Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Marian5390]

Mr. Fancy Pants && his competitor

Chances are your pants are not as fancy as the pair
of very fancy pants that Mr. Fancy Pants will wear
when everyone is marching in the Fancy Pants Parade.
He's gonna beat the rest,
he's gonna be the best,
the best in terms of pants.

"Mr. Fancy Pants"
by Jonathan Coulton

Cute! <3

[Zeee]

the child x the friendly soul

"Don't worry."
She sweetly brushed her fingers through the youngens' hair, making her squirm when she roughly struck through her curls and small knots. The small child couldn't help but let sudden tears stream down her creamy cheeks.

'cause baby your a firework
come on show em' what your worth
make em' go ah-ah-ah
as you shoot across the

sky-ah-ah

"But-"
She shushed her and let the child climb atop her beautiful bed, soft and feathery. She fluffed her ostrich-feather-stuffed pillow and pulled a sheet over her, which was covered in different colored flowers, just like her. She suddenly asked the child to sit up, and she nodded- doing as she was told willingly. She grabbed a ponytail and pulled her hair back, tucking it all in. She patted the pillow and they exchanged smiles. A ringlet cascaded down her face, and the child tried to put it back, but she stopped her and gave her a strong smile, "Shh, youngen, and go to sleep."

Again, she nodded and did as she was told, leaning back and closing her eyes, drifting closer to dreamland.
The child dreamed that the person she cared most for- and the person who cared for her the most- left forever. Her only beauty. She woke up crying and panting, searching frantically for her best friend and most deared guardian. She waved with a big smile and the child calmed down, though sitting up and looking at her in the eyes, "Best friend, may I ask you something?" The child asked sweetly. Her 'best friend' nodded and the little girl continued, "Will you ever leave me?"

The sweet little girl's best friend gave her another smile.
"Of course not."

The girl gave her a smile back.
"That's all I needed to hear."



'cause baby your a firework
come on show em' what your worth
make em' go ah-ah-ah
as you shoot across the

sky-ah-ah

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[ oh god. that was worse than i thought. ]

[august rush]

Shalu -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Husk

I'll add a story sometime in the future - right now, I'm tired beyond belief X3

[black swan;;;;;]

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I'll write a story later.

[Mystic]

The Ashamed Little Girl______The Guilty Father

Butterflies filled the girl's stomach as she waited outside the prison, its grey walls bleak, even to her. Her heart ached as she took a step forward, only to be pulled back by her mother. Glancing up, the small girl's sad blue eyes met her mother's gaze, the woman's own eyes filled with contempt and accusation.

Shame filled the little girl's heart as it squeezed and tightened, causing a painful ache to expand through her chest.

Guilt.. Sadness.. Depression.. It all suddenly slammed into her, as it had been for the past 9 months ever since that dreaded night. She could already feel the prickle of her eyes as tears tried to slip past her stormy blue gems. They twinkled, tried to let loose all the pain and hurt. But she wouldn't let them. She wouldn't let herself cry, not in front of her own mother.

Holding back a whimper, she waited, her eyes looking over the large prison with anticipation.. and fear.

She couldn't help but be reminded of who was in that prison.. and why.

"When will he be out?" The girl asked her mother, trying not to meet her hate filled eyes as they drilled into her face, just piling onto the guilt.

"Any minute now." Growled the woman, her nose scrunching into a menacing sneer.

The small girl's throat tightened into an agonizing knot, her teeth clenching as it got harder and harder to breathe.

Anytime now.. What will he think.. Is he okay.. Will he even come.. These words swam through her guilt riddled mind, pain starting to break through her walls.

The suspense was starting to get to her, and she once again tried getting closer to the gates. Fortunately, her mother didn't stop her this time. This led her siblings to follow her, eager to finally see..

A dark figure emerged from the door of the building, 2 policemen accompanying it. They stood tall and proud, while the man slumped over, reluctant to look their way.

"Dad!"

"Look, Mum! Dad's here! See!"

Her brother and sister bellowed with glee, rushing to the gate as tears easily slid down their cheeks.

The butterflies in her stomach suddenly turned into hornets, buzzing around her belly until she started to feel sick with sadness.

Suddenly, the small girl's mind filled with the terrible nightmare of that one night.. When her father had been taken away by these men in blue, taken to this horrid prison as punishment for a speed chase, and domestic abuse..

All because of her.

She had called the police on him, as stupid as it was. She had called the law to sweep him away, when he had tried to hide and maybe even escape them. He had wanted to start a new life, in Victoria. He had worked so hard to keep them all together, to try and keep them happy. Yet the girl had gotten scared, afraid that they would all be caught and she would lose both her parents. All because her mother had been harboring a criminal.

Her mother had disowned her. Not legally, but the agony of it was all the same. Her siblings had hated her, teased her and stepped on her, even though she had been the eldest. It had left her in a deep depression for months.. she had even thought of running away, but she could never muster enough courage to do it. But instead, she had locked herself in her room, getting away from life with books and drawings.. they didn't matter now.

"Yes, I see him! Shush!" The woman hushed her children as she usually did, like a wolf warning off weaker canines.

Suddenly, the gate slid to the side, and her father was in front of her, towering over her as if he were the most important man in the world.

And in a way.. he was. To her.

Her role model, her father, her friend, her guardian, her protector, her mentor.. He was her world, and the sudden agony of what she had done hit her. Hard.

How could she have done that to him!?

A small whine left the brown haired girl as her siblings rushed into his arms, crying his name and weeping with happiness. Her mother quickly darted to him wrapping her arms around his neck with all the love a wife would show for her beloved husband, leaving the little girl to stand there on her own, unsure of how to react, how he would react.

