Sqaishey Pov:
I know the others think of what I'm doing with Stampy is an operation, but I don't. I think of it as 'love'. I really like Stampy and it's, like I said before, killing two ducks with one Iron Sword. That makes very little sense, but neither does life, love or loss, so I don't care. All of my strange thoughts ended up to thinking about Stampy. Stampy. Stampy........
I will admit that I love him.
Amy Pov:
Rosie, Netty and I awoke silently from our sleep, and we saw Sqaishey, awake, simply daydreaming. We tried to smother our giggles, knowing full well what-or who-she was dreaming about. After about 5 minutes, Netty and Rosie burst into giggles, and I just told her
"Text him, he's probably dreaming about you as much as you are thinking about him."
She jumped.
"I'm not thinking about any boy,"
"I know, you are thinking about Stampy, not any random boy."
"Why do you think that I am thinking of Stampy?"
"Oh come on. It's obvious."
"How?"
"You are mouthing the words "I love Stampy,""
Sqaishey blushed, while the rest of us errupted into fits of laughter and giggles.
"Well, it's all good, we've got one box down, two to go."
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Next chapters going to be long, so CALM DOWN PEEPS! Lol :) this story is apparently ok, so I'm going to carry it on
(Sad faces from everyone)
I like writing, I'm not good, it's just fun.
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Amy's Love Story
FanfictionAmy is having trouble from a recent breakup. She feels awful. She doesn't feel like anybody will ever love her. Then she finds that three of her closest friends all fancy her, them being Stampy, Squid and Lee. She doesn't want anyone, as she's still...
