Lemons & Limes
Cassidy's Tale
by Pikamew6
I look over at him. He snores. Not noticing my affection, nor my regrets. I am pained, pained by my own
silence. He sleeps. While he is peaceful, I am disturbed. When he is resting, I am wishing. While he
sleeps, I sigh. Unnoticed is my love. Unresting is my heart. He and I fit! It's in our minds! Our hearts!
Our souls! We belong together! We must be together!
In my mind, I dread. I dread the day when Butch leaves this Earth. I dread the day when the Boss takes
him. I dread the day he says no.
I look over once more. He mumbles in his slumber. What's that? I could've sworn he called my name.
No, just thinking of revenge by the sound of it. I cry. I am a lemon. My secret love is squeezing the juice
out of me. Lemons need juice to survive. No one wants a lemon if it is not juicy when you bite it.
There is one way a lemon can continue without juice. And that way is if you mix lemon and lime
juice together. Butch is a lime. Together, we are sweet. Citrus is the name we share. Where do I get
lemon and lime? Our appearence. My hair is yellow, the shade of a lemon's skin. His green hair color
is that of a lime's. Another reason is that seperately, and without sugar, we are bitter. Love is sugar.
Add sugar to me, and I am sweet. He is the same. Add a sweet me to a sweet him, and we are
delicious. We belong together. We are soulmates! We are! It's meant to be! He is for me. I am for him.
We are together in my dreams, and hopefully in my future.
Our names fit, too. Butch was made for Cassidy. Oh, how I love my lime. Though his voice is
bitter to the ear, it is warmth to my heart. Lime is special, therefore Lemon cares for him. Butch, love,
citrus, sugar. So many words! I do not want words! I want Lime! He is my heart.
I dry my tears when I hear the sound of a lime. He calls my name, and I call his. He takes my
hand, I feel sugar. He must feel it too. He tells me he has something for me. Could it be the sweet
combination of citrus fruit? I had the sugar. Did he? He pulls out a green box. It is velvet.
He hands it to me. This is where he has hidden his sugar. I feel the box open in my palm. I cry out in
delight as I see the results of lemon and lime mixed with sugar. I take out the ring, fingering the gold
band and lovely purple stone. The stone was the same as my eye color. The gold was the same as my
hair. This small gift was me! My eyes, my hair, and best of all, it was sugar from my lime. He slid the
ring on my finger, asking for my love the rest of our lives. I nod. He hugs me, and I cry. This time my
juice is shed with lime juice as well. He touches my lips with his. I kiss back, my heart finally at rest.
Lemon and Lime were together at last.
Cassidy
Cassidy's Tale
by Pikamew6
I look over at him. He snores. Not noticing my affection, nor my regrets. I am pained, pained by my own
silence. He sleeps. While he is peaceful, I am disturbed. When he is resting, I am wishing. While he
sleeps, I sigh. Unnoticed is my love. Unresting is my heart. He and I fit! It's in our minds! Our hearts!
Our souls! We belong together! We must be together!
In my mind, I dread. I dread the day when Butch leaves this Earth. I dread the day when the Boss takes
him. I dread the day he says no.
I look over once more. He mumbles in his slumber. What's that? I could've sworn he called my name.
No, just thinking of revenge by the sound of it. I cry. I am a lemon. My secret love is squeezing the juice
out of me. Lemons need juice to survive. No one wants a lemon if it is not juicy when you bite it.
There is one way a lemon can continue without juice. And that way is if you mix lemon and lime
juice together. Butch is a lime. Together, we are sweet. Citrus is the name we share. Where do I get
lemon and lime? Our appearence. My hair is yellow, the shade of a lemon's skin. His green hair color
is that of a lime's. Another reason is that seperately, and without sugar, we are bitter. Love is sugar.
Add sugar to me, and I am sweet. He is the same. Add a sweet me to a sweet him, and we are
delicious. We belong together. We are soulmates! We are! It's meant to be! He is for me. I am for him.
We are together in my dreams, and hopefully in my future.
Our names fit, too. Butch was made for Cassidy. Oh, how I love my lime. Though his voice is
bitter to the ear, it is warmth to my heart. Lime is special, therefore Lemon cares for him. Butch, love,
citrus, sugar. So many words! I do not want words! I want Lime! He is my heart.
I dry my tears when I hear the sound of a lime. He calls my name, and I call his. He takes my
hand, I feel sugar. He must feel it too. He tells me he has something for me. Could it be the sweet
combination of citrus fruit? I had the sugar. Did he? He pulls out a green box. It is velvet.
He hands it to me. This is where he has hidden his sugar. I feel the box open in my palm. I cry out in
delight as I see the results of lemon and lime mixed with sugar. I take out the ring, fingering the gold
band and lovely purple stone. The stone was the same as my eye color. The gold was the same as my
hair. This small gift was me! My eyes, my hair, and best of all, it was sugar from my lime. He slid the
ring on my finger, asking for my love the rest of our lives. I nod. He hugs me, and I cry. This time my
juice is shed with lime juice as well. He touches my lips with his. I kiss back, my heart finally at rest.
Lemon and Lime were together at last.
Cassidy