Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

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Epic Belle!!!!

[darlin' belle.]

Epic Belle!!!!

Thanks :3

[darlin' belle.]

Listen.

When the summer ceases gleaming,
When the corn is past its prime,
When adventure loses meaning,
I'll be homeward bound in time.

My Dearest Opal.
As I write this, a thunderstorm rages outside. The exploration party has stopped at an inn for the night, and I was able to procure ink and paper. The innkeeper promised me that he would have this delivered; I can only hope that he is truthful. We have crossed Pike's Pass and are nearing the ocean- they say we'll be able to hear it by nightfall tomorrow. I saw a bluejay this afternoon, and was reminded of you, my love. The birdsong was so sweet that I thought my heart would break for longing. From the way the wind blew cold, I knew that winter was approaching. The corn in the fields must be ripe and harvested by now- I wish I could have been home to help. Is your brother taking good care of you? Say hello to him for me; I miss the little scamp, even though I said I wouldn't. And I miss you, dearest. So much that it hurts. Everything I see reminds me of what I left behind, and I would give anything to be with you now. If I am not home by Christmas eve, say a prayer for me and wish me good fortune.
I will return to you with all the swiftness in the world, my love.
Jason.

Bind me not to the pasture,
Chain me not to the plow;
Set me free to find my calling,
I'll return to you somehow.

This is pretty, like the song :3

[G.L'S]

ok, here's more:

Lacey Primrose and Robin Goodfellow
The Princess and the Puck

I laughed as the sun broke the dusk that midsummer day. It had been one year since the confusion last summer. All the faerie dust and the crazy lovers...even a mule tossed into the mix. I couldn't help but roar at the memories. The memory that was The Midsummer Night's Dream.

The couples had supposedly prospered since my meddling that evening. They were all with their respective partners, the faerie spell broken and Titania the Faerie queen was no longer in love with a human transformed into a mule...oh yes, and he was also changed back, much to my dismay. I thought it rather suiting to him.

As the twilight began to set in, I noticed the other faeries and pucks beginning to settle in for the night. I myself, was restless. I remember swinging between the trees with a whooping laughter that everyone scolded with a healthy scowl as I passed but I didn't care. It was only me, Robin Goodfellow.

I eventually stopped my rousing and sat on an oak tree branch along one the forest's paths. Gazing into the night sky, I saw the same constellations looking back at me as that summer night not so long ago. Thinking of all the lovers and how happy they were brought a bit of a damper to my heart. No one loved me like that. I was just Robin Goodfellow, the mischevious puck who was usually to blame for any antics occurred. No one ever said they loved me, no one did.

Just then, a pair of voices interrupted my chain of thoughts as they floated to me from the forest's edge. I turned to see two very familiar faces. It was the Duke and his wife Hippolyta. I couldn't help but smile my signature toothy grin. They were also involved in the sham last year but it seemed that they were still happy. Hippolyta even seemed to be carrying a baby. Sure enough, the cooes from both parents solidified my inquiry.

They came to a stop underneath my oak tree and sat for a rest while cradling their little infant. I looked at it curiously for a moment to figure it out. It was a little girl, a few months old and seemingly very curious. As they toyed with her affections, she looked up at me in the branches and smiled wide, like she recognized me or something. I smiled back and waved to her and giggled softly as she returned the gesture, flailing her little arms. Her parents laughed and played with her, thinking the attention was for them and I couldn't help but laugh.

After a bit, they stood up and the Duke propped his daughter to his chest so she could see out behind him. Hippolyta tickled her daughter and cooed her name. It was Lacey I think. As they walked away, the little baby laughed and waved at me and I waved happily back. "I hope to see you again little Lacey"

A few years had passed since that summer night but still I found myself thinking of that small girl waving so happily to me. I often spent my time closer to the forest's edge by the Duke's home than in the forest's magical wake. Because I spent so much time there, little Lacey would see me from her bedroom window and saw I was no threat, but in fact, a potential playmate.

