Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[mr.kingrichard]

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Holly ------- Chamosia

"Star light star bright, the first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight"

A breathless whisper ghosted across the silence of the night. All were asleep, while the mysteries of the night played out with no daylight-seeing eyes to revel in it's wonder. All, except for a little girl of no more than ten years, kneeling on her bed and gazing to the skies in awe at the North star that shone white and blue. The little girl's pale brown body was clothed in rainbow coloured pyjammas, her paws were splayed out in her windowsill to steady herself while her baby blue eyes stayed heavenward with her whispered poem. She was absolutely still; not even her curled tail wagged.

"I wish..." only then did she close her eyes tightly and clasped her paws as though in prayer, "I wish for a friend all of my own,"

She wished with all her might, wished with all of her soul. After long minutes of wishing she opened her eyes to look back up above her. But something was different. The star that was there was gone! Despair tugged at her heart until she heard a soft gentle female voice float from her garden.

"Holly...Holly, I am here... "

Holly looked down at the sound of her name. There, a female dog sat on the grass looking up at her with her long graceful tail waving back and forth ever so softly, even her fur seemed to ripple and move with a non-existant wind. Holly's baby blue eyes widened as she looked closer. The older female had this presence about her that was so utterly beautiful, so unearthly, that it seemed even the air around her glowed with mystery. Her fur was two shades of blue and white, and the dark eyes looking back at her were warm and full of life.

"W-Who are you? How do you know my name?" Holly asked with a hushed voice.

"You've been wishing on me for many nights Holly, and now I'll make your wish come true," the female replied, and even her voice seemed to echo as if from afar.

Holly's heart seemed to stop in surprise.

"Are you...The star?" the girl's voice was trembling with amazement.

"Yes Holly. My name is Chamosia, and I'm here to be your friend,"

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Continue?

I like the details in this story. I haven't seen one like it yet. Please, do continue.

[mr.kingrichard]

Wolfgang xXx Jakeob


Chapter One

.....It had all started late one October day, when Wolfgang was running late from work and hadn't heard from Jakeob. Normally when he worked late, his finace would call, sounding worried. He'd then assure him that he was fine, that he'd simply been caught up with talking to a patient or his patient's owners. Today, however, he hadn't called, and Wolfgang himself was starting to get worried. It wasn't like Jakeob to not call. Was something wrong? He didn't want to interrupt his work, but what else was he to do? If something was wrong with him, he needed to know. He'd already tried calling Jakeob on his cellphone and the house phone, but he'd answered neither of them.

.....Deciding not to wait any longer, Wolfgang informed his secretary that he was leaving, and after taking one last check over his patients, set off down the highway towards his home.

.....Although he worked in New York City, he lived in the country of New York State, and it was quite a drive. Once he got off the bridge connecting Manhattan Island to New York, he still had na hour and a half to drive before he arrived home. If something was indeed wrong with Jakeob, the hospital was ninety miles in the opposite direction of their house. He was honestly almost praying at this point, his anxiety rising after every moment that passed by. As a veterinarian, he'd learned that every minute could mean the difference between life and death, and he knew that it was the same for humans.

.....Pulling in to the driveway, Wolfgang had to keep himself from jumping out of the car and running up to the front door. The last thing he wanted to do was make Jakeob aware of his anxiety issues that he'd kept quietly locked away ever since they'd met, back in high school. After fumbling with the lock for a few moments (his hands were trembling almost uncontrollably at this point), Wolfgang was finally able ot pry the door open and was promptly greeted by their five adopted huskies. They had gotten the dogs after much begging from Jakeob, who happened to love the breed. Getting five was a bit of an accident; the first dog, Ruby had a sister, Smile that they had to adopt with her, and then they got Fifty and his sister Camo, then finally Cera came along, and by that time they'd both gotten so attached that the couldn't bear to let any of the dogs go. At that moment in time, though, the dogs were not Wolfgang's main worry.

.....“Jakeob?” He called out, finally managing to get away from the curious dogs. “Jake?” He paused for a moment, waiting for an answer, before Jakeob's timid voice came from down the hallway.

.....“Wolfgang?”

