I would normally have Pietro walk off a cliff or die or something. This
story was spawned by a great author named Asylin. We have a deal worked
out. I write about a couple she chooses, and she writes about a couple I
choose. Isn't that wonderful? Anyway, please review. It means a lot to me.
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Red and Silver
One Shot
By the Electric Russian
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"Blob! Come on! If you have to do that, go outside!" Pietro wined as Blob let one rip. Everyone was gathered in the living room of the Brotherhood Boarding House. Todd was laying on the couch with his drawing book out, Wanda was reading some cult book, Lance was plucking on his guitar, and Fred was having a farting contest with himself. All Pietro was doing was tapping his foot impatiently and staring at the clock. Wanda got sick of this after a while, and threw a hex bolt in his direction.
Pietro only noticed after a few minutes when he tried to walk, but fell on his face. Wanda thought this was hilarious. Pietro went red with anger and stormed out of the room.
He eventually resumed his foot tapping in his room. He stared at a wall, his mind thinking of only one thing: Love.
Yes that's right. Pietro, the jerk, in love. His little boy crush had turned into a full scale invasion of his heart after yesterday evening. . .
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"Listen, I know what will happen if we get caught out here, so hurry up and tell me what you wanted to tell me!"
"Shh! Be a little quieter, okay?"
"Fine. But hurry up and tell me what you called me out here for!"
Pietro and a shrouded figure were facing each other in the front lawn of the Brotherhood Boarding House, talking in hushed tones. The shrouded figure inched closer to Pietro, bringing her face as close as possible to his. She brought her hood down and slowly kissed his lips, savoring every moment. For a second, nothing mattered to Pietro. He was completely lost in the ecstasy of the kiss. For Pietro, this was his first. And he was proud to say, his first kiss had been with his one true love. He didn't care if anyone felt different about his love. Nothing mattered.
After the magical kiss had ended, the shrouded girl whispered,
"Same time tomorrow?"
Pietro simply nodded, too lost for words.
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Pietro was anxiously awaiting any sign of the girl. Anything at all. At last, a sound came at his window. Pietro didn't even wait to see what it was, he just ran outside, which caused everyone to get discombobulated at the flaming streaks across the floor.
"What's he in such a hurry for, yo?"
"Dunno. Maybe he's got a hot date."
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Pietro stood on the lawn, just like last night. He looked around with wide eyes until he saw the object of his heart's desire.
Amara Aquilla.
"Amara-"
"Shh. I know."
Amara walked closer to Pietro, put her hand in his. The slowly walked down the street, toward a little ice-cream shop that Pietro knew a little short cut to. . .
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Red and Silver
One Shot
By the Electric Russian
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"Blob! Come on! If you have to do that, go outside!" Pietro wined as Blob let one rip. Everyone was gathered in the living room of the Brotherhood Boarding House. Todd was laying on the couch with his drawing book out, Wanda was reading some cult book, Lance was plucking on his guitar, and Fred was having a farting contest with himself. All Pietro was doing was tapping his foot impatiently and staring at the clock. Wanda got sick of this after a while, and threw a hex bolt in his direction.
Pietro only noticed after a few minutes when he tried to walk, but fell on his face. Wanda thought this was hilarious. Pietro went red with anger and stormed out of the room.
He eventually resumed his foot tapping in his room. He stared at a wall, his mind thinking of only one thing: Love.
Yes that's right. Pietro, the jerk, in love. His little boy crush had turned into a full scale invasion of his heart after yesterday evening. . .
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Listen, I know what will happen if we get caught out here, so hurry up and tell me what you wanted to tell me!"
"Shh! Be a little quieter, okay?"
"Fine. But hurry up and tell me what you called me out here for!"
Pietro and a shrouded figure were facing each other in the front lawn of the Brotherhood Boarding House, talking in hushed tones. The shrouded figure inched closer to Pietro, bringing her face as close as possible to his. She brought her hood down and slowly kissed his lips, savoring every moment. For a second, nothing mattered to Pietro. He was completely lost in the ecstasy of the kiss. For Pietro, this was his first. And he was proud to say, his first kiss had been with his one true love. He didn't care if anyone felt different about his love. Nothing mattered.
After the magical kiss had ended, the shrouded girl whispered,
"Same time tomorrow?"
Pietro simply nodded, too lost for words.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pietro was anxiously awaiting any sign of the girl. Anything at all. At last, a sound came at his window. Pietro didn't even wait to see what it was, he just ran outside, which caused everyone to get discombobulated at the flaming streaks across the floor.
"What's he in such a hurry for, yo?"
"Dunno. Maybe he's got a hot date."
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Pietro stood on the lawn, just like last night. He looked around with wide eyes until he saw the object of his heart's desire.
Amara Aquilla.
"Amara-"
"Shh. I know."
Amara walked closer to Pietro, put her hand in his. The slowly walked down the street, toward a little ice-cream shop that Pietro knew a little short cut to. . .
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