Minicat fanfics (and others)

Be my Valentine

(It's close to Valentine's Day sooooo enjoy)

"Tyler just stop it! We're done!" Craig yelled, shoving Tyler back and slamming his door shut. Tyler stood there feeling more crushed than ever. But he was way too stubborn to give up that easily. And tomorrow was Valentine's Day. He wasn't going to leave Craig like that. He smirked, as he walked down the steps and to his vehicle.

Tyler went home and plopped down on his couch, calling a good friend of his. He tapped his thigh as he waited for Evan to pick up the phone.

~ring~

"Hello?"

"Yo Evan."

"Yea?"

"Alright....I know Craig is very mad at me right now, but I need your help with planning something really really special for him."

He heard Evan laugh from the other side of the phone. He smiled softly.

"Yea man what do you need?"

"Well...."

Craig woke up the next day to someone knocking on his door, but felt terrible. He had slept in till at least 12:00. And he was going to spend this years Valentine's Day by himself.

"I'm coming!" He yelled, leaving his warm sheets and hurrying to the door. He didn't care if he was in sweatpants and a tanktop.

As soon as he opened the door, no one was there. He frowned. That was until he looked down and saw a vase with roses down on his doorstep.

His face turned bright red as he picked up the vase, raising a eyebrow when a small card fell from it.

He knelt down and picked up the card, opening it up and reading it carefully. When he saw who it was from, he teared up slightly.

-Craig,

I know I messed up. I can easily see that now. But no one deserves to spend a day like this alone. I have small surprises for you at different buildings. Each lead to something big! If you're playing along, go to the frozen yogurt store where I first met you.

Sincerely, Tyler.

Craig smiled softly and stepped back inside, shutting the door. He walked to the table and placed them on there for decor. Then he ran to his room and dressed into a pair of jeans, a plaid, button up shirt over his white tanktop and tennis shoes.

No need to dress fancy. This is Tyler we're talking about here. He grabbed his phone, keys, and wallet, locking the door behind him and going towards his car. Craig mainly questioned what was going on.

He held the card in his hands as he drove towards the frozen yogurt area where they first met. It always brought back such lovely memories.

He pulled into a parking space and got out. He looked around and sighed, walking inside. He smiled a the chill that he got and looked around. He saw the table where he and Tyler had first started talking.

"Excuse me Sir. Do you happen to be Craig Thompson?" A lady asked.

"Y-Yea that's me."

She smiled and held up a small bear and another card.

"Then I believe these belong to you."

He grinned and took them, opening the card.