.....“Wolfgang?” His voice sounded strained, and Wolfgang felt his heart start racing again. Reminding himself to stay calm and not to panic, he walked down the hallway and into the bathroom, where Jakeob was sitting in front of the toilet. He had one hand tightly gripping the side of the bowl, and his other hand resting on his stomach. He looked very pale and sickly, and Wolfgang could guess what he could have been doing before he walked in, and why Jakeob didn't call. Kneeling beside him, Wolfgang gently rubbed Jakeob's back, letting the smaller man lean against him. He was definitely sick, Wolfgang could tell, but it didn't look like he was in any danger of sudden death.

....."What happened?" He finally asked after a few quiet moments of trying to get himself to relax. "Are you alright?"

....."I feel terrible," Jakeob replied, half-closing his pale green eyes. "Just...awful. This is the worst it's been since it started..." As soon as he said that, he looked as if he regretted it. Immediately, Wolfgang felt his anxiety returning, his grip on Jakeob's shoulder tightening a bit.

....."Since when what started?" Wolfgang brushed a few strands of pale orange-gold hair from Jakeob's neck to see if he had a fever. He flinched away from Wolfgang's touch at first, before keeping still to allow his fiance to touch him.

....."Me being sick. It started last week. I got sick maybe...once every day? I just haven't been feeling well." He subconsciously rubbed his stomach as another wave of nausea began to settle over him.

.....Feeling that he was running a slight fever, Wolfgang pulled his hand back. "Why didn't you tell me? You need to see a doctor, what if it's serious?" The other man was silent, shaking a little as he leaned over the toilet, sighing.

[Lily.Sweet]

The Wishmaker and the Tubby kitty


Pets' names: Glimmer and Koi

[Squishy Fishy]

her xx him

and me

I grazed through the woods, not having much to do. I walked around, glancing at the other trees
"Apple, Maple, Oak, oh, how i love trees"
I went farther then i ever had been before, but i saw something.
"Is that- a castle!" i said.
It couldnt be. I closed my eyes. When i opened them i screamed. some random knight was in front of me.
"Wha- what do you want?" I said.
"I do not wish to harm you. My job is to bring you to the island princess." he said.
His accent was so cute, and i instantly fell in love. But was he dating the princess? were they married?I couldnt tell. He was so cute, in his black armour and all, so i had to follow him to the princess.
"So you have brought the animal that has been in MY forest?" She said. The princess was pretty. She had silky black hair with a cute flower in her hair. She wore a green pendant on her neck.
"Your forest?" I questioned. the knight stood in front of me.
"Do not look the princess in the eye." he said
"You have been lurking in the forest of our princess. You will now pay." He said.
"Wha- what do i have to do?" I whimpered.
"You will stay in the dungeon tonight. If we catch you in the woods again, you will spend another night in the dungeon, and so forth.
" I heard the doors close and quards picked me up and placed me in a room. I heard the door lock.

Could i escape, or not?

(Should I write more?)

yes!

[cujo.]

Wolfgang xXx Jakeob


Chapter One

.....It had all started late one October day, when Wolfgang was running late from work and hadn't heard from Jakeob. Normally when he worked late, his finace would call, sounding worried. He'd then assure him that he was fine, that he'd simply been caught up with talking to a patient or his patient's owners. Today, however, he hadn't called, and Wolfgang himself was starting to get worried. It wasn't like Jakeob to not call. Was something wrong? He didn't want to interrupt his work, but what else was he to do? If something was wrong with him, he needed to know. He'd already tried calling Jakeob on his cellphone and the house phone, but he'd answered neither of them.

.....Deciding not to wait any longer, Wolfgang informed his secretary that he was leaving, and after taking one last check over his patients, set off down the highway towards his home.

.....Although he worked in New York City, he lived in the country of New York State, and it was quite a drive. Once he got off the bridge connecting Manhattan Island to New York, he still had na hour and a half to drive before he arrived home. If something was indeed wrong with Jakeob, the hospital was ninety miles in the opposite direction of their house. He was honestly almost praying at this point, his anxiety rising after every moment that passed by. As a veterinarian, he'd learned that every minute could mean the difference between life and death, and he knew that it was the same for humans.

