Title: The Untold Adventure
Author: Me
Summary: Blah, Blah, Blah, all you need to know is that it's a love story between Max and Monica.
Rating: PG (nothing really bad, no sexual scene, or even bad words, but the concepts are a little mature (and there is a little violence later))
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Cloud 2. I don't own the characters. I don't own anything except the storyline. So there, you can't sue me.
Enjoy the story!!!
Chapter 1: Feelings
My feelings seem to all blissfully blow away on the wind when I look at him. His hair, fluffy and golden. His eyes, a beautiful, brilliant emerald green, reflecting the vibrant purples, reds, and yellows of the sunset. I let out a deep sigh. I could look at him all day. I love him.
My name is Monica Raybrandt. Yes, the daughter or the late King Raybrandt. I still think about that day sometimes. When the evil Assassin Gaspard murdered my father. Murdered him. Just like that. It was no fair fight. It was murder.
I am also hopelessly in love with Max. I was sure of it the first time I laid eyes on him. Not just because of his looks, although he is dazzlingly handsome. He is also brave, strong, extremely intelligent, and... well I could go on all day, but I won't for your sanity's sake.
Max is my, well, "adventure companion" so to speak. We're saving the world. Saving the world together. And if that's not a romantic scenario, then I''m a crazed banana with four tentacles. Well, I guess its not that romantic, but seriously, how many girls can say they saved the world with their boyfriend?
Well, he's not my boyfriend yet. I keep telling myself I'm going to tell him soon. Confess all my feelings to him. But whenever I try, I end up looking into his beautiful green eyes, that bore through my soul like a drill through the earth. And then I get this funny feeling down in my stomach. And then he smiles at me and I start to sweat and my heard rate seems to increase by ten times what it should be and I start to get all dizzy, and I know if I say anything it'll come out like a bunch of jubberish that will make me look like a fool.
Ah yes. My horrible dilemma. I am desperately in love with Max, but I can't tell him. In fact, I feel like I could just go up and tell him right now. "I love you, Max" I would say, "I love you too, Monica" he would reply. And we would kiss passionately in the last light of the setting sun.
There I go. Daydreaming again. Wishful thinking. Of course, there is more holding me back from confessing my feelings than just my mind shut-down problem. I also fear rejection. I can imagine Max confessing his love for me, but I can just as easily imagine him saying "I like you too, Monica, but I think we should just be friends."
Just be friends. I don't want to just be friends. How can we just be friends after all we've been through together. And yet, I can still picture him saying it. And that would be it. My heart would shatter like an egg that had been carelessly stepped on. And then I would lay down and cry until I didn't have any tears left.
Maybe I'm just being dramatic. Maybe I just love him that much. Either way, there's another, more important reason why I can't tell him. It's because he's from the past. Or I'm from the future. Either way, it would be wrong. I'm not from his time. Not from his time. I keep telling myself that. That it would be selfish to fall in love when it could disrupt the flow of time.
Of course, we've been doing plenty of that lately. We've been restoring origin points so things that were erased by the evil Emperor Griffon appear again. We've already fixed Jurak's Mall, Starlight Temple, and Luna Lab. Now we're working on Gundorada WorkshopAnd you might think this is undisrupting the flow of time, but sometimes by trying to restore things we make new things that maybe weren't meant to be.
Max suddenly turns to look at me. I take his beautiful eyes full force. "I think it's time for bed, Monica. We've done enough saving the world for one day" he says. And then he laughs. God, how I love his laugh. And his smile.
"Ok" I respond wearily.
We go back to our little make-shift beds in the Blackstone One. "I'm so tired" I remark yawning. Max grins at me and my heart does a belly-flop into my stomach. I keep telling myself to stop it, to stop having these deep feelings. But sometimes you just can't help it.
I lie down on my bed, which is actually one of the train seats. Surprisingly, they're more comfortable than you'd think.
"Monica, tomorrow we're going to get rid of all those floating embers, and then we can sleep outside in the cool air, instead of this stuffy train" Max says.
'And we can watch the stars' I think. 'We can sleep outside and watch the stars.' "Good" I respond.
Silence. "Max?" I say suddenly, disturbing the peace.
"What is it, Monica?"
I love you Max. That's what I want to say. "Good-Night"
Max chickles lightly. "Good-Night, Monica. Sweet Dreams"
"You too, Max."
The sun has completely set now. And in the darkness, I realize how truly tired I am, and how stiff my bones feel, and how heavy my eyelids seem. And I slowly fall asleep.
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Tadaa!!! So... whatcha think? This is my first story on FF.net so please reply and tell me if my story is great and if I am a good author or not!
PS: It's not over, I'm going to write more chapters.
