Dambo Presents WWC: Be My Valentine Fanfics

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WWC: Be My Valentine

THE FIRST VALENTINE PIXIE WRATH HAS BEEN INCURRED.

A series of drabbles and short stories about WWC couples. Because these are windows of lovey-dovey scenes (or possibly not so lovey-dovey), I will probably not explain how the couples came to be due to lack of time and/or care. Just know that the pairings I write about are, in these stories, canon. Yes, there will be crack pairings and no, I won’t care if you don’t like them. ^_^

Oh, and FEEL FREE TO CONTRIBUTE! You may pick ANY pairing, be it canon or crack, and write a short story on it. But try not to write what has already been done, because variety is key here. You have creative freedom with everything else, including the rating (but if it’s M make sure you make a note), style, genre, and of course, whichever pairing you choose to grace your mind with.

You CANNOT pair your own characters together. Only other people can pair them. For example, Sloth cannot write an Oto x Amy drabble, but I can if I want to.

Comments are appreciated! Let this be an interactive experience for everybody. Criticisms are also welcome; if you do not feel that I or someone else has properly captured a character or couple, please speak up. But we all try our best!

POST ALL STORIES HERE! Any questions, just ask.

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The first of the short stories! Let's start slow and easy with canon!


Aisle 5: Danny x October


By Dambo



“Oh Daaannnyyyy…”

The Twilight Town Struggle star knew who had just entered the sports store with a chime of bell and voice. He stopped calculating at the register to glance up, seeing October prance towards him with an unusual cheeriness. From years of knowing her and months of being her boyfriend, his brain had been wired to assume several things based on just her expression. A happy October usually meant a mischievous October, and a mischievous October usually meant a Danny in an unfavorable position.

“What is it this time?” he asked, erecting an air of nonchalance. He was fairly good at establishing mental barriers, but it didn’t take long for his girlfriend to knock them down using her charm. Though it was a lost battle, he at least wanted to keep the initial dignity.

October gasped, feigning a betrayed look. “Danny! Why do you always think that I want something? Can’t I just be happy?” She huffed. She took a stance in front of the counter. Danny leaned over to kiss the pout on her lips, smiling wryly as he pulled away to say, “Of course you can. Just not at my expense.”

He recalled the last time they had the experience. She spread rumors about him, sending him into a state of anger and depression. He exposed himself to her (figuratively and literally), and all that while she only had the intentions of humiliating him. But that was all in the past; he preferred not to dwell on it. Now reconciled, they returned to their contented days.

The pinkish brunette stuck her tongue out at him and he was tempted to nip at it. At this stage he had long given up on trying to conceal his arousals, but he and she both knew it; they had some great sex. Besides, Danny was a man. What barred him from thinking with his penis?

“Okay now. What?” He sighed, signaling his surrender. He was quick to do anything October asked, and to his dismay she knew that fact and exploited it. October tapped the counter with her elbows.

“I need you to get me some pads.”

“Sure, do you want knee or should-”

“No, Danny!” October rolled her eyes. “Pads as in feminine pads.” she drawled. She shook her head but inwardly grinned. His occasional naivety made it easier for her to manipulate him—in the smaller, less harmful ways of course.

“Oh. No.” he replied flatly.

The girl’s smile faltered at the immediate rejection. Not even a ‘could you repeat that?’ or an ‘excuse me?’ or anything that could allow her to gauge his delicious expression for a bit longer. “Danny!” she whined.

“Get it yourself! Why are you asking me?”

“The regionals are coming up and I don’t have time to run to the store! I’ve gotta practice!”

“You’re just making an excuse to embarrass me again and tell all your Spirit Enhancer friends!” Danny accused.

“Do I need to show you?”

“Wh-! N-no!” He fumbled, blushing at her inquiry.

“Liar.” she teased.

Danny glared, trying to retract the redness from his face. She knew how to push his buttons. October had won and he knew there was no point in resisting any further.

“Ultra-thin, with wings please.”

---

Danny grumbled as he sauntered about the aisles. His eyes periodically flashed to his sides and he squirmed while he walked. Obviously he didn’t want to be seen grabbing a package of feminine pads, but the only section they were available was in aisle 5, close to the women’s department.

“God, she owes me for this…” he muttered, shiftily making his way towards the aisle. He just hoped people wouldn’t take him for a pervert. He didn’t normally care what they thought, but with so many witnesses his ‘triple nipple’ slur would be replaced with something bigger and more perverse. October was probably cackling like a mad hen at that point. He gritted his teeth in frustration.

Upon arriving at the intended area of the store, his eyes were assaulted (or perhaps caressed) by a slew of colorful bras in all different sizes. His mind drifted to wondering about what October’s size was. They were pretty big—and rather firm, he mentally added—, so maybe a C or a small D. He berated himself for the thought and tore his stare away from the display, rounding to the long aisle of products made exclusively for the female race.

To his relief, no one was around at the time. His eyes quickly scanned for ‘ultra-thin’ and ‘wings’ before snatching a bag of them from the shelf. In a hurried step, he made his way to the counter, using his hand to cover the label until he caught a familiar sight of auburn hair…

“A-Ambrose?!” he exclaimed, becoming more protective of the product he was holding. He attempted to hide the bag’s label by hugging it, but he realized that Ambrose was mirroring his actions with another item.

“… What is that?” he asked cautiously.

“What is that?” Ambrose repeated, but referring to Danny’s bag. He was oddly defensive and seemed to glower more than usual.