.....Pulling in to the driveway, Wolfgang had to keep himself from jumping out of the car and running up to the front door. The last thing he wanted to do was make Jakeob aware of his anxiety issues that he'd kept quietly locked away ever since they'd met, back in high school. After fumbling with the lock for a few moments (his hands were trembling almost uncontrollably at this point), Wolfgang was finally able ot pry the door open and was promptly greeted by their five adopted huskies. They had gotten the dogs after much begging from Jakeob, who happened to love the breed. Getting five was a bit of an accident; the first dog, Ruby had a sister, Smile that they had to adopt with her, and then they got Fifty and his sister Camo, then finally Cera came along, and by that time they'd both gotten so attached that the couldn't bear to let any of the dogs go. At that moment in time, though, the dogs were not Wolfgang's main worry.

.....“Jakeob?” He called out, finally managing to get away from the curious dogs. “Jake?” He paused for a moment, waiting for an answer, before Jakeob's timid voice came from down the hallway.

.....“Wolfgang?”

.....“Wolfgang?” His voice sounded strained, and Wolfgang felt his heart start racing again. Reminding himself to stay calm and not to panic, he walked down the hallway and into the bathroom, where Jakeob was sitting in front of the toilet. He had one hand tightly gripping the side of the bowl, and his other hand resting on his stomach. He looked very pale and sickly, and Wolfgang could guess what he could have been doing before he walked in, and why Jakeob didn't call. Kneeling beside him, Wolfgang gently rubbed Jakeob's back, letting the smaller man lean against him. He was definitely sick, Wolfgang could tell, but it didn't look like he was in any danger of sudden death.

....."What happened?" He finally asked after a few quiet moments of trying to get himself to relax. "Are you alright?"

....."I feel terrible," Jakeob replied, half-closing his pale green eyes. "Just...awful. This is the worst it's been since it started..." As soon as he said that, he looked as if he regretted it. Immediately, Wolfgang felt his anxiety returning, his grip on Jakeob's shoulder tightening a bit.

....."Since when what started?" Wolfgang brushed a few strands of pale orange-gold hair from Jakeob's neck to see if he had a fever. He flinched away from Wolfgang's touch at first, before keeping still to allow his fiance to touch him.

....."Me being sick. It started last week. I got sick maybe...once every day? I just haven't been feeling well." He subconsciously rubbed his stomach as another wave of nausea began to settle over him.

.....Feeling that he was running a slight fever, Wolfgang pulled his hand back. "Why didn't you tell me? You need to see a doctor, what if it's serious?" The other man was silent, shaking a little as he leaned over the toilet, sighing.

{*Excited gasp* Oh my StarClan, could this be . . . mpreg?! (male pregnancy for those who don't know) Love it! (even if I'm getting a bit excited and it turns out not to be, :3)

[mr.kingrichard]

{*Excited gasp* Oh my StarClan, could this be . . . mpreg?! (male pregnancy for those who don't know) Love it! (even if I'm getting a bit excited and it turns out not to be, :3)

Ok ok ( is Jake going to have a puppy ?!

Oh wow was it that obvious xD well I figured it'd be once I got to this part...but yes, it is ^^

[cujo.]

Oh wow was it that obvious xD well I figured it'd be once I got to this part...but yes, it is ^^

{I read a lot of mpreg fanfiction, I'm good at picking up the signs early on

Story WIP

[Mdse1]

Pet's name: Marie-Georges-Jean Méliès

Pet's name: Automaton

Georges Méliès: [voice over] I was always tinkering with machines. I had my own workshop at the theater, where I could invent new illusions. Once I even build a working automaton. Ah, he was a particular treasure. I had my heart sewn into him.
---Hugo

[Dragonfire13]

Pet's name: Izzy
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

Pet's name: Max
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

[cass.]

♥
ʷᵉˡˡ, ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ˢᵗᵉᵖ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᶤᶰᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ ᶠᶤˡˡ ᵗʰᶤˢ ˢᵖᵒᵗˡᶤᵍʰᵗ -

three creatures, all destined for a life of the arts, in a famous theatre in London town.

"I'm a stage designer; I create wonderful landscapes with my brush."

"I'm an actress ~ the star of the show. My limbs will be aching after a day of practicing, but I will smile at the audience. They came here for a good show, after all."

"I'm a stagehand: I rush about in the hour before a show, making sure cables are wound, costumes are donned and the lighting is suitable. The audience will never see me, or my work."

Not quite sure where I was going with this, but it seemed a fun idea. c:
-Usq. xx