. The social worker examined Cecilia's folder vaguely as she drove. "Cecilia, would you rather live in a group building, or a foster home?" she asked quietly, sorrowful sympathy heavy in her calm, peaceful voice.
The little girl didn't respond. She stared out the window with a blank expression, the streaks of her drying tears and the holes in her tiny heart the only remaining evidence of the incident. She wanted to say neither. But the words wouldn't form. Her voice couldn't say them.
"Group building." the social worker muttered, scribbling something down on her folder. "Cecilia, could I have your bear?"
"Sepia." Cecilia said emotionlessly, tightening her grip around her ashen teddy.
"Hmm?"
Cecilia's teal eyes were gray and dull. "His name is Sepia."
"Oh. May I please have him? I'd like to get him cleaned up and fixed."
"No."
"Why not, Cecilia?"
The little girl turned away. "Because he loves me for who I am, and I love him for who he is. I don't want him to change at all."
"But it's just for best intentions."
She shook her head. "Sepia is perfect just how he is."






Continue?

Thanks to everyone who commented ^.^ Since I have nothing better to do, I'm gonna continue.




cecilia & sepia


"Are you sure? Wouldn't you rather have him fixed, or have a brand new bear, or--"
Cecilia shook her head. "Sepia has been with me through everything." she said quietly. "Everything." the little girl added in a whisper. The social worker didn't reply.
The white van stopped at a big gray house. It was quite dull, much like the dark clouds covering the rainy gray sky. Cecilia liked walking in the rain; No one could tell that you were crying. She noted the peeling blueish paint, and the creaking inky roof that was missing numerous shingles. The whole house shuddered in the wind. The brown grass was way too short, and in places it was hard to tell if it was grass or dirt. The leafless willow trees draped sadly over the rickety veranda on the second floor. The wind whistled through the cracked windows, and the badly painted brown door didn't close properly. Sure, the little girl hadn't lived in a mansion when she was with her parents, but it was much better than this sad excuse for a home.
Cecilia was ushered inside. The door squeaked loudly behind her and the social worker. Twenty-some young, mean-looking kids looked up at her with dark eyes and frowns. She was sure they weren't up to welcoming a new-comer.
"Kids, this is Cecilia. You be nice to her, now." the social worker said, stepping into what looked like a tiny, pigsty-like study. She closed and locked the door behind her.
A young boy, maybe a year or two older than the new girl, stepped over to her. He tore the bear rudely from her paws, prodding it with obvious distaste. "Baby needs a bear? Pathetic." he growled, poised to claw the bear apart.
Cecilia grabbed for Sepia, but the boy jumped back, and she fell flat on her face. Her muzzle stung, and she willed herself not to cry. With a hard swallow, she spoke in as calm a voice she could muster. "My parents gave him to me. Please give him back."
The boy snickered. "Oh so it's a he? Let me guess, it has some dumb name, too? Like Chocolate, or Brownie, right?" he sneered aggressively.
Cecilia looked down, pushing the tears back. "No. It doesn't have a name. And it's an it." she muttered. "Please give it back."
"Or what? What'cha gonna do, baby? Poke me? Go off and cry? Tell on me?"
She looked up, meeting his cold, crude eyes. "No. I'll... I'll... I'll fight you." she stammered, regretting her answer after it slipped out.
The boy laughed hoarsely. "You're going to fight me?" he put his paw to her forehead and pushed her onto her haunches.
Cecilia gulped. "Y-Yes." she replied, sticking up her paw and poking him in the chest.
"Oh owwww." the boy snickered sarcastically, tripping her. Cecilia landed hard on her stomach, knocking the air out of her.





Gotta go. I'll continue tomorrow!

Alright, time to add on a third part right before I gotta get ready for school ^.^






cecilia & sepia


Cecilia sat up, her eyes watering. It was hard to keep the tears back any longer. She couldn't fight the boy to win Sepia back. She couldn't take him back. She couldn't do anything, really.
"Aww, baby's gonna cry!" the boy laughed, tearing off one of the bear's ears.
At this point, the little girl felt tears down her cheeks. "Crying is not a sign of weakness." she whimpered, standing and walking hesitantly over to the boy. Her heart was in rage. She wished terrible things among those who had killed her parents, and she now wished terrible things to come upon this boy. She stood silently, her eyes blazing and locked with his. She raised a paw, and in seconds, the boy was thrown violently across the room and smack into a wall. He whimpered loudly, but the social worker didn't hear.
"Give me my bear back. I won't ask again!" Cecilia snarled, hot tears streaking down her face. The boy cowered back as she stepped closer, throwing the bear as if it were a bomb set to detonate in seconds. The other children stared as this little, harmless-looking girl turned and pushed open a door into another room.
Once in the room, her tears came rushing out full-throttle. She wrapped her paws around her face, muffling the sounds of her sobs. Sepia was closed tightly in those paws, comforting her as best as he could without having the ability to speak. "I hate it here!" Cecilia cried quietly. Why, why did the wars have to decide to take her parents' lives now? Why not when she was a teenager or an adult? Or why not before she was born so she wouldn't have to live in a world of horrible terror?

more? please