After Ambrose paid for his stuff and left in shady haste, Danny spotted the first three letters of his purchase: ‘tam.’

---

“See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” October purred slyly, snuggling up to Danny when he returned with the bag of pads.

“Actually, it wasn’t. Ambrose bought a container of tampons before me.” he said, snickering at the other young man’s plight. He did ponder over who they were for, though.

October gawked at the news but hid her surprise quickly. Danny knew it was a sign of future blackmailing. Even though he and Ambrose weren’t buddy-buddy, he kind of felt bad for him. Not really. He was a jerk, so he probably deserved what was coming to him.

“Well I’m glad you got what I asked for. You’re a sweetie.” She snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his, massaging the back of his head as she did so. Danny hugged her waist and returned the kiss, parting her mouth gently with his tongue to rub against hers. They continued this for a while until they broke away for some air, and Danny laid her down on the couch.

He quirked a grin as he stared down at her, leaning in but passing the mark on her lips to whisper, “Now you have to buy the condoms.”

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Evolution: Chloe x Shiloh


By Moon


Every time she passed he could smell her perfume, sweet and exotic, he could almost see her scent, a creamy lilac. His powers had given him enhanced senses but the scent that danced teasingly at the tip of his nose never failed to stand out.

She could feel his presence each time he entered the room, his aura was different the rest, a cool midnight blue. Strong yet fragile, confident yet guarded, she would always feel the same tingle in her spine as he passed her unaware of how he madder her feel.

How long had it been sense they had been teammates? How long have they been fighting side by side, pondering the same questions?

‘How can he not notice me…?’

‘When I can’t even get him out of my head?!’

How many times has he watched her flirt with the others, watched her vibrantly dark eyes dance as she talked. Her lips alone could have been a movie, he would have bought admission price. When she spoke, that voice, like auditory honey, made him want to wag some non-existent tail. Her very being was a leash, holding him to her, and every time he thought he had walked far enough away to discover something else she would pull him back and like a puppy he was more than willing to come back.

How many times had she heard him talk to those other girls? Watched them giggle as he talked, exposing a row of dazzling canines (Why was that so appealing…?) and flipping his dark locks like some kind of rock star. How many boys has she grown these grade-school crushes on (although she’d be dead before she would admit she had them in the first place) but this was different, there was something more primal then love, or a clicking of “personalities” or even attractions. Some deep routed instinct that burned inside her, and made her, the lioness, a mere kitten when he looked at her.

They would collide with a passion for more powerful than in normal relationship, their feelings expressed through the smallest pheromone, the evolution of love.

As her lips teased and nibbled his ear lobe. She could have sworn he was purring at her touch.

As his fingers explored the velvety flesh of her breasts, taking in her moans, lost in some translations that he could care less about.

As she felt out every muscle of his body, its layout far different then any of the others, observing and taking in something she claimed as hers. He was her prey and yet how easily was she willing to let him become her tamer.

As he kissed and sampled her body, memorizing every curve, every bump of the body he had so longed desired to be his. He couldn’t help thinking what a shame it was to have it constantly hidden under spandex.

As they both embraced in a moment of passion, the most primal of expressions, that of lust and want, their bodies made for each other as if two puzzle pieces who where long lost and where finally put back into place...



The bell rings and both jolt out of their days dreams and back to Earth, Utkin's lesson for the day had succeeded in boring the majority of the class and they where no exception. Unaware of each others synchronized sighs they pick up their books and bags, taking turn stealing glances at one another but never catching each other.

If only evolution weren't so discrete. If only the evolved weren't so damn clueless...

If only.

[Cute Background Duck]

Sizzlehands

By Vect

Music: This thing that my parents sent me.
Mood: Serene amongst the Chaos

*Blows off the dust of this thing*

Hey, it's been a while since I updated this. It's been chaotic.

It's Valentine's Day recently. I've always hated this holiday. Everything always seemed so... Artificial. Back in Rommel High the makeout factor was even higher. Between periods was essentially a time to cop a good feel for most everybody. In my case, I could never get a good boyfriend. Nevermind the fact that the only boy I was close with was Percy and I'm not a fan of incest, even if we're not blood relatives. That and the whole fact that I have a crappy name (up there with Betty and Gertrude in the Dyke meter) and how Terry and Patrick make such a lovely couple in the public puts me out of the circle...

Amongst other things...

Around here, pretty much the same. Only with the special addition of super powers, making broken hearts even more dangerous!

Counting one example, I could have sworn Theo and that French girl Chloe were up against a wall. It's gotta be those bonbons. The French love that stuff.

Later in Biology class I swore I saw Carl and Kelia try and cop a few feels with each other. They partnered straight up for the lab. I swear Phil is prepared. His main decoration for the day was a pig heart that he had on the table. While reading some Russian brick of a novel (in the actual language) they took their time to make out. You'd think he'd normally just ignore us since as a science teacher his connections to humanity has been drained by years of teaching a subject that everyone hates.

Nope. His response was to take out a Nerf Sniper rifle (checked online and Holy Shit what the the hell are we putting in Toys R' Us nowadays?!), shush us and hit them straight in their lips.

I mean it. Straight in between where their lips are connected. He might as well have had an Australian accent instead of that stupid Bond Villain thing. With that beard you'd expect him to have a shark tank somewhere.

