Pink Crayons POV
The magic color hat came swooping in through the window. It changed colors so brilliantly. I was hoping to get picked today. As i played with the seams of my wrapping it passed my color, I saw only a glimpse of color as it swooped over my head.It teased us, we were all lined up,first red, then orange, yellow, my love, purple, blue, brown, me, and then green. I caught a glance at yellow crayon, but it was already in eye contact with blue crayon. blue crayon knew oh how i loved yellow crayon, but he didnt care, he wanted yellow crayon all for himself, even if it did mean being a whore to catch yellow crayons attention. The hat finally landed, right atop my loves head. I was so proud of him. He was the color of the day. Although I wanted to be the color of the day for once, I was glad he was picked. He went off to color in the coloring book, but blue followed him. I was scared of what they might do, as only two crayons were allowed in the coloring book at a time. But I hoped for the best. Hoping my love wouldnt betray me.
Blues POV
Yellow crayon was the color of the day!! that meant he would be able to go in the coloring book alone with someone. How naughty it sounded but how innocent it was. I bounced up to him, and gave him a quick kiss. When we seperated I followed him to the coloring book, as we were lovers we always went with eachother.
When we got there the book closed, we were all alone, only to spread our color onto the pristine pages. It was a beautiful scenery, two trees, each with a bird perched atop of them, with a sun, and a path, or a river, whichever he wanted. I quickly helped him climb atop the two trees, as he colored the two birds yellow, and one of the trees. I saw him bounce toward me, his wrapping getting tight around his waist. He pushed me down onto the tree and unwrapped me, entering me with such force. It didnt take long until the tree was splattered with blue.
I wrapped myself back up, bent down and cleaned him up, afterwards giving him a quick kiss, forcing him to taste his warm yellow wax. He gave me a stern look, silently telling me not to do that again. But I know I will anyways. I laughed and he joined along as we gazed at the partially blue tree, If i didnt color this tree perfectly, they would know what we've done, and would banish us from being the color of the day, just like the poor black and turqouise crayon, stuck in the crayon box forever with no chance of escape. But atleast they had eachother. I colored it quickly, incase anyone walked in. You could still see the splatter, but only if you were upclose. We finished coloring the page, I coloring the sky, and the river, yellow coloring the rest. it was beautiful. we exited the room, side by side. The other crayons were already eating, We must have been in there so long, they might suspect what took us so long. But I didnt care, if we could be forever together in the box, i wouldnt mind, i was with yellow crayon, and that was all i needed..

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The color crew, a blullow fanfiction
Fanfictionyellow crayon and blue crayon obviously have a feisty love going on, but will pink crayon try to get in the middle?