When she was older and was allowed to go exploring on her own, she came out and made my acquaintance for the first time.

"Who're you?" she asked one day as she leaned against the willow tree I sat in.

"I, my young lady, am Robin Goodfellow. May I be so bold as to ask you your name?"

She giggled at my etiquette and curtseyed. "Certaintly. My name is Lacey, daughter to the Duke."

"Ah so a princess of sorts I see. Well my lady, I do fear I am not of royal descendant such as yourself for I am just a humble Puck."

"What's a Puck?"

"A Puck is a magical sprite. We're little tricksters of sorts."

"So you have fun?"

"Have fun!? Fun's my middle name! Come on! I'll show you fun!"

And that was the start of a beautiful friendship. Everyday little Lacey ran out from her house to join me in the woods. We'd climb trees, eat olives and rouse up the wood folk with some pranks. After our little teasings with them, some of the woodland residences would look at the pair of us with mouths agape. Two mischevious imps like Robin Goodfellow? They were doomed. After all that, we'd both laugh until our sides ached.

As Lacey got older though, there was a shift in her personality. Lacey didn't want to climb trees or prank people anymore. She'd come out everyday and ask to sit under the generous shades of the oak trees I waited for her in. I always sat with her but sometimes my childish personality would get the better of me and I'd have to leave for a moment to occupy myself. When I did this, I watched her from above as well to try and understand what compelled her to be this way, but I just couldn't understand it.

After everyday, I always felt this dull ache resonating in my chest where my heart should be. I began to turn in early and not bother anyone anymore with my restless howling. The other pucks liked the change but they also seemed concerned by it. I'd just shrug my shoulders and lay on my small bed. It was just me, Robin Goodfellow, silently heartbroken though nobody knew it.

After a while, I guess the other pucks grew so worried they asked Titania, the faerie queen to talk to me. She found me perched on the willow tree I first met Lacey on, slouched over like I'd lost the world.

"Robin? What's wrong?"

"I don't know your highness. I just hurt all the time."

"Call me Titania, love. Where does it hurt?" she asked me but it seemed like she already knew the answer.

"Right here," I said and poked my little furry chest.

"Ah I see. And she's the thief?" Titania asked, gesturing to Lacey who was sitting in her garden reading. All I could do was nod in response, still rubbing my sternum like I had heartburn. "It'll heal, don't worry Robin."

"But I don't understand. Why is she so different now?"

"Quite simply Robin, she's grown up into a woman now. She's not a child anymore."

more?

[aleatory]

Amy and Izzy, friends forever...
"Wouldn't it be like, soooo cool if we were both the same thing?" Amy was practically bouncing with excitement. Today was the day that the list would be revealed- the list that could change my life! The cast list for The Nutcracker Ballet.
"I mean, we could both be Waltz flowers or something, I was a waltz flower last year, and it was really cool."Amy babbled on. My dream... If I got the part of Clara, the part I'd been wanting forever, I would dance my heart out. It could launch my whole dancing career! I could be on Broadway next year, dancing the part of Clara!
"Or maybe we could do snowflakes, I like the Snowflake song." Amy continued. I just knew if I wasn't Clara, my hopes and my WHOLE FUTURE would be ruined. And as much as I liked Amy, I would not be pleased to be anything with her. Because there was only ONE Clara. Amy would have to be a waltzing whatever all by herself.
I didn't bother looking for my name- I looked straight at the part of Clara. And there, in bright red and green letters were the words "Amelia VanLoss". I stared at the name, dumbstruck. Amy was still scanning the list.
"Oh my gosh. Izzy! Look! I got Clara!" That was all it was to her, wasn't it? A silly little prize to win. She didn't have any bright dreams resting entirely on that one role. She didn't CARE that she was ruining my whole life and career on Broadway.
"Well, lovely for you!" I snapped, storming away from the board. I didn't even look what I was. I didn't care.
I sat by myself for a moment while Amy stood by the board, looking perplexed at my sudden outburst. I never even told her I wanted to be Clara...and it's not her fault she auditioned well enough to be cast.
"Izz? Izz, did you find your name?" Amy called.
"Don't care. I don't really want to be in the show." I mumbled.
"Izz? You're the Sugarplum Fairy."
WHAT? No way I could be the Sugarplum Fairy- she's always played by an older dancer. I ran over to the board again. "Really?"
Sure enough... "Sugarplum Fairy: Isabel Frank" right there in red and green. "This is amazing!" I cheered, hugging my friend tightly.
I really COULD go to Broadway- the youngest dancer to ever hold the role of Sugarplum Fairy! And Amy, I decided, could be Clara in the show. We really were together now- like friends should be.