Utkins was talking about romance as depicted in fiction. He then got onto the tragedies of love and we read a bit of Romeo and Juliet. Personally I think those two were idiots. Romeo was just really whiny over some girl (Woe is me! She's off to a convent! My heart cannot bear this pain!) while Juliet, though slightly smarter falls for him like the kids in Scooby Doo fall into a trap.

By now you're thinking that I hate romance. No, that's not true. I just don't like the really false ones that I see all the time in High School, where it's just about making out. All that crap about High School Sweethearts exists only in romances of the 20th century with a few exceptions (High School Musical for example, but let's not go there).

I sat with myself as usual. Ate my tuna casserole. Angeline is pure distilled bitch put into a shallow husk of a human being, by the way. Saw Hein with Cheshire. OK, I did try to comfort him when he was moping over Yun and yes, he is actually really dashing in a gothy "Vampyre" way. Still, he seems be more in lust than he is ever in love really. That and his monologue thing reminds me of the time I tried to read Anne Rice.

Today was going to be an empty day indeed.

You know what? It wasn't.

I saw something that evening. Jin was out that night looking at the moon. Me? I like the night breeze around here. It's refreshing. Anyways, from what I could see he was still sort of hurting from Lynx flying off to Bumfuck Egypt. Seeing this, it made me think about the times I've seen them around the school. It didn't seem all that fake actually. It sort of make me think about my opinions. The Exceptions.

Later on I had a bit of a conversation with Drake. No, he's not my boyfriend, we're friends...

Who like to talk about things...

The first guy I ever...

Dammit, gotta stay away from emo blogger mode. Anyways, it turned out he didn't really care much for this junk anyways. He said something about how there's a rumor about a lust spirit named Dambo going around pairing off people together. I was apparently done with DaMarcus (He's tough at least) and Hein (see above). Drake apparently had a stalker or something. Wasn't surprised. He's cute in a regular way.

No, he's not my boyfriend! I don't have a crush on him!

...

Still, today was... Nice. Sometimes love is merely a temporary thing. However sometimes... It's the real thing, it seems. It's like the times when I saw Gurren Lagann on Monday nights.

Sometimes... You just have to earn that happy ending. If you fight hard enough for it, fate might just be on your side and you get a happy one (though romance in that series was a bit bittersweet).

Well, talk to you guys later! Please comment!

[Commy Pandy]

I'll do a pairing short if you give me the couple you want.

[Damaru]

You can choose from an assortment of my personal list:

DaMarcus x Chloe
Robbie x Angie
Ambrose x Zaiya
Danny x Tara
Drake x Fayth
DaMarcus x Jennifer
Theo x Jennifer
Ambrose x October
Hein x Avery
Ambrose x Danny
Zaiya x Tara
Chloe x Jennifer
Noel x Zaiya
October x Lola
DaMarcus x Avery
Utkin x Kanti
Ambrose x Lola
Theo x Chloe
Mark x Kalina
Hein x Cheshire
etc...

[teamantisocial]

no Drake and Fayth
do any of you not know how wrong that really is!?!?!

[Spidermaaan]

D8 i wanna see some crack pairings

[teamantisocial]

if a Drake and Fayth thing ever happens, I'm having Drake kill Fayth in the main canon

[Damaru]

A Friend Indeed

At 8:30 in the morning, a normally late riser sulked alone in the corner of the cafeteria. Black tufts of hair with faint traces of red concealed his sleep-deprived eyes, which were staring at the cup of fetal pig’s blood. He sloshed the beverage around unenthusiastically. He felt awful; he wanted to throw up, punch something, cry, and most of all, brood.

“What have I done to make her dump me? Did I come on too strong? Maybe I was too quick to move on from Yun… Perhaps she was scared of the fact that I drink blood. Or maybe I was being too clingy. I mean, I’ve been called creepy before but she didn’t seem all that bothered by me. But it could be possible Yun’s spirit had somehow astral projected itself into her body, making her react that way towards me. Is it another man? Did I not satisfy her enough? I must be lacking something…”

Hein sighed, taking a swig of his blood after his drawn out monologue of self-questioning. Just the day before, Cheshire had dumped him, and the vampire mutant had been binging on cheap animal blood out of depression. “Cheshire!” he cried, dropping his head onto the table with a thud.

“You’re really hit hard by that, aren’t you?”

Hein didn’t bother to lift his head; he recognized it as Drake. He heard the other teen pull out a chair and sit across from him. “Things like that are normal. Don’t get so dragged into it.”

“What do you know?” Hein glowered, shooting a glare of red animosity towards the other. Drake raised his arms defensively.

“I’m just saying what’s good for you. It’s not healthy for you to be in a slump over a girl. I mean, Yun was one case—I mean she died, but that’s beside the point… Listen, it hurts at first but if you let rejection consume you, you’re just going to be a miserable vampire. Don’t do that to yourself.”

“I’m not a vampire.” Hein mumbled contemptuously. He hated when people accused him of being one; it made him feel creepy.

“Yeah, and I’m not emo…” Drake muttered. “If you don’t want to listen to me, that’s fine. But, from a man to a man, just know that you’re not going to catch any more girls if you keep that vibe around you.”

“What other girls? Cheshire was the only one for me…”

“That’s what you said about Yun… You still have Lillian. And Avery seems to like you. I talked to her a little. Fayth thinks you’re kind of cool, too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. You’re so blind to ‘other fishes in the sea.’ Keep on moping like that and they’ll swim away!”

“… You’re right…” Hein conceded.

