Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

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[TheWhiteWolf]

Quick, happy little story because I'm tired of writing about people dying. xD


Bessy [f] & Sprinkles [m]

I like it

[wibeke]

Quick, happy little story because I'm tired of writing about people dying. xD


Bessy [f] & Sprinkles [m]

I like it

Glad you like it. x3

[TheWhiteWolf]

Jeff (M) and Starrita (Star-re-ta) (F)

Part 1

I was walking home from a friend's house, when a cold air blew through. I shivered. It was winter, and I was hoping for snow. It was also evening, and even though I was hungry, I wasn't in any hurry to return home.

Then there won't be any school! I thought gleefully. Then my smile faded. Then I won't see Samatha.... I frowned. Samatha was the new girl. She was cute, and I was lucky enough to end up as her welcome buddy.

" Ah who cares about girls anyways? " I said out loud as I kicked a tuff of grass that was peeking through the crack of the sidewalk. " I sure don't! "

That was a lie, but I was to stubborn to admit it to myself, so I decided to whistle a merry little tune that I just made up. I shivered again as goosebumps appeared on my sensitive skin. Rubbing my arms against each other, I wondered how it got so cold so quickly.

Shrugging it off, I slowed down. I didn't want to home. Not with The Father getting drunk every night, because of his stupid job, and taking it out on me. Then Mama letting him, not stopping him. But she made it up by taking me to fun places when The Father was at work or passed out on the weekend. Maybe she has ice cream waiting for me at home!

With that happy thought in my head, I skipped home. Of course, that was not the case. The Father was already drunk, and already worked himself into a rage. When the night was over, I had another set of bruises and a black eye to go along with my long faded ones. The Father always made sure that my first set of brusies faded before giving me more. I was a clumsy child. And I have senstive skin, so he got away with it.

As I sobbed in the bed, I heard him rage at Mama for a while, before the loud THUMP of him hitting the floor, passed out scared me. I timdily crawled out of bed and crawled to Mama, whose eyes were red and puffy. She rocked my for a while, before shushing me back to bed.

But I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I went to the window and stared at the sky. I saw a star, that seemed to twinkle at me, and I closed my eyes tightly, and whispered:

" Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight.

I wish that The Father would disapear, so Mama and I could live happily ever after. "

As I opened my eyes, I was disapointed. I could still hear The Father's rumbling snores downstairs. Sighing, I slid down off the window and crawled into bed, not noticing that the ''star'' appeared closer, and brighter then before.

Part 2

When I woke up, The Father was already at work. I was late for school, but that was okay, because it was a snow day! Leaping out of bed, I ran downstairs, only to be stopped by Mama.

" Mama, Mama! It's snowing! Can- "

" No, we are leaving. " Mama said hurridly. I saw her suitcase, the one we used when went to Miami last winter.

" Mama, why are you packed up? " I asked, confused. " Are we going on a trip? " I asked, brighting.

" Sure. ' Mama replied. " Get your stuff, the things that are most important to you and pack them up in your Buzz Lightyear suitcase. Also, pack a couple extra pairs of clothes. And don't bring a whole bunch of toys. Oh, and bring your scarf! " Mama added as she bustled away. She was digging through drawers and papers were flying everywhere.

" Okay Mama... can I bring Mr. Huggles? " I asked quietly, afraid to anger her. I could tell she was hurting.

Mama looked up and snapped. " What!? " Then she reliazed what I said. The harsh look on her face softened, and she looked at me and smiled.

" Of course you can, Jeffy. " She said softly, using my old nickname. " But that's all. "

So I crammed my clothes and stuff in the suitcase, grabbed Mr. Huggles and put my scarf and hat on. Bounding down the stairs, I followed Mama out the door.

We drove for a long, long time. So long, that the sky grew dark and the stars came out. Again, I saw "my" star, and I noticed that it was bigger and brighter then before. Again, I wished the same wish as before. This time, I saw the star glow brighter, and it seemed to grow even bigger!

" Mama, Mama! " I exclamied, pointing towards the sky. " Look at that star! "

Mama sighed tiredly. " Not now baby, I'm driving. "

I sighed also, but I stared at the beauful star. I felt happy when I looked at it. I nestled up with Mr. Huggles and fell asleep.


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[Freyàh]

Quick, happy little story because I'm tired of writing about people dying. xD


Bessy [f] & Sprinkles [m]

Dawwww that was adorable, wibeke <3 I sort of have a thing for relationships which don't start with love at first sight xD

@Lennie
I loved the way you wrote it, but really sad that she killed him and blamed him for the murders D: But when reading, a person can definitely feel their 'relationship' and feelings. And I also enjoy the way they talk to each other XD Nice job ^^

And @TheWhiteWolf I really like your story, please write more? I feel really bad for Jeff, but atleast a better future awaits him now that they are leaving The Father, I hope. I can't wait to read some more, nice job so far. You really captured the sadness with your words ^^

[elbowscar]

Jeff (M) and Starrita (Star-re-ta) (F)

Part 1

I was walking home from a friend's house, when a cold air blew through. I shivered. It was winter, and I was hoping for snow. It was also evening, and even though I was hungry, I wasn't in any hurry to return home.