I don't know... I just pictured these two as ballet friends... one just sort of crazy and friendly and the other a girl with rediculous dreams and a quick temper. Plus, they really DO look like Clara and the Sugarplum Fairy :3

[Alina_Mau]

Amy and Izzy, friends forever...
"Wouldn't it be like, soooo cool if we were both the same thing?" Amy was practically bouncing with excitement. Today was the day that the list would be revealed- the list that could change my life! The cast list for The Nutcracker Ballet.
"I mean, we could both be Waltz flowers or something, I was a waltz flower last year, and it was really cool."Amy babbled on. My dream... If I got the part of Clara, the part I'd been wanting forever, I would dance my heart out. It could launch my whole dancing career! I could be on Broadway next year, dancing the part of Clara!
"Or maybe we could do snowflakes, I like the Snowflake song." Amy continued. I just knew if I wasn't Clara, my hopes and my WHOLE FUTURE would be ruined. And as much as I liked Amy, I would not be pleased to be anything with her. Because there was only ONE Clara. Amy would have to be a waltzing whatever all by herself.
I didn't bother looking for my name- I looked straight at the part of Clara. And there, in bright red and green letters were the words "Amelia VanLoss". I stared at the name, dumbstruck. Amy was still scanning the list.
"Oh my gosh. Izzy! Look! I got Clara!" That was all it was to her, wasn't it? A silly little prize to win. She didn't have any bright dreams resting entirely on that one role. She didn't CARE that she was ruining my whole life and career on Broadway.
"Well, lovely for you!" I snapped, storming away from the board. I didn't even look what I was. I didn't care.
I sat by myself for a moment while Amy stood by the board, looking perplexed at my sudden outburst. I never even told her I wanted to be Clara...and it's not her fault she auditioned well enough to be cast.
"Izz? Izz, did you find your name?" Amy called.
"Don't care. I don't really want to be in the show." I mumbled.
"Izz? You're the Sugarplum Fairy."
WHAT? No way I could be the Sugarplum Fairy- she's always played by an older dancer. I ran over to the board again. "Really?"
Sure enough... "Sugarplum Fairy: Isabel Frank" right there in red and green. "This is amazing!" I cheered, hugging my friend tightly.
I really COULD go to Broadway- the youngest dancer to ever hold the role of Sugarplum Fairy! And Amy, I decided, could be Clara in the show. We really were together now- like friends should be.

I don't know... I just pictured these two as ballet friends... one just sort of crazy and friendly and the other a girl with rediculous dreams and a quick temper. Plus, they really DO look like Clara and the Sugarplum Fairy :3

I'm SOOOOO in love with this! So cute and you're right the Blu pup from last years advent fits the role of Clara very well! ^_^

[Penultima]

Lindt and Victoria.

Sorry, too tired for a story lol.
All I can say; fire and ice

(they'd make lovely gen 2s!)

[Nanorat]

The King and the Jester

[Mozzy.]

the 3 lost souls

the brave soldier, grieving father and husband

the fire that took his whole world from him

story? c:

[lilshocker8]

the 3 lost souls

the brave soldier, grieving father and husband

the fire that took his whole world from him

story? c:

Yes please