“Of course I am,” Drake leaned back in his chair. “To a lot of girls, you’re like a… like a sexy beast.” he decided, glancing up at the ceiling in thought.

Hein perked up at Drake’s words. “… I am a sexy beast.” he repeated slowly, lighting up in realization. Not that he was a vain person by nature, but damn, he knew he was a good looking guy.

“Yeah, that’s the spirit.” Drake encouraged.

“I am a sexy beast.”

“You’ve got it! Put it out!”

“I am a sexy beast!” Hein yelled.

“You are a sexy beast. Say it!”

“I AM A SEXY BEAST!” he screamed, jumping up on the table, tearing his shirt off, and beating his bare chest like a gorilla.

Jennifer walked by and wrinkled her nose at him, twisting her face into one of disgust. “Oh my God. What a loser.” Scoffing, she trotted away hastily so as not to be seen in the same room as Hein.

Hein finally climbed down from the table, wearing a new aura of confidence. He had suffered so much from sadness over the girls he loved, but this time he was going to change. He wasn’t going to allow despair to beat him like a punk bitch. He was going to take a stand and find a new girl. Though admittedly, he still missed Cheshire quite a bit, so he postponed his quest for the next week to brood one more time.

“Well, I’m glad you got your sense back. You’re a real man.” Drake smiled and stood, pushing his chair away with his straightened legs. His work was done. He gave a casual wave in Hein’s direction until he was stopped just before heading out the cafeteria.

“Hey, Drake?” Hein called. The other teen turned around.

“Yeah?”

Hein rubbed the back of his neck, blushing a little out of embarrassment. It felt so elementary, saying what he was about to say. “… Thanks. That gave me boost today. You’re… You’re a good friend.”

Drake grinned and gave him an amicable thumbs up. “Hey, any time.”

Sporting a broadening smirk, Drake slipped out into the halls like a roguish shadow. He made his way to the dormitories and entered his room, which was devoid of Mark at the moment. He assumed he must have been hanging out with Kalina. Drake threw off his t-shirt, revealing a muscled chest as he crawled towards his bed, quietly kissing a head that peeped out from under the covers. The person cracked open a pair of pretty blue eyes and thick lashes as she yawned in greeting.

“Morning, Cheshire.”

[Ain]

Before Sleep

At 4:30 in the morning, a normally late riser sulked alone in the corner of the Library. Her brown hair falling over her pretty eyes as she read into the russian book, sitting there for what seemed like forever. Her desire to get into Utkin's pants and failing keeping her in a sort of limbo. She felt good surprisingly; but still her romantic desires would probably never be realized which caused her to think only about the man she stalked.

“What do I not study russian enough? Did I not make enough cookies? Did I not read enough of the same books as him? Did I not say he was great enough? Or maybe I was stalking him too much. I mean no one actually called me a stalker but I have been watching Utkin for a long while now. Could It be that Utkin doesn't like to engage himself in romances with his underage students because he could get fired!? I must be lacking something..."

Yun sighed, Just the day before, Utkin ate Yun's cookies and didn't instantly fall in love with her. “Utkin!!” she cried, dropping her head onto the table with a thud.

“Are you ok, Yun?"

Yun immediately figured out that it was Utkin by his manly voice. Pulling a chair up to thew desk in the library, he looked at her kindly. “I see your still the only girl in the whole school that is learning russian, and since I'm the only russian teacher. It is pretty obvious what your reasons are..”

“How did you find out?” Yun flashed a happy smile, finally Utkin understood and they could begin their romance and love making. Utkin raised his arms defensively.

“You would have to be a fucking moron not to realize, I think the only one that doesn't know, is Hein.”

“Hein's a vampire, so let's forget about him. I lo--" she began before Utkin put his warm hand over her lips.

“I'm a teacher, you have to move on from these feelings and you know, not kill yourself with sleeping pills.." Utkin muttered softly. “If you don’t want to listen to me, that’s fine. But, from a man to a woman, just know that you’re not going to catch any more girls if you keep that vibe around you.”

“What other girls? I think you got your dialogue wrong.."

“No, you should really become a lesbian. We russian's like lesbians..Then I might romance you.”

“Really?”

“Not a chance. Are you stupid or something? I'm a fucking mutant, if I lose my job here the only place that will hire me would be in Canada”

"No Utkin, I love you!!” Yun yelled out softly.

“Yeah, I love me too,” Utkin leaned back in his chair. “To a lot of girls, you’re like a… like a sexy beast.” he decided, glancing up at the ceiling in thought.

Yun was confused by Utkin’s words. “… I'm not saying that!!” she replied swiftly, getting angry with the poster who was taking advantage of the pairings. Even though her picture was of a guy, she was a good looking women; why she thought this is a mystery.

“Yeah, that’s the spirit.” Utkin encouraged.

“Oh yeah”

“You’ve got it! Put it out!”

“OOOH YEAH!!!” Yun yelled softly but still pretty loud.

“You are a sexy beast. Say it!”

“I said no...” she said normally, stepping up slowly from the table, she smiled.

Jennifer walked by and felt hot for Yun because Theo used his power on her from the shadows, causing her to run in and embrace Yun for a long, hot kiss. Immediately after they exchanged phone numbers, and she was on her way. Jennifer would see Yun later, maybe.

“Well, That was hot but I think i would rather date Jennifer” Utkin smiled and stood, pushing his chair away with his straightened legs. His work was done. He gave a casual wave in Yun’s direction until he was stopped just before heading out the Library.