Then there won't be any school! I thought gleefully. Then my smile faded. Then I won't see Samatha.... I frowned. Samatha was the new girl. She was cute, and I was lucky enough to end up as her welcome buddy.

" Ah who cares about girls anyways? " I said out loud as I kicked a tuff of grass that was peeking through the crack of the sidewalk. " I sure don't! "

That was a lie, but I was to stubborn to admit it to myself, so I decided to whistle a merry little tune that I just made up. I shivered again as goosebumps appeared on my sensitive skin. Rubbing my arms against each other, I wondered how it got so cold so quickly.

Shrugging it off, I slowed down. I didn't want to home. Not with The Father getting drunk every night, because of his stupid job, and taking it out on me. Then Mama letting him, not stopping him. But she made it up by taking me to fun places when The Father was at work or passed out on the weekend. Maybe she has ice cream waiting for me at home!

With that happy thought in my head, I skipped home. Of course, that was not the case. The Father was already drunk, and already worked himself into a rage. When the night was over, I had another set of bruises and a black eye to go along with my long faded ones. The Father always made sure that my first set of brusies faded before giving me more. I was a clumsy child. And I have senstive skin, so he got away with it.

As I sobbed in the bed, I heard him rage at Mama for a while, before the loud THUMP of him hitting the floor, passed out scared me. I timdily crawled out of bed and crawled to Mama, whose eyes were red and puffy. She rocked my for a while, before shushing me back to bed.

But I didn't go to sleep. Instead, I went to the window and stared at the sky. I saw a star, that seemed to twinkle at me, and I closed my eyes tightly, and whispered:

" Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight.

I wish that The Father would disapear, so Mama and I could live happily ever after. "

As I opened my eyes, I was disapointed. I could still hear The Father's rumbling snores downstairs. Sighing, I slid down off the window and crawled into bed, not noticing that the ''star'' appeared closer, and brighter then before.

Part 2

When I woke up, The Father was already at work. I was late for school, but that was okay, because it was a snow day! Leaping out of bed, I ran downstairs, only to be stopped by Mama.

" Mama, Mama! It's snowing! Can- "

" No, we are leaving. " Mama said hurridly. I saw her suitcase, the one we used when went to Miami last winter.

" Mama, why are you packed up? " I asked, confused. " Are we going on a trip? " I asked, brighting.

" Sure. ' Mama replied. " Get your stuff, the things that are most important to you and pack them up in your Buzz Lightyear suitcase. Also, pack a couple extra pairs of clothes. And don't bring a whole bunch of toys. Oh, and bring your scarf! " Mama added as she bustled away. She was digging through drawers and papers were flying everywhere.

" Okay Mama... can I bring Mr. Huggles? " I asked quietly, afraid to anger her. I could tell she was hurting.

Mama looked up and snapped. " What!? " Then she reliazed what I said. The harsh look on her face softened, and she looked at me and smiled.

" Of course you can, Jeffy. " She said softly, using my old nickname. " But that's all. "

So I crammed my clothes and stuff in the suitcase, grabbed Mr. Huggles and put my scarf and hat on. Bounding down the stairs, I followed Mama out the door.

We drove for a long, long time. So long, that the sky grew dark and the stars came out. Again, I saw "my" star, and I noticed that it was bigger and brighter then before. Again, I wished the same wish as before. This time, I saw the star glow brighter, and it seemed to grow even bigger!

" Mama, Mama! " I exclamied, pointing towards the sky. " Look at that star! "

Mama sighed tiredly. " Not now baby, I'm driving. "

I sighed also, but I stared at the beauful star. I felt happy when I looked at it. I nestled up with Mr. Huggles and fell asleep.


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[ThisIsInCode]

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The fool loves the princess.

[cup of cocoa]

@~TheSecondHermione~; Cute couple. x3 Made me laugh mentally.

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Aiko [M] ~~ Sierra [F]

There she was. She was in labor. And there I was, holding her paw in comfort while she laid in the hospital bed. The surgeons guided her through the birth of our child. And all I could do was stroke my dear wife's paw, saying soft and gentle words. After a long time, something went wrong. The surgeons were rushing around, trying to save her.
I tried to help.
It was too late.
That simple, yet devastating night for me. My wife, Sierra, had died. The pain had gotten to her nerves and she was scared and frightened she had a heart attack. The baby, at least, made it. I was a widower now. Sierra.. the girl who shined bright in the stars. Her star birthmark resembled the beauty of the night sky. I couldn't believe she was gone. The symbol of hope and faith. Her sweet laugh and her gingerbread smell she always had when she put on her perfume..
..it was all gone away from me. I had to let her go. The baby was crying, and the surgeons washed and cleaned it off. They wrapped it in a small, pink cloth. It was a girl.
I tried my best to support my baby child and gave a weak smile. I guess my girl could read through my pain, because she cried louder then the rest of the other babies who all had a full set of parents.
How was I suppose to do this alone? Oh, if only my wife was there. She would know what to do.
The surgeons gave me a bottle of milk. I was to give a full portion each morning and each night. Also in the afternoon if the baby was that hungry. I gave the bottle to the delicate, weak daughter. She took it and drank out of it heavily. It must of been hard for her to reach life. Now it was my job to support her.
Now.. was my job to protect her and be her father.


