Together At Last

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"Hiya Jammy, how ya doin'?" Fresh asked.

"I'm doing great!.....now that you're here that is," the last part was mumbled so that Fresh couldn't hear it. He looked at me confused but let it slide.

".....Ink and Error said that you've been drawing more pictures of me......" why was Fresh so shy all of a sudden, he didn't even have his 90's accent. Wait.....did...he say something about the pictures I've drawn of him lately!?! Oh no, oh no, oh nononononononononono!

"Y-yeah," great, now I'm stuttering 

"Can I see 'em?" Fresh asked with a violet blush. (yes i know that i gave Fresh a blue blush in the beginning, but i think that a violet one is more appropriate)

"S-sure", I turned and started walking to my room,"Follow me please", this is so embarrassing! Fresh started to follow me to my room, where all my drawings are. I knew that my face is a pink blushing mess, but Fresh wanted to see my drawings. Once we got to my door I had told Fresh to close his eyesockets. He looked at me a bit confused, but closed his them anyway.

(Fresh P.O.V)

"Ok, you can open your eyesockets now," I hear PJ tell me. I open my eyesocket and the first this I see is a picture. It's not of me, but something I've never even heard of.

 It's not of me, but something I've never even heard of

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(art not mine. it was drawn by @Neon_Strings just for this book. go and check them out if don't know who they are)

"That's the first thing I ever drew. I don't know why I drew it though," I hear PJ say form beside me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah.  Mommy said it was a sign from the only vampire/wolf/dragon hybrid,  Okami."

"Okami?"

"Yeah. I think Mommy told me that Okami is my Godmother"

"Well.... that's something ain't it"

Jammy nodded and walked over to his nightstand to pick up a folder. It was a plain brown folder that was well worn with a few papers sticking out. Once he was in front of me, he opened the folder and handed it to me. The first ones were innocent as Jammy was. (None of the art is mine)

 (None of the art is mine)

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After a few drawings, the begun to look more and more lewd

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After a few drawings, the begun to look more and more lewd. I could feel that my cheekbones were warm and knew I was blushing. I looked up at Jammy to see that he looked embarrassed.

"Jammy," when I said his name, he flinched and looked up at me.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked looking at me with the Puppy Eyes of Death. (RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!!! IT'S THE PUPPY EYES!!!!)

"No, Jammy, I'm not mad," I told him while I pulled him into a hug, "I could never be mad at you"

"Promise?"

"I promise," I don't know why, but I wanted to kiss him. I leaned forward till our teeth (lips? I don't even know anymore! They're skeletons, and I'm making them kiss. Though they'll also be doing "other" things soon~) were only an inch away. We could fell each other's breath. PJ closed his eye-sockets and closed the distance between us. One thought was on both our minds as we had our second kiss.

"Together at last"

( I'M SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE FOR SO LONG T.T between the dogs, witch are four saint bernards and one english mastiff; exams for the first semester, and my parents taking all my electronics, I haven't found even a second to write. will you forgive me? )

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