“Fuck! Your just going to leave before anything happens, don't you realize that we are suppose to kiss now and then we go back to your place!” Yun yelled harshly, this time her voice wasn't soft because...

“Here, take these...”

Utkin gave a bottle of sleeping pills to Yun, and smiled. “I can't be with you ever so go back to your room and rest… These will help you sleep, only take one though. If you take the whole bottle you will surely die...”

Yun took the sleeping pills and started feeling depressed, as she sat back down at the table. “ This sucks...”

Sporting a broadening smirk, Utkin slipped out into the halls like a roguish shadow. He made his way to the Professor Dorms and entered his room. Utkin threw off his shirt, revealing a muscled chest as he crawled towards his bed, quietly kissing a head that peeped out from under the covers. The person cracked open a pair of pretty blue eyes with dark lines around them as he yawned in greeting.

“Morning, Drake.”

[HENSHIN]

CROSSU-COUNTER!!!

[Lord Agent Dr. Vect]

That's adorable...

So people mainly do a single story?

[Damaru]

LOLOL. I suppose you get some points for giving it a twist, but alas, you still used my script. Lawl Utkin.

[Ain]

I had some fun switching it up, but some of this fun is keeping a lot of it the same ^_^

[Spidermaaan]

xD ah ha ha ha! This stuff is awesome :3

...oh Drake you sly dog.

[Ain]

Jan 26, 2009 17:30:06 GMT -5 Spidermaaan said:

xD ah ha ha ha! This stuff is awesome :3

...oh Drake you sly dog.

Drake even got Utkin, I'm sure Dammy enjoys the idea...

[teamantisocial]

LMAO why Drake? REALLY why him!? XD

It is flattering though that Drake got Utkin XD

[teamantisocial]

What the Fuck?

At 8:30 in the evening, a normally early to bed guy sulked alone in the corner of the cafeteria. Blonde tufts of hair with faint traces of blue concealed his sleep-deprived eyes, which were staring at a cup of specialized milk for growing boys. He sloshed the beverage around unenthusiastically. He felt awful; he wanted to throw up, punch something, cry, and most of all, be sad and stuff.

“What have I done to make her dump me? Did I come on too strong? Maybe it was the fact that I was being a complete douche. Or maybe I was being too clingy. I mean, I’ve been called pretty before but she didn’t seem all that bothered by me. But it could be possible that Jin is cockblocking me from afar? That has to be it! Does he not know he’s only in the friend zone? Did I not satisfy her enough? I must be lacking something…”

Theo sighed, taking a swig of his milk for growing boys after his drawn out monologue of self-questioning. Just the day before, Chloe had dumped him, and the boy had been drinking a lot of milk, he doesn’t usually do that…too much. “Chloe!” he cried, dropping his head onto the table with a thud.

“You’re really hit hard by that, aren’t you?”

Theo didn’t bother to lift his head; he recognized it as Raines. He heard the other teen pull out a chair and sit across from him. “Things like that are normal. Don’t get so dragged into it.”

“What do you know?” Theo glowered, shooting a glare of red animosity towards the other. Raines used his strange power defensively.

“I’m just saying what’s good for you. It’s not healthy for you to be in a slump over a girl. I mean, Listen, it hurts at first but if you let rejection consume you, you’re just going to be a miserable dude like Hein or Jin. Don’t do that to yourself.”

“I’m not Jin!” Theo mumbled defensively. He hated when people compared him to Jin; that self monologue spitting bastard.

“Yeah, and I’m not a douche…” Raines lied. “If you don’t want to listen to me, that’s fine. But, from a man to a man, just know that you’re not going to catch any more girls if you keep that vibe around you.”

“What other girls? Chloe was one of the one’s that isn’t taken that’s actually played by a girl…”

“You still have Lillian. Although she may be dead…”

“Really?”

“Yeah. She hasn’t said anything in so long...”

“… You’re right…” Theo conceded.

“Of course I am,” Raines leaned back in his chair. “But anyway..to a lot of girls, you’re like a… like a sexy beast.” he decided, glancing up at the ceiling in thought.

Theo perked up at Raine’s words. “… I am a sexy beast. ” he repeated slowly, lighting up in realization that he wasn’t the only one that thought so. He was a vain person by nature, and damn, he knew he was a good looking guy.

“Yeah, that’s the spirit.” Theo encouraged.

“I am a sexy beast.”

“You’ve got it! Put it out!”
“I am a sexy beast!” Theo yelled.

“You are a sexy beast. Say it!”

“I AM A SEXY BEAST!” he screamed, jumping up on the table, tearing his shirt off, and beating his bare chest like a skinny monkey.

Jennifer walked by and winked at him. “Oh my God. He’s single now.” Scoffing, she trotted away hastily so as not to be seen in the same room as Theo. She’d get him later.

Theo finally climbed down from the table, wearing an aura of confidence. He had suffered so much from sadness over the girl he loved, and Jin always being, you know…ALIVE, but this time he was going to change. He wasn’t going to allow despair to beat him like a punk bitch. He was going to take a stand and find a new girl. Though admittedly, he still missed Chloe quite a bit, so he postponed his quest for the next week to plot Jin’s well deserved death one more time.

“Well, I’m glad you got your sense back. You’re a real man.” Raines smiled and stood, pushing his chair away with his straightened legs. His work was done. He gave a casual wave in Theo’s direction until he was stopped just before heading out the cafeteria.

“Hey, Raines?” Theo called. The other teen turned around.

