Disclaimer: I do not own the Dead Poets Society or any of the storyline. Anything that sounds familiar most likely isn't mine. I only own Tairyn Hollows.

Dear Todd,

Har har. Hilarious. I didn't do anything.

Very smooth, Todd. Very smooth. I read that part of your letter and I could just picture you saying it. But yes. You are my one and only dream. (Who's being cheesy now?)

Nah, I like messing with you. I love you too much to just let you become bored of me.

And goddammit you're right. My dog is such a traitor. It's not fair. Okay! It is too still kidnapping! She's a dog, a small one at that, I doubt she could even do anything about it. She might be little Cujo, but she's very easily detained. She's also very easily persuaded with food.

See this is why I make you have the difficult decisions because I just would've given up and gotten all three. Yeah, I didn't think about that for the Greyhound. So that one is out. (Cece can thank me later XD)

Hmm. Picking between a German Shepard and a Labrador Retriever is a very difficult decision...

I'll have to think over that one more. But right now, I'm thinking about a Labrador Retriever. I need a friend to run with since Cece is lazy, despite only being four. She's my fat little Puggy baby.

I'm thinking about names too... if we get a Labrador Retriever, we should name her (no more boys. One of you is plenty. ;)) Sketch. I dunno, it's strange and I like it. I'm not sure about a name for a German Shepard though.

Nah the next homeowners can deal with all of its issues. I'm just hoping we'll be able to get it to the point where it will stay somewhat livable so it'll sell. I hate this place, we're so close to getting rid of it. I can't wait. Yeah. Very funny. Funny's one word for it.

Good. We're gonna make it our place, just you and me. Plus the dogs and some cats. Maybe a horse or two.

Cece is mine dammit! You can't have her! Although she would readily disagree with me on that if it came to it. I'm very happy she can't talk. The things that dog would say.

Well, I'm glad you enjoy the painting, it's custom made just for you.

Again I say, kiss ass.

I'll have to meet this Neil one day then. Mr. Keating too.

I'll write later.

I love you.

Tairyn

PS Shut up its what I mean not what I say.

"Oh! Did she send another letter? Did she?" Neil asked excitedly when he walked into the room to see Todd reading a letter.

"Yeah. She did." Todd replied, pulling out some paper to begin his response.

"What'd she say? Is she doing good? When you write back, tell her I say hi!"

"She said that she'd like to meet you one day. Yes, she's doing good. Okay. I will."

"Tell her I'd like to meet her one day too!"

"Okay."

Todd smiled a bit, happy the only person he really thought was his friend here approved of his girlfriend. His girlfriend that Neil hadn't even met yet. He thought about when he'd be able to see her next, it wouldn't be for a while. She was busy with her school and transferring houses. Of course, he couldn't leave Welton without explicit instructions to do so either. Hopefully, he'd be able to surprise her. His birthday was coming up, her's the month after. He'd already planned to go surprise her for her birthday, courtesy of Aunt Rayne. That woman was the sneakiest lady he'd ever met. When he met her the first time, he immediately knew that that's where Tairyn got it from. It was rather unfortunate, he missed Tairyn dearly. Shaking his head, Todd pushed the depressing thoughts from his head. Bending over the piece of paper, he began scrawling out a response.

Dear Tairyn,

Yes, we're both quite good at that aren't we? We've been best friends for five years, going on six. Two of those six years we've been together. So yeah, I'd assume we'd both be good at hearing the other inside our heads.

That didn't make much sense, did it? I'm turning into you. :p

We've already had this discussion, I could never become bored with you. There's always something new that you're doing. Usually something dangerous, sometimes illegal. As long as I don't have to bail you out of jail, I'm not worried about anything.

Yeah, Cece isn't the smartest nor strongest of dogs. You sure you'd be able to handle a dog with more intelligence than Cece? ;)

I think Sketch would be a great name for whomever you decide.

Uh, no! Cece can thank me for even mentioning the idea to you.

I agree with you on the part about the Labrador Retriever. Especially if you're going to move houses.

Cece will eventually become my dog, just wait. Yeah actually... It's a good thing Cece can't talk...

I only kiss ass for you, love.

I'll make sure you're able to meet Neil and Mr. Keating. You'd like them. I really think you would.

Neil says hi by the way. He wants to meet you too. He found out about you in the most interesting way. Though I'm gonna make you wait on that story for my next letter.

I miss you.

I love you.

Todd

PS Nah we both know that its what you say not what you mean because if you did mean for it to sound differently you would've phrased it differently. (Try saying that sentence ten times fast...)

Todd finished up the letter, satisfied with his response. He folded the paper up and slid it into an envelope, scrawling Tairyn's address on the front of it.