Y'ello!!
Pixie, Vern, Dusk and the Chibis: Zzzzz...
Ami: my story ain't THAT boring!!
Vern: *yawn* I don't wanna go to school...
Ami: and WHY didn't anyone say thank you to TK Macintosh??
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Running a Little
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Tyson was putting any and all of his attention on kissing Mariah... his mind was a complete blank... except...
'God the taste of her lips are addicting,' he whispered in his mind. 'Could just kiss her all day... actually... not quite a bad idea...'
"Tyson??" a voice said beside them; both of them groaned, breaking their kiss and turning to look at the owner of the voice. Aretha. "I have to steal her away from you now."
Tyson looked from Mariah to Aretha and back again a couple of times.
"Well," he said, turning to Aretha. "Doesn't take an idiot to figure this out," he turned back to Mariah, picked her up, and started running away from his friend.
"Tyson!" he smiled as his friend screamed his name; Mariah giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Get back here!"
"When I'm done!" he yelled back, smiling at her. "Still have to make her mindless from kisses!"
"Haven't you already done that?" Aretha yelled at them again; Mariah yelled back this time.
"Give him an hour!" she smiled. "I really don't mind at all!"
Aretha stopped chasing them, but Tyson ran her out to the oasis anyways.
"Here you are milady," he smiled, placing her back down on the ground. "Now, where were we?"
"Right about here," she whispered, leaning into his lips. He just mumbled something into the kiss, and pulled her tight against his chest.
In utter and complete bliss, he wrapped his arms around her...
'If only...' he thought. 'If only...'
Pixie, Vern, Dusk and the Chibis: Zzzzz...
Ami: my story ain't THAT boring!!
Vern: *yawn* I don't wanna go to school...
Ami: and WHY didn't anyone say thank you to TK Macintosh??
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Running a Little
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Tyson was putting any and all of his attention on kissing Mariah... his mind was a complete blank... except...
'God the taste of her lips are addicting,' he whispered in his mind. 'Could just kiss her all day... actually... not quite a bad idea...'
"Tyson??" a voice said beside them; both of them groaned, breaking their kiss and turning to look at the owner of the voice. Aretha. "I have to steal her away from you now."
Tyson looked from Mariah to Aretha and back again a couple of times.
"Well," he said, turning to Aretha. "Doesn't take an idiot to figure this out," he turned back to Mariah, picked her up, and started running away from his friend.
"Tyson!" he smiled as his friend screamed his name; Mariah giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Get back here!"
"When I'm done!" he yelled back, smiling at her. "Still have to make her mindless from kisses!"
"Haven't you already done that?" Aretha yelled at them again; Mariah yelled back this time.
"Give him an hour!" she smiled. "I really don't mind at all!"
Aretha stopped chasing them, but Tyson ran her out to the oasis anyways.
"Here you are milady," he smiled, placing her back down on the ground. "Now, where were we?"
"Right about here," she whispered, leaning into his lips. He just mumbled something into the kiss, and pulled her tight against his chest.
In utter and complete bliss, he wrapped his arms around her...
'If only...' he thought. 'If only...'