“Yeah?”

Theo rubbed the back of his neck, blushing a little out of embarrassment. It felt so elementary, saying what he was about to say. “… Thanks. That gave me boost today. You’re… You’re not a giant douche sometimes.”

Raines grinned and gave him a douchy thumbs up. “Hey, any time.”

Sporting a broadening smirk, Raines slipped out into the halls like a roguish shadow. He waved as he passed by a smiling Drake who was walking into his dorm with both Chloe and Cheshire. He made his way to the dormitories and entered his room. Raines threw off his t-shirt, revealing a boney chest as he crawled towards his bed, quietly kissing a head that peeped out from under the covers. The person had a pair of cold gray eyes that were lined with death as Raines took off his pants.

“Goodnight, Ace.”

[Damaru]

Okay, now you guys are just lacking creativity.

[fatmouse]

It was great. And then I got to the end and got seriously creeped out.

[Commy Pandy]

I'm a little disturbed that you didn't see that coming.

[fatmouse]

You forget, I first got here after the whole Ace death thingie. I have no idea who the hell he is, actually.

[teamantisocial]

Jan 29, 2009 19:50:10 GMT -5 Damaru said:

Okay, now you guys are just lacking creativity.

lol, I'm actually making one, I just thought that would make people laugh

[Damaru]

Jan 29, 2009 22:30:12 GMT -5 teamantisocial said:

Jan 29, 2009 19:50:10 GMT -5 Damaru said:

Okay, now you guys are just lacking creativity.

lol, I'm actually making one, I just thought that would make people laugh

Well it better be Drake x Fayth AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! >: D

[teamantisocial]

Jan 29, 2009 22:34:58 GMT -5 Damaru said:

Jan 29, 2009 22:30:12 GMT -5 teamantisocial said:

lol, I'm actually making one, I just thought that would make people laugh

Well it better be Drake x Fayth AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! >: D

uh...yeano, that's not happening

[Ain]

It could happen, depending on If someone wants to write it ^_^

[Lord Agent Dr. Vect]

For god's sake...


Mood: Pissed off and
Listening To: White Houses

Alright, I get all this shit about me and Drake being a couple.

For the last time, he's not my boyfriend!

We aren't going out! Hell, I've heard that he's been involved in some weird shit with the guys or something. Suspicious rise when you have people running around announcing they're Sexy Beasts.

It's been... Weird. Stuff about Utkin and... Jin and all that. It's developing into some sort of conspiracy amongst the local fangirls or something. A Cult mentality thing going on or something.

So to anybody reading this who's a part of this thing... It's getting old.

1. I'm sure they're very straight people with girls.
2. I'm single, and I am available. If you wish to talk about dating and such, well... That's for another post.

Comment, plz

[Commy Pandy]

Power Struggle

October’s thin sweater rattled from the buzz of her cell phone receiving a text after text. The fine faded red cotton jerked its way across the wooden planks of the terrace overlooking Tram Common every so often, slowly making its way further and further from the steamy hot tub two bodies, intimately playing with each others hair. With the moisture settling into her skin, October looked even more beautiful, her exotic features illuminating with her open pores.

The water dewed against her skin, a bright, very fine caramel tone that had never been so noticeable before. Her almond shaped eyes gave way to her jeweled amber irises that lit up with such affection for her counterpart under the twilight sky. Her full lips broke into a smile as she pulled her vibrant berry toned hair out of its wet bun and let the wet mane wave down her shoulders, throwing her head back and sweetly laughing at the joke she’d just been told, “You’re so adorable, I swear!”

The sweater danced again, this time in syncopated intervals as Danny called her. He was in his father’s shop, his lean muscular frame leaning over the cashier’s table as he held the phone to his ear. With every ring, he grew more suspicious, nervously bobbing his heel, which jingled the linked chain around his heavy leather motorcycle boot. What was she doing? He already felt his blood beginning to pump and his jaw clenching so tight that a tiny throb in his temples was permeating. She loved doing this to him, she loved it!

Six months. Six months of nothing but torture. Six months of chasing her around, picking up her tampons, sitting in the bleachers of campy cheerleading competitions. Six months of sitting at the lunch table with giggly, screeching girls while he and the rest of the poor suckers roped into being a Spirit Enhancer’s boyfriend sat there, leaning back, staring at each other with the same pained look on their faces: Help!

Danny wanted out. He wanted out so bad. He’d thought of so many ways to break it off with October. He imagined standing up to her in the middle of recess. Where she dragged him to the student quads with the rest of the girls and sent him off with the other boyfriends to buy them unhealthy snacks from the vending machines. Sour Gummy Moogles, that’s what she always wanted-which made no sense she was always complaining about her teeth hurting!

October would look up at him with those alluring eyes of hers and slowly bat her thick eyelashes, knowing that he couldn’t say no to that, he couldn’t say no to her, even when he needed those eight minutes of recess to do homework or get some last minute studying in. She'd just bat those pretty eyes of her and murmur, “Danny, can you go with Joshua to and buy me some candy?” She’d then add in so silkily, “You know what I like,”

Well, he had this vision of him leaning back on his elbows, completely unaffected by that pretty little face of hers and replying with a small smirk on his face, “…Nah, I’m not going to do that,”

Then those screechy little friends of hers would fall in stunned silence and glance around at each other in shock. Did he just say no? They’d whisper to each other and October’s eyes would widen. Her face would flush, from her shapely neck, past her cute button nose and those pretty little lips would drop to the floor, “What?” She’d cry.

