Lulu: Yay!! I got a present from my friend/editor!! I feel loved! I hope yall enjoy the small story she wrote!!

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Sora (now 5 years old), like most of the children his age, had trouble pronouncing certain letters. There was the usual saying "R" as "W", but he had an odd habit of replacing his "V's" with "B's", so instead of him saying "Love", he would say "Lub".

One day, he decided to draw a picture of him and Riku, the thirteen year old neighbor that Sora absolutely adored. He took some of his favorite crayons and scribbled them together holding hands, but he felt that it was missing something, so he picked up a bright red crayon and used what he was learning in kindergarten to write how he felt about Riku on the bottom of his masterpiece. Of course, it would start with "I", then a space and "L", but he was puzzled on what went next. Was it an "a" or a "u"? That was easily decided when he remembered that "u" makes an "-uh" sound, so that went next. "B" made the "-buh" sound and he remembered that there was the silent "e". He wasn't quite sure what the silent "e" was or what it did, but he knew that there must have been a silent "e" at the end, since it was silent. He also thought that it made the word look fancier and more sophisticated. He knew how to spell you, since it was only one letter, like "I" and he ended his short sentence with a pretty red heart.

Proud of his work, Sora ran off to Riku's house, next door, and loudly knocked on the door. Riku, in all his coolness, answered the door with a, "What's up," only to be met with a brunet blur hugging one of his legs.

"Hi, Wiku!" The excited blur shouted.

"Hey, Sora!" Riku said, kneeling down so that he was at the same level as the bouncing five-year-old, then saw the paper that he was hiding behind his back, "What do you have there?"

"It's for you," Sora shyly replied, as he showed off his fine work of art that he had spent such a long time drawing. Riku started laughing after reading what Sora had written on the picture—"I LUBE U"—but stopped when poor Sora, who didn't understand what was so funny, began sobbing, "But Wiku, I lub you!"

"Aw, Sora, I'm sorry. Don't cry," he said, taking the picture from the young boy, while trying to suppress his laughter, "I love you, too, and I love your beautiful drawing. Thank you."

Then he took an elated Sora by the hand and led him inside for a plate of cookies, a glass of cold milk, and a lesson on how to correctly spell the word "love". It wouldn't be until ten years from that time, though, that Sora would wake up from his new boyfriend, Riku's, bed—after a long night of pleasure—and find the picture in the drawer of the nightstand, fully understanding why Riku had thought it was funny and embarrassed that he would keep it for so long. But that's a whole different story for another day...