This is just a experiment to see if I can still write. I saw Paperman after it received it's award at the Oscars, and I was blown away. It could be the key to bringing back Disney's old glory. This is a one shot, and if you like it, please review. Paperman belongs to Disney.

Torn Edges

Meg was a lot of things. A businesswoman, a loving daughter, and now; a chaser of paper airplanes. A paper airplane stained by her lips.

She held the parchment with delicacy, slightly wiggling it to see if it responded.

As she wiggled it, a barrage of paper airplanes danced around her, causing a large smile to creep onto her face. She turned her head, and there he was; surprised and covered in paper.

He released himself from its grip and stood before her, nervous yet content.

Meg simply pulled her hair behind her ears, and stared at her lipstick covered guide. By some strange twist of fate, she was seemingly complete.

She tried to hold back her tears from falling on her paper airplane, and as she expected, she failed.

This airplane was not with her lipstick, but instead with her words. Words of regret. Words of sorrow.

The wind seemed to pick it up and fly it out the window, but she paid no notice. She didn't notice anything anymore.

George was gone, but she didn't blame him. He did catch her in Paul's arms, lips against hers. Even if she tried to explain how drunk he was, or how she tried to fight him off, he still couldn't believe her.

'How could I be so STUPID?!' she thought to herself, bringing more tears to light. Sure, he was awkward and constantly nervous, but he loved her with all his heart.

And she would be lying to herself if she told herself that she didn't love him.

Meg was a lot of thing. An accomplished executive, a woman in love, and now... Unworthy.

Unworthy of him, and all he had done for her.

And yet, she wouldn't live without him. She couldn't live without him.

Clutching her airplane, the one that had brought them together, she walked across the table to the open window. The building was high enough, there were plenty of moving cars.

One jump would do the trick.

"Forgive me George." For a moment, she swore she could hear someone yell her name, but the moment passed quickly. With that, she let her airplane fly out of her hands and into the wind.

Taking one last breath, she leaned forward, and stopped. She looked down, 7 paper airplanes laid across her chest, keeping her from falling.

She looked back up. From across the other buildings came a barrage of paper airplane, all headed towards her. They surrounded her, propelling her back into her room. Like some flock of birds they all dispersed, leaving only one behind. She picked it up, it had her lipstick on it.

Without warning, her door opened. George stood before her, covered in sweat, and eyes filled with tears.

"George, I-" she was cut off by his lips as he embraced her. The last thing she expected from him was a kiss, but at that moment she didn't care, falling into a loving feeling of bliss.

"I-" she was once again cut off, this time by his finger.

"Shhhh." was all he said before connecting their lips again. She lost all sense of reality as he lowered her onto the bed. And all the while, the small lipstick covered paper plane lay still.

Meg was a lot of things. But for now, she was forgiven.

He stood before her, clad in a black tuxedo, while she wore a large white dress.

The priest recited his speech about love and death, but all she could do was stare at George and rub her swollen belly, filled with the happiness they created together.

"-For as long as you both shall live?" the priest asked.

He looked down, George clutched the airplane, worn and torn with age. "I do." George said with confidence.

"By the power within me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." and with that, they locked lips again. The first kiss of the rest of their lives.

As they kissed, the paper plane slipped from his fingers and into the wind, its job completed.

Personally I don't think I did a good job, but it's up to you to decide.

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