“You heard me,” He’d then reply before rolling on his side and reaching for his books. By this time, his boys would see him standing up to his girl, and their broad shoulders would rise in a little courage, contemplating this uprising against their girlfriends.

“Danny Petroni!” She’d cry-that’s what October always did when she wanted to let him know that she was oh, so, serious! She’d call him by his full name, as if she was trying to insert some sort of maternal scolding on him.

“Danny Petroni!” She cried, “I’ve had a hard day!”

“Well so have I, October, and if you’d pull your head out your cute little ass, maybe you’d notice that I need to finish my homework! You know, the homework I shafted last night because you wanted me to come over and watch ‘She’s all that?’ By the way, I hate that movie! No man in his right mind wants to watch that garbage over and over and over! Sometimes I want to watch the game, October, SOMETIMES!

Just once or twice, could you think about someone else other than yourself and say, ‘oh Danny? I know the game is on! Would you like to watch it?’ How about I go get you some chips? I know you had a hard day after struggle practice! Maybe I should give you a tiny massage! Or maybe I could just say-oh I don’t know-thank you!?!?!’ Could you say thank you, October?! Thank you, Danny for being there at my ever beck and need! Now go get your own god damn-"

“Danny?” a husky voice cut into his thoughts.

Danny flinched when he finally noticed the face of an older woman to his. She had a tiny impatient scowl on her fading face, holding up a pint sized struggle bat for him to take.

He glanced over her to see his father staring at him from behind the newly built display of protein powders. Mr. Petroni eyed him keenly, never happy when a customer was left waiting. It was just that much more easy to lose business.

Not wanting to get that lecture, Danny threw on his boyish grin and gently took the bat from the customer’s hands, “This is great piece of equipment, I had this as my first bat,”

“Well little Petroni, my nephew will be extra happy. He looks up to you, you know,” the woman replied, her face relaxing as Danny quickly wrapped the bat and rang her up.

Danny smirked and nodded gratefully to her compliment. With October jerking him around all the time, it was almost too easy to forget that Danny, himself, was a class A struggler and on his way to a University scholarship, “Thank you, Miss,” he checked her credit card, “Miss. Boyer, please make sure to come back and see me if you and your nephew have any problems,”

“Oh you,” She giggled at his charm as she signed the credit card slip and plucked the bag from Danny’s grip. As she left, she waved bye to Mr. Petroni, calling out, “You have a good boy, there!”

“I know…” Danny’s father replied as she left, but as soon as the shop was quiet, he sternly turned toward his son, who was already fiddling with his phone with the most agitated look on his face. With a sigh, he walked up to the cashier’s desk and slammed his palms on the table to catch Danny’s attention.

Danny jumped a little but held his ground, meekly returning his father’s gaze though he’d overtaken his father’s height years ago. Mr. Petroni stared at his son but then suddenly broke into a smirk, “Ain’t love grand?”

Danny blinked but didn’t reply. He hated how his father found his son’s relationship so amusing, but as far as Danny was concerned, all that mattered to Mr. Petroni was the fact that she was a good looking cheerleader-though he’d never admit that to Mrs. Petroni. Then again, Mrs. Petroni was caught under October’s spell too.

After a few more moments of silence, Mr. Petroni backed off and added in, “Go,”

“What?” Danny asked, completely taken aback.

“I can’t have you in my store chasing off costumers! It’s twenty minutes from closing time anyway, so go!”

Not needing anymore prodding, Danny breathed a sigh of relief, snatching up his helmet and backpack, he jogged out the store with a, “Thanks dad!”

He stepped into the alleyway, where he kept his navy blue Suzuki B-king neatly tucked away. He swung his leg over the side, igniting the engine before fastening his helmet out his long, spiky brown hair. Then flipping up the kickstand, he took off into the streets, heading toward Tram Common in record time.

October’s phone buzzed with another voicemail and the jumping sweater finally caught her attention from the corner of her eye. Pulling herself out of the steamy hot tub, she hopped around the empty bottle of Dr. Singh’s honey wine and snatched her sweater up. She leaned over and picked up her phone, her stomach lurching before she’d even checked the screen. She already knew who it was, Danny. Glancing at the phone’s clock, October cursed to herself. She’d told him that she’d call him at 7:00pm, but now it was a quarter to eight.

“What’s up, gorgeous?” her companion called from the hot tub.

“You have to go!” October called over her shoulder as she wrapped a towel around her polka dot bikini clad body.

“What?”

“Danny’s coming over!” October cried out, picking up the empty bottle of wine and hurrying over to the recycling bin, “You have to leave!”

October tearfully cursed to herself for once again, messing up. Danny was going to be so mad. He was always upset with her, always, and no matter what she did, he only remembered the bad. Sure, there’d been that time she’d lied on him but she’d apologized! He said he’d forgiven her but she could always see it in his eyes, there was nothing about her that he liked.

“I need to take a shower, October, come on!” the athletic blonde yelled, watching the girl agley sprint across her living room.

“No! Get out! Danny is going to be so mad!”

She burst into her bathroom, snatching down her mother’s bathrobe and wrapping the bulky fluff around her body. She slipped on her huge bunny slippers-Danny had given them to her a few months back and she loved them, and then waddled back to the living room, falling on the coach like a rolly polly bug and desperately reaching for her channel changer. She quickly flipped through the channels, trying to remember the number of the freaking sports network. As much as Danny moaned and groaned about it, October should have memorized it by now!

