Scripted Away
Factory for twisted tales and mysterious matters
William nodded, smiling softly at his dad before he quickly shifted into his wolf form, excitedly wagging his tail.
"We could go into he snow like this! Wolves don't need shoes! And they have super warm fur." He jumped on jims lap, barking happily before he licked all over his cheek.
"Where can we boy those shoes?''
Raven looked up at Tyler with brightly sparkling eyes, an unbelievably happy smile on her face. No doubt she was in love.
"That's so sweet of you! And, sure, no need to ask me for permission, honey."
With a happy sigh, she leaned her head against his shoulder while walking, taking in every little detail about him. The small bits of his tattoos that were peeking out where his clothes didn't cover them, his reddish-ginger hair that she just always wanted to play with, his beautiful eyes, calming voice, wonderfully familiar scent... The tiny bit of an accent that just made her knees wobbly and his smile... God, his smile...
Only now, she realized that she had been staring at him for quite a while already. She just sighed happily, her eyes sparkling as she locked them to his for a moment, before a tiny little blush tinted her cheeks red and she looked away smiling, like a girl that had just been caught staring at her crush.
Rose just shrugged at billies question. "I grew up with it, so I can speak it fluently", she said. "Though I do have an American accent."
As billie said he was looking forward to maths, rose just raised one eyebrow, not understanding him at all.
"Wait, maths is so not logical!", she giggled, playing with a streak of her hair. "Maths is super complicated and doesn't make a sense at all!"
Smirking softly, she gently nudged Billie's shoulder with hers. "You friggin maths genius ", she chuckled winking. "Its all Greek to me. I love arts! And music! And sport! I'm the first girl ever in the school's baseball team!"
Ava just grinned softly as a plate with pancakes, another plate with scrambled eggs and Bacon, and a third plate with yoghurt with fruits came floating to her and landed on the table.
''Talking to me?", she chuckled winking. ''Id probably look like a bowling ball by now, if i wouldn't do so much sport'', she laughed.
Gently pushing Emily a little bit away, Ash slightly shook his head.
''I love you too. But Sweetie, I don't think that would be healthy for you, with such a fresh and big wound. I don't want to risk you getting hurt."
He quickly got up, planted a small kiss on Emily's forehead and made his way in the direction of the bedroom. "Maybe we should slowly get ready for that breakfast at my sister's."
Lola softly pulled Dylan's head closer and kissed him deeply, her eyes sparkling softly as she looked at him.
"The stuff that makes me happy is being with you. You make me happy, honey, and I... i really don't like how my job, no matter how much I enjoy it, has always taken the first place, kind of. That place should be yours, and our future's, not my job's. It's just not right to put you on second place behind something that doesn't mean even half as much to me as you do."
Grinning Softly, she winked at him, gently tracing the muscles on his arms with her finger. "Or in Ron's words: 'she needs to sort out her priorities'!"
"We could go into he snow like this! Wolves don't need shoes! And they have super warm fur." He jumped on jims lap, barking happily before he licked all over his cheek.
"Where can we boy those shoes?''
Raven looked up at Tyler with brightly sparkling eyes, an unbelievably happy smile on her face. No doubt she was in love.
"That's so sweet of you! And, sure, no need to ask me for permission, honey."
With a happy sigh, she leaned her head against his shoulder while walking, taking in every little detail about him. The small bits of his tattoos that were peeking out where his clothes didn't cover them, his reddish-ginger hair that she just always wanted to play with, his beautiful eyes, calming voice, wonderfully familiar scent... The tiny bit of an accent that just made her knees wobbly and his smile... God, his smile...
Only now, she realized that she had been staring at him for quite a while already. She just sighed happily, her eyes sparkling as she locked them to his for a moment, before a tiny little blush tinted her cheeks red and she looked away smiling, like a girl that had just been caught staring at her crush.
Rose just shrugged at billies question. "I grew up with it, so I can speak it fluently", she said. "Though I do have an American accent."
As billie said he was looking forward to maths, rose just raised one eyebrow, not understanding him at all.
"Wait, maths is so not logical!", she giggled, playing with a streak of her hair. "Maths is super complicated and doesn't make a sense at all!"
Smirking softly, she gently nudged Billie's shoulder with hers. "You friggin maths genius ", she chuckled winking. "Its all Greek to me. I love arts! And music! And sport! I'm the first girl ever in the school's baseball team!"
Ava just grinned softly as a plate with pancakes, another plate with scrambled eggs and Bacon, and a third plate with yoghurt with fruits came floating to her and landed on the table.
''Talking to me?", she chuckled winking. ''Id probably look like a bowling ball by now, if i wouldn't do so much sport'', she laughed.
Gently pushing Emily a little bit away, Ash slightly shook his head.
''I love you too. But Sweetie, I don't think that would be healthy for you, with such a fresh and big wound. I don't want to risk you getting hurt."
He quickly got up, planted a small kiss on Emily's forehead and made his way in the direction of the bedroom. "Maybe we should slowly get ready for that breakfast at my sister's."
Lola softly pulled Dylan's head closer and kissed him deeply, her eyes sparkling softly as she looked at him.
"The stuff that makes me happy is being with you. You make me happy, honey, and I... i really don't like how my job, no matter how much I enjoy it, has always taken the first place, kind of. That place should be yours, and our future's, not my job's. It's just not right to put you on second place behind something that doesn't mean even half as much to me as you do."
Grinning Softly, she winked at him, gently tracing the muscles on his arms with her finger. "Or in Ron's words: 'she needs to sort out her priorities'!"