The daughter

[OMGItsFireFoxx]

@~TheSecondHermione~; Cute couple. x3 Made me laugh mentally.

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Aiko [M] ~~ Sierra [F]

There she was. She was in labor. And there I was, holding her paw in comfort while she laid in the hospital bed. The surgeons guided her through the birth of our child. And all I could do was stroke my dear wife's paw, saying soft and gentle words. After a long time, something went wrong. The surgeons were rushing around, trying to save her.
I tried to help.
It was too late.
That simple, yet devastating night for me. My wife, Sierra, had died. The pain had gotten to her nerves and she was scared and frightened she had a heart attack. The baby, at least, made it. I was a widower now. Sierra.. the girl who shined bright in the stars. Her star birthmark resembled the beauty of the night sky. I couldn't believe she was gone. The symbol of hope and faith. Her sweet laugh and her gingerbread smell she always had when she put on her perfume..
..it was all gone away from me. I had to let her go. The baby was crying, and the surgeons washed and cleaned it off. They wrapped it in a small, pink cloth. It was a girl.
I tried my best to support my baby child and gave a weak smile. I guess my girl could read through my pain, because she cried louder then the rest of the other babies who all had a full set of parents.
How was I suppose to do this alone? Oh, if only my wife was there. She would know what to do.
The surgeons gave me a bottle of milk. I was to give a full portion each morning and each night. Also in the afternoon if the baby was that hungry. I gave the bottle to the delicate, weak daughter. She took it and drank out of it heavily. It must of been hard for her to reach life. Now it was my job to support her.
Now.. was my job to protect her and be her father.


The daughter

So cute and so sweet <3 I almost cried a little

[wibeke]

PandaPirate; that was adorable~ So sad, though.

'Nother mind dump story. [oh God I'm gonna have so much fun with these radiation pups xD] Once again, hope it isn't too depressing. ^^'


Two birds on a w i r e

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The girl sat, her finger tips drumming a constant tap tap tap on the chair, echoing through the otherwise silent room.
She could only sit and observe him, the skinny boy with the shaking hands and darting grey eyes. Only sit and wait, hoping for him to speak to her, to offer some words of encouragement.

He could only fumble with the old radio, clenching his fists as the useless old machine shot out another burst of static.

"We need to leave," the girl whispered, her voice hoarse from exhaustion.
The boy sighed, his eyes lowering to the floor, "There's nowhere left to go."

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One tries to fly away
And the other watches her close from that wire
He says he wants to as well
But he is a liar

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She put her head in her hands, stroking the two feathers tucked gently behind her ear. They were a gift from the boy- he found them not far from the house. It was a promise, a promise that they'd escape the barren little town.
But that was before the bomb was dropped, before it became a danger to go outside. Before the time where every breathe of clean air was treasured, when windows didn't need to be sealed shut and there was no need to carry a mask with you, just in case.

He had broken his promise, yet still she stayed.
Perhaps it was the worry- the guilt. How could she just leave him behind, just leave him to rot in this god forsaken land?

The boy was now turning his attention to the book shelf, pulling out an old picture book from it's dusty shelves. He found himself tracing over the colorful illustrations with his fingers, remembering when the earth once shared its glow. For a time they continued in their silence, the boy with his story and the girl still drumming her fingers, tap tap tap.

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I'll believe it all
There's nothing I won't understand

I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

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"I'm sorry, little bird," he whispered, closing the book and letting it fall to the floor. "It's not safe out there."
The girl closed her eyes, remembering the old nickname. Remembering how much she loved the boy, how he always swore to protect her.
"I just...I don't want to lose you,"the boy whimpered, his voice turning to a sob,"It's not safe... we can't leave."

The boy sighed, grasping her hand in his own. "It'll be okay, I promise," the boy said softly.
Just another promise he couldn't keep.

But for a moment it didn't matter. She loved him, and she wasn't going to leave. Empty as they were, she couldn't help but believe his promises. She did her best to believe what the men said on the radio, that soon the radiation would make it's way into the soil and the world would be safe. Heck, she even believed that the war was ending.
And she had him, the boy she loved. Still loved, really. In a sense nothing had changed.

Someday her mind would change and she'd leave that dismal little house, but the boy would never follow.

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Two birds on a w i r e
One says c'mon and the other says "I'm tired"
The sky is overcast and I'm sorry
One more or one less
Nobody's worried

Two Birds ~ Regina Spektor