Then there was a rapping at the door. The two exchanged glances and in a fit of panic, October shoved her companion into the coat closet and then ripped open the door with a tiny cough.

Danny stood there, his arms crossed as he sternly stared down at his girlfriend, hardly affected by her coughing.

“Oh Danny! I meant to call but I’ve been sick,” October cried, coughing again,

“Oh really?” He asked in disbelief, his eyes darting over her head at the running hot tub. October could tell he wasn’t even close to falling for it and her panic rose,

“I am!” She whined defensively, but this time forgot to cough, “I have a stomachache!”

“A stomachache,” Danny repeated in a flat tone, slipping past her to go inspect the scene of the crime.

“Yes! A stomachache!” She cried, hopping after him, “Danny, why are you being mean?!”

Danny froze in his spot and turned to face his girlfriend, his eyes ablaze with anger, “So, when I check the coat closet, whose going to be in it?!”

October may have been clever, but Danny knew her better anyone else in Twilight Town, and one thing was certain, there were times when October innately wanted to get caught, and these was one of those times.

“N-No one!” October gasped, her eyes widening, she self-consciously wrapped her arms around herself and stepped back.

Oh, she so wanted to get caught. Danny rolled his eyes and strode over to the coat closet. He put his hand on the doorknob, his free hand clenched in a fist, as he got ready. He couldn’t help but feel a little excited. This was it, whichever guy she had in this closet, whether a friend or stranger, this was it for Danny. He’d catch her in the act, scream a little and then break it off. Then he’d be free from her, he’d be free from them, from the October noose around his neck.

Ripping the door open, he turned face the hidden lover but stumbled back when a pint-sized blond in a purple monokini came bouncing out.

“…What the fuck?!”

“Geez Danny, October’s right, you really are paranoid!” Tara snipped, popping out with her hands on her hips.

Danny could hardly believe it. He stared at Tara in horror and then finally looked back at October who glared at him with her arms crossed, “I can’t even have friends over with you losing your mind!”

“Well why didn’t you just say you had a friend over?!” Danny yelled, red faced and frustrated by all this game playing.

“Because if I did you’d be like,” October imitated his baritone voice, “Nah, I’m not coming over, I don’t want to sit around and listen to you dumb girls get excited over nail polish!”

“I do not sound like that!” Danny yelled at her but Tara snickered and retorted,

“You sound just like that,”

Outsmarted and double-teamed, Danny could do nothing but lean against the coat closet and pout. October never ceased to amaze him in the lengths she’d go through to give him a heart attack. He watched as she helped Tara get ready, the two laughing amongst each other about some experienced they shared, and then finally, the blonde was ready to go. She turned and winked at Danny, “Don’t be so damn moody all the time, Danny, geez,”

“I’m not moody!” He gruffly protested, “But if you knew half the shit I put up with, you’d understand!”

“What? That you’re jealous, possessive and paranoid?” Tara slyly asked, never one to lay off the buttons, “God, I have no idea how Tobe puts up with you,”

For a moment, Danny looked like he might explode, just explode, but before he could say anything, Tara turned toward October and laced her arms around the cheerleader’s small waist. Romantically dipping her as if they were in a fifties film, Tara planted her soft lips against October’s, pecking her at first before moving onto a more passionate embrace. She slid her tongue into October’s mouth before finally breaking free with a tiny tug on October’s plump bottom lip.

When Tara finally broke it off, October looked so stunned that all she could do was stare at Tara, not quite sure if it was okay that she’d found that kiss to be utterly sensational. They stared at each other a little longer before Tara nonchalantly broke the gaze and dropped the paralyzed October on the ground.

“Well there you go,” Tara winked at Danny, “See you two later!”

Even after she left, the couple remained in stunned silence. October stared blankly up at the ceiling, not sure what was going to happen. Knowing Danny, he’d just freak out on her and somehow make this her fault but suddenly, he stepped over her with a cheesy grin on his face and scooped her up into his arms.

“…You’re not mad?” October asked, cautiously linking her arms around his neck. All Danny could do in return was laugh and she found herself laughing with him.

An hour later, October, freshly showered and in her favorite sweatshirt, shorts and bunny slippers walked into the living room to see Danny, sprawled out on her white leather couch, yelling at the game on her big screen TV.

He had that same dark expression of disapproval he always had, shaking his head as he furiously chewed on a chip. October daintily hopped on the couch and tip toed over, dropping next to him and stifling a yawn. Danny did a double take on his girlfriend, his expression softening before he pulled her into his lap. She squeaked a little bit before they began to kiss, each one more passionate than before.

“Are you bored?” He asked dreamily, planting another kiss on her lips, he could kiss her forever.

“No, no,” She gave him a small smile, which Danny knew meant yes, he could tell by her wry smile and the way her button nose wrinkled just a tiny bit.

“What do you want to watch?” Danny sighed, sensually rubbing her thigh. That was all the invitation October needed. Her whole face brightened as she excitedly hopped in his lap and chirped, “She’s all that!”

Danny grimaced, but he just couldn’t say no to her. She looked so excited. He reluctantly held up the remote control and selected the movie from her DVR.

October cheered and thankfully nuzzled his cheek with her nose as Danny grumbled and sank down into the couch. Freaking October, just one day, ONE day, he wanted to get it his way.

[Ain]

I thought she was cheating the whole time, way to trick me by not saying who was her "companion", lol.

<.< TaraXOctober >.>