Mr. Charming

Mr Charming in a verry charming person. He lived in the middle of the small town of Goodgiven on a busy street. His house wasn't like everyone else's. It stood out from the monochrome square boring other houses. His house had the shape of a flowerpot and was fret dekuriert in all colors. The two windows and the door had the shape of a heart. Just like Mr. Charming himself.

Every morning when he got up, he looked at himself in the mirror and admired how good he looked. Then after he had put his black hair back and his mouthed straightens. He had brushed his teeth. He had put on one of his black pants with red hearts. And had eaten a heart-shaped toast. As usual, he went for a walk around the city.

He was jumping happily over the grey walkway when he met little Ms. Hug. She just walked out of her pink house.

He said, "Hello little ms. hug you look especially pink today."

As a result, her cheeks turned even pinker and she took him in her arms as she walked on.

He met very, very many people. He was always in a good mood and had far too much love in him. Sometimes it was very, very good, but often it was very, very bad.

Because, some people thought it was great to see him, others thought it was less. Which also made him very, very often sad.

He showed it outwardly, though, not because he had so much love in him that he could show it at all.

Like for example little Ms late who was very, very in a hurry. Then he thought it was a pity not to be able to talk to her anymore.

Or little miss Shy who jumped back at his words and also wanted to move on quickly. He must have taken her by surprise.

Almost at the end of the road, he meet mr. Grumpy.

"Hey mr. Grumpy, how are you today? Today is a very nice sunny day to go for a walk."

"I don't think so. It's just a normal day like any other. Why is everyone always in a good mood? So much cheerfulness is disgusting.", answered this one and continued his way.

After the strange conversation with mr. Grumpy, he ran on his way to the park full of motivation.

The yellow shining sun shone down and fed the coloured flowers, trees and plants with rays of light.

Once in the park, he sat down on the red bench opposite the clear lake and fed the darkblue birds with a verry, very long bread he had taken with him. He enjoyed the wonderfully fragrant summer air when he saw in the corner of his eyes a pretty little miss sitting next to him on the parkbank.

Like him, she had the shape of a heart and long black hair. She wore a light blue dress with white flowers on it and white higheels on which pearls were attached.

"H-h-hey.", he spoke in a trembling voice.

What had gotten into him? He wasn't usually so shy.

"Oh, hello. Are you here to enjoy the beautiful summer day and feed the dark blue birds with very, very long bread? Besides, I think her pants are very nice.", she spoke with quick and excited words.

"T-t-thank you", he said, "Y-y-yes, the birds uhmm yes.".

He had never received a compliment from anyone before. He only heard compliments from himself. Otherwise, he only gave compliments to other people.

The little miss smiled, "Oh I haven't even introduced myself yet I'm little miss flirty.".

"I-I'm Mr. Charming. ", he was still stunned, "somebody gave me a compliment.".

"Then it was time. You're such a great man. It's weird that you've never gotten a compliment. I could list thousands of them."

Both blushed slightly red.

They talked to each other for quite a while and finally agreed to meet for a coffee at his home tomorrow.

[...]

The next day he got up and forgot to actually look in the mirror. And not only that, he also gasped to put his hair back, which is why they were standing in all directions. He also gassed his teeth into puzzles and something to eat. As he was about to run out the door he noticed that he was still in his pajamas and his belly was growling. Quickly he went back inside, changed his clothes and quickly ate an apple.

On his daily walk he was in his very own world and did not notice all the people who passed him at all. He didn't talk to them for long. Still, he did not give them any compliments as usual. He was already in his mind at home with little miss Flirty and was drinking tea. He couldn't wait to meet her. He was in love. That was clear.

When he had made his rounds he ran back to his house and already made the coffee, because little miss Flirty would have to come any moment. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and there she was. His heart was pounding in his chest and he was very happy to spend the afternoon with her. He had never been able to talk to anyone as long as he had to talk to her. No one had ever endured him as long as she did. They talked all afternoon and complimented each other. They understood each other as if they were soul-guarding. After that day, they met regularly. Once at the lake to feed the dark blue birds with very, very long bread. Another time with little miss Flirty at home in her garden to pick berries. Almost every day they did something with each other and shared their love with each other.

[...]

All Mr. Charming needed was someone to give all his love to and give him back as much love. And now he's finally found someone. Little miss Flirty.

End.