Author: Me
Summary: Blah, Blah, Blah, all you need to know is that it's a love story between Max and Monica.
Rating: PG (nothing really bad, no sexual scene, or even bad words, but the concepts are a little mature (and there is a little violence later))
Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Cloud 2. I don't own the characters. I don't own anything except the storyline. So there, you can't sue me.
Enjoy the story!!!
Chapter 1: Feelings
My feelings seem to all blissfully blow away on the wind when I look at him. His hair, fluffy and golden. His eyes, a beautiful, brilliant emerald green, reflecting the vibrant purples, reds, and yellows of the sunset. I let out a deep sigh. I could look at him all day. I love him.
My name is Monica Raybrandt. Yes, the daughter or the late King Raybrandt. I still think about that day sometimes. When the evil Assassin Gaspard murdered my father. Murdered him. Just like that. It was no fair fight. It was murder.
I am also hopelessly in love with Max. I was sure of it the first time I laid eyes on him. Not just because of his looks, although he is dazzlingly handsome. He is also brave, strong, extremely intelligent, and... well I could go on all day, but I won't for your sanity's sake.
Max is my, well, "adventure companion" so to speak. We're saving the world. Saving the world together. And if that's not a romantic scenario, then I''m a crazed banana with four tentacles. Well, I guess its not that romantic, but seriously, how many girls can say they saved the world with their boyfriend?
Well, he's not my boyfriend yet. I keep telling myself I'm going to tell him soon. Confess all my feelings to him. But whenever I try, I end up looking into his beautiful green eyes, that bore through my soul like a drill through the earth. And then I get this funny feeling down in my stomach. And then he smiles at me and I start to sweat and my heard rate seems to increase by ten times what it should be and I start to get all dizzy, and I know if I say anything it'll come out like a bunch of jubberish that will make me look like a fool.
Ah yes. My horrible dilemma. I am desperately in love with Max, but I can't tell him. In fact, I feel like I could just go up and tell him right now. "I love you, Max" I would say, "I love you too, Monica" he would reply. And we would kiss passionately in the last light of the setting sun.
There I go. Daydreaming again. Wishful thinking. Of course, there is more holding me back from confessing my feelings than just my mind shut-down problem. I also fear rejection. I can imagine Max confessing his love for me, but I can just as easily imagine him saying "I like you too, Monica, but I think we should just be friends."
Just be friends. I don't want to just be friends. How can we just be friends after all we've been through together. And yet, I can still picture him saying it. And that would be it. My heart would shatter like an egg that had been carelessly stepped on. And then I would lay down and cry until I didn't have any tears left.
Maybe I'm just being dramatic. Maybe I just love him that much. Either way, there's another, more important reason why I can't tell him. It's because he's from the past. Or I'm from the future. Either way, it would be wrong. I'm not from his time. Not from his time. I keep telling myself that. That it would be selfish to fall in love when it could disrupt the flow of time.
Of course, we've been doing plenty of that lately. We've been restoring origin points so things that were erased by the evil Emperor Griffon appear again. We've already fixed Jurak's Mall, Starlight Temple, and Luna Lab. Now we're working on Gundorada WorkshopAnd you might think this is undisrupting the flow of time, but sometimes by trying to restore things we make new things that maybe weren't meant to be.
Max suddenly turns to look at me. I take his beautiful eyes full force. "I think it's time for bed, Monica. We've done enough saving the world for one day" he says. And then he laughs. God, how I love his laugh. And his smile.
"Ok" I respond wearily.
We go back to our little make-shift beds in the Blackstone One. "I'm so tired" I remark yawning. Max grins at me and my heart does a belly-flop into my stomach. I keep telling myself to stop it, to stop having these deep feelings. But sometimes you just can't help it.
I lie down on my bed, which is actually one of the train seats. Surprisingly, they're more comfortable than you'd think.
"Monica, tomorrow we're going to get rid of all those floating embers, and then we can sleep outside in the cool air, instead of this stuffy train" Max says.
'And we can watch the stars' I think. 'We can sleep outside and watch the stars.' "Good" I respond.
Silence. "Max?" I say suddenly, disturbing the peace.
"What is it, Monica?"
I love you Max. That's what I want to say. "Good-Night"
Max chickles lightly. "Good-Night, Monica. Sweet Dreams"
"You too, Max."
The sun has completely set now. And in the darkness, I realize how truly tired I am, and how stiff my bones feel, and how heavy my eyelids seem. And I slowly fall asleep.
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Tadaa!!! So... whatcha think? This is my first story on FF.net so please reply and tell me if my story is great and if I am a good author or not!
PS: It's not over, I'm going to write more chapters.