Enjoy, guys! This is my first one-shot involving my OCs Skylee and Milo.
One warm, sunny afternoon, Skylee was strolling to the park. Today, she wore a pink T-shirt under a jean jacket, following the advice of Brittany Seville, her signature violet skirt, patterned with darker violet stars, and of course, her favorite silver beret. She had to be careful, for it's quite easy to trod on a chipmunk. For the most part, though, it was rather peaceful. Upon arriving, she scampered up her favorite tree, and sprawled across a branch. "Ahh... It's nice to take a break from being random, and just relax..." Suddenly, her ears perked up. She stood. She sensed... sadness. Skylee sighed, as though she were the sad one. "Vhat reason is zere to be sad today? It's nice out..." She scanned the tree-filled park for anyone that seemed upset, when something caught her eye. A silver sparkle... Skylee gasped. "Milo? Vhat has happened?" She jumped from tree to tree, making his way over to him. Milo had his face in his paws, and he didn't seem too happy. He hadn't noticed Skylee approaching him. Skylee lay a comforting paw on his shoulder. Milo looked up at her, and gave a weak smile before looking back down, tears dripping into his lap. Skylee sat next to him. "Vhat's wrong, darling?" Milo sighed. "I-I don't vant to talk about it..." "Ve've been best friends for years, darling. Vous can tell me anyzing." Milo sniffled. "Vous know zat chipette I've been dating?" Skylee knew this couldn't be good news. "Yes." Milo sniffled again. "She-she p-played m-me!" Skylee gasped. Was she really hearing this? "Vhat? She seemed so nice... Brittany Seville?" Milo nodded. "I-I thought so, too... B-but, apparently, she-she d-doesn't care a-about my feelings!" Skylee's tail repeatedly flicked furiously as she clenched her fists. "Ooh, I vill never listen to her about anyzing ever again!" She promptly took off her jacket and shirt, and cast them to the ground. Milo was surprised. Skylee proclaimed, "I refuse to vear anyzing zat player claims is 'in style!'" Milo handed Skylee his shirt without speaking. Skylee put it on, and closed her eyes. She inhaled deeply, and looked over at Milo, who was still weeping. She sighed. "I'm so sorry, Milo, darling." She hugged him. "Zere is a bright side, however." Milo looked up. "Vhich is...?" Skylee pressed her gentle, soft lips onto his. Milo was surprised at first, but then relaxed and kissed her back. They stayed together, lips locked, until they couldn't breathe. They pulled apart. Skylee whispered, stroking Milo's cheek, "Now I can be votre girlfriend." Milo was now crying for a different reason. He truly smiled and said, "I've alvays vanted to kiss vous like zat. Merci, Skylee, zat is just vhat I needed." Milo embraced her tightly. Skylee smiled as she stroked his soft fur. "Don't vorry about Brat-ney, darling. I'm here. It's okay..."
Skylo. This romance couple is officially named "Skylo." (Skilo is too confusing) Love it? Hate it? Review!
