Me: Just a story I was wanting to write about. Enjoy.
What's Your Name?
Everyday, he followed her silently and secretly in the afternoon and into the park where she always played on the swings.
Was he a stalker? 'Perhaps.' he would think. He knew he wasn't supposed to be following her, they were enemies after all, Mojo had always said so....
But............
There was something about her that made him want to follow her for some reason..... she had always smiled. He sort of liked it. He often thought of her, she had short, blond pigtails that reached down to her rosy cheeks. She also had those pretty sky-blue eyes that weren't quite like others, unlike the dull, ordinary ones he had looked into, hers were simply perfect.
He DID happen to have a small crush on her. He hated her for that... but he couldn't blame her. That's why every punch he threw, every scream of pain she made always made him feel better.... But it never lasted. He liked her... but he knew those feelings would never be possible since they were enemies. He was her evil twin.
He hated looking at her pretty face, but he also loved it at the same time. He always followed her, she never noticed. Whenever they met at battle, he still secretly liked her more.
At times, he would actually not hit her at all. He would usually just dodge her kicks.
He liked the girl who always smiled. She was cute. But he never knew her name. She didn't either.
"Hey? Could you push me, whoever you are?" She asked him, her back was turned when she was on the swing set, so she didn't know who was really behind her. He stared at her back, "Well? What are you waiting for?" He said nothing but he did push her back gently, developing more power as he continued to push her.
"Whee!!!!!" She squealed as she was launched into the air. She turned her back.
Her smile faded into a surprised expression. "Y-you?" She suddenly fell headfirst, she landed in the wood chips. "Ow..." She groaned, helping herself up. Boomer felt guilty, he turned to leave, "HEY!" She called to him. "Don't leave, I wanna play with you." He froze, she wanted to play with someone like him?
He spun around, she smiled at him, "Please play with me?" He hesitated, "O-okay...."
She smiled, "I'm Bubbles, what's your name?"
"Boomer...."
She beamed again, "Boomer huh? Nice name. I'll let you in a little secret..." she gestured him to lean over. Curiously, he did, "I always thought you were sorta cute."
Boomer was startled, she giggled, reading his expression over. "What's wrong with that? I'm telling the truth. Now," She got up, dusting her dress.
"Are we going to play or are we going to play?"
He smirked, maybe his little thing with Bubbles could be okay to know that he could keep his feelings for her, of course, she wouldn't know his little thing for her.....
yet.
"Okay, let's play."
'Bubbles huh?' he thought as he covered his eyes for a game of hide-and-seek. 'That's a cute name for you.'