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Alright. Sorry if I was harsh. I'm just sick and tired of all the bullshit going on in FF lately. *shuffles off* >.>
Ice: *quickly picks up the basket, cheeks flushes* Are you okay…?! Storm: *arches an eyebrow* Who is this?
() Ice: *gasps, dropping the basket* A-ah! Sorry… Storm: *pouts, flipping his hair*
Ice: *picking flowers, and putting them in her basket* Storm: *poking Ice in the head* Hey, flower picker! *snickers* Ice: Shut up, fairy!
Well, he sounds simply overjoyed!
The thing is, you possess not one part in your body that has the ability to produce even one shred of humor. The fact that you think you're...
…notice how others don't find it funny? Has it occurred to you that your joke wasn't funny at all?
A new story! Hope you guys enjoy! --------------------------------------------------- Prologue She gazed out the sunroof with a sigh,...
(>:D) Ice: *floats around* Storm: *strolling in the forest*
(*steals Bekka forever* )
(SKYRIMMMM- )
Ice: *waves slightly, walking into the house* Storm: *kisses her, pinning her against a wall* Rawr. o3o
Ice: *flicks Byakuran on the head*
Ice: *blinks, carefully putting Byakuran into the basket*
Storm: A menace to society. You should be terrified. *smirks* Ice: *nervously picks up the basket* I-I'll see you later…? *tucks a flower into her...
Storm: Me? I'm not that scary, love. *smirks* Ice: *turns red, embarrassedly glancing away* A-Ah… yeah.
Storm: *purrs* What…? Ice: *melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him*
Ice: I-I like you too… *whispers* Storm: *smirks, appearing next to Belle, ensnaring her in a hug*
Ice: *turns a darker shade of red* Y-yes… Storm: Don't deny it! You want me too! *smirks*