The first story I ever wrote.Splendid and Flippy were walking side by side down the streets Happy Tree town. They were on their way to a movie called, 'The monster from the deep'. You see, Splendid had a huge crush on Flippy and had been dropping hints that he likes him. But like a fool, Flippy is completely oblivious.More Like This
So one day when Splendid was reading the paper he saw an ad for a scary movie and asked Flippy to go with him. Because what's a better way to close to someone then a scary movie? "Splendid?" Splendid was jolt out of his thoughts. "Yes Flippy?" "How scary is the movie?" "Don't worry Flippy, it's not very scary at all."
They soon arrived at the theater. Flippy checked his pockets. "Dang I forgot my wallet..." "It's okay Flippy, I'll pay for both of us." "Thanks Splendid." They entered the movie theater and Splendid bought some popcorn and soda for Flippy. They sat down in their seats. There was no one else in the theater. 'Perfect.' Splendid thought.
25 minutes into the movie, Flippy screamed and grab
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You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.
FrUk - Leave me alone..."Ah, mon amour, you're always so feisty~"More Like This
"Just get the hell outta here you bloody pervert!"
"I will, but I will come back as I am yours forever!"
"Leave me the fuck alone!"
The door closed, and the angry Brit was left alone to pull the phone out of the wall, grab another beer and sit down, cradling his head in his hands.
Arthur sat on the floor with his back against the couch armrest, trying to remember what had happened last night.
'Okay, he teased me, I got pissed off, we fought (okay, well Arthur yelled and Francis made lewd statements) he left so I got drunk off my face and watched four hours of reruns of Black Adder.'
Well, that's what he assumed, from the carnage, empty beer cans and DVDs lying everywhere. And unfortunately, it wasn't an unusual setting.
'If Francis were here, he'd bring me panadol or something, and probably would have his arms around me, stroking my hair- dammit!' Arthur gripped his hair in vain, tying to forget the Frenchman,