She looked awkward, just standing there and watching them all embrace. But she waited, the image of her in that small group of loved ones causing another whimper of longing to leave her. But she was just a stupid little child, as her mother had pointed out so many times before. Unloved, useless, unworthy. She felt like an outcast, even in her own family.

As the family parted to give each other loving smiles, the man looked to his little girl.

Instead of sneering, or snarling, or just ignoring her like she expected.. he opened his arms.

Tears burst forth from the girls stormy blue eyes as she rushed forward, slamming into her father's sturdy body like a small girl would seeking protection. She felt everything just spill from her. All the pain an agony, all the shame and guilt. It was just too much.

For the first time in a very long time.. the girl cried. She sobbed into her father's silken white shirt, quiet at first, but soon she was hiccuping and sputtering, clutching onto her dad for dear life. She could feel all her tears soaking into his shirt, like all her hurt was being absorbed by him.

And it was, because suddenly he was crying too.

"Dad! Oh, dad I missed you so much!" The tiny girl cried, gritting her teeth as she tried to calm her hiccups. But it only worsened her crying as she was suddenly shuddering, her body wracked with each sob.

The man hung onto his sorrowful daughter, falling to his knees as he tried to beg for forgiveness. But all he could do was choke out an emotional apology. Over and over.

"I'm so sorry! I-I'm so so sorry" He whispered, resting her hand on her head as he let her cry into him, uncaring to the ocean of her tears that seeped through his shirt. He just held on, desperately hoping she would forgive him. Everything he had done.. he regretted so deeply, he would have done anything, anything, to make her forgive him.

But instead of becoming distant, as she usually did when things started to get too emotional, she just nodded into his shoulder, her small hands tightening against his neck and she stayed silent.

But the silence was all he needed. She did forgive him, and in that forgiveness was understanding.

Pulling away, the small girl looked up into her father's eyes, as blue as her own. Similar eyes met, suddenly her lips bloomed into a smile.

And with that smile, the man's own smile found it's way to his mouth. And it was as genuine as his love for his eldest daughter. His angel.
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I just wanted to do something new.. you don't see much stories about fathers and daughters.
Especially ones where the father is in jail because of the daughter!

It isn't the only reason I did this, though.
A lot of people don't realize how lucky they are to have their parents.
I, for one, love my father to bits, and I know I would forgive him for anything, even if it was for an unspeakable crime.
He's my idol, my friend, my mentor, my role model..
He's my everything ^^
Yup, I'm a real daddy's girl

Try listening to ' A thousand years ' by Christina Perri while reading this. I kinda nearly cried.. xD

Hope you enjoy <3

[Marian5390]

Mystic, I cannot put into words how touched I was by your story. It was truly beautiful. I now appreciate the fact that we're visiting my dad soon even more. c= (He's working in Saskatchewan, and the rest of the family is here in Montreal.)

[Mystic]

Thank you so much! <3
I hope you have a great time at your dad's ^^
I'm glad you liked my story so much, it was really hard to write this because it was a little emotional for me and I'm not good with expressing my feelings xD

[Grace(:]

Xana ---- Karno

Karno and Xana always walked home together, every single day. On a Monday, they were walking home and just as Xana and Karno were parting, to walk to their homes, Karno grabbed Xana and slowly breathed. "Run away with me, we can live together, you and me." Xana paused, she had been dreaming for this moment for years, and it had finally came. "Yes." she answered, taking his hand. "Where do we go?"
"I don't know." Karno replied.

Should I go on?

[cass.]

who we are && who we could be

So-called Mr Rock & Roll,
Is dancing on his own again,
Talking on his phone again,
To someone who tells him that his balance is low.
He's got nowhere to go, he's on his own again.

Rock Chick of the century,
Is acting like she used to be,
Dancing like there's no-one there.
Before she never seemed to care,
Now she wouldn't dare.
It's so Rock & Roll to be alone.

And they'll meet one day far away,
And say, 'I wish I was something more.'
And they'll meet one day far away,
And say, 'I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before.'

Mrs Black & White she's never seen a shade of grey,
Always something on her mind,
Every single day.
But now she's lost her way,
And where does she go from here?

Mr. Multicultural sees all that one can see,
He's living proof of someone very different to me.
But now he wants to be free,
Free so he can see.

And they'll meet one day far away,
And say, 'I wish I was something more.'
And they'll meet one day far away,
And say, 'I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before.'

He'll say, 'I wish I knew you
I wish I met you when time was still on my side.'
She'll say, 'I wish I knew you
I wish I loved you before I was his bride.'

And so they must depart,
Two many more broken hearts.
But I've seen that all before,
In T.V, books, and film and more.
And there's a happy ending,
Every single day.

And they'll meet one day far away,
And say, 'I wish I was something more.'
And they'll meet one day far away
And say, 'I wish I knew you, I wish I knew you before


open your eyes. be who you want to be. enjoy life.
don't spend your life wishing it would end.
meet people, go places. love life, please.

-Banjo x

Lyrics belong to Amy MacDonald, 'Mr. Rock 'n' Roll. One of my favourite songs, please have a listen to if you have a spare moment :3

[.:scales:.]

Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice
But a rainbow's easy once you get to know it
With the help of the magic of a pegasus device

Let's delve deeper into rainbow philosophy
Far beyond that of Cloudsdale's mythology
It's easy to misjudge that floating city
With it's alluring decor and social psychology
But with all great things comes a great responsibility
That of Cloudsdale's being weather stability
How, you ask, are they up to the task
To which the answer is in a simple facility

In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through
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(Do not read the Rainbow factory unless you are at least 18 and enjoy Gore/Horror. Do not say I did not warn you.)