Christophe and Pip RisaShootingStar!
Give her some crack love you guys, I'm super seriously.
Come on now don't be pussies and start writing CRACK!
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Smoke
Pip frowned, escaping the crowded gym room and retreating to the empty hallways. He sighed, leaning against the lockers and staring at his shoes. The thing he hated most about South Park was being made fun of, goddamnit he's not French he's British! Sad and lonely, he walked down the hall looking for something to do.
He stopped when he spotted a familiar French (really, actually French) boy standing in front of the boy's bathroom and smoking a cigarette. He glanced at the British blonde, blinking dully as if to acknowledge the other's presence and looked straight ahead again. Pip shifted on his heels, not sure whether to go over or just leave. "Are you just going to stand zere' or vat?" Christophe snapped, glaring at him and taking a drag of his cigarette.
Pip squeaked, hurrying over to where the other was standing. "Good afternoon, chap," Pip said brightly, trying not to cough when Christophe blew smoke at him. The French boy 'humphf'ed and dangled the white stick in his mouth.
"Vere is ze other boy, ze devil one?" Christophe asked, looking behind the blonde like he was expecting Damien to pop up out of the ground. Pip's face fell, trying to block out the memories that still hurt him after so long. Christophe saw this look and shut up, puffing smoke out in gray rings.
"How do you do that?" Pip asked, staring as Christophe puffed out the smoke. The other smirked, and blew a ring right into Pip's face. The British boy flinched, holding his breath so he wouldn't breathe in the smoke.
"You don't like zat, hmm?" Christophe asked, holding the cigarette between his fingers. Pip hesitated, before shaking his head.
"Zen you won't like zis," Christophe mused, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Pip's. Pip froze, his mouth slightly agape in shock. Christophe puffed smoke into the others mouth, pulling back with a satisfied smirk. Pip coughed harshly, smoke pouring out of his mouth as he hacked.
Pip stood, watching Christophe take another drag. "Uh, I um…I.." Pip stuttered, entangling his fingers nervously. Christophe raised an eyebrow.
"I like smoke," Pip whispered.
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I had fun writing Christophe smoking.
I hope you like it RisaShootingStar! (: