Din-dins!
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We all sat around the table, it was spaghetti for dinner. Ink started up the conversation.
"So, Fresh said that you would tell me his past. So if you would please PJ?" Ink said. I nearly choked and PJ did a little.
"What did you sign me up for?" PJ glared at me.
"Your fault for being nosy in the first place. So now you must pay," I said in a mock deep tone. PJ just groaned and explained it all. I just ate as he explained, offering occasional corrections. By the end, Ink was close to tears and the others were completely gobsmacked.
"How the heck do you act normal?!" Cil squeaked, and I just shrugged.
"I just don't really pay attention to it most of the time," I explained. We all ate in silence. I leaned back when I finished, and it apparently saved me as a bullet buried itself in my leg. I nearly screamed in pain but instead, I looked up to see the gun. I grabbed it with my right hand and it shot again. It blew through my hand and buried itself in my shoulder. I just grunted as I pulled the gun and the shooter off of the ceiling and onto the floor next to me and behind PJ. I tore the gun from the guy's grip as the illusion spell wore off. He was middle-aged and had a beard and a crazy look in his eye.
"Who are you? I know how to shoot a gun and I ain't in the best mood right now," I growled. Everyone still sat in their chairs, shocked.
The man laughed madly, "Dark accepts your challenge."
I just sighed, why are all of her goons crazy? "And Blanche says hi," I said as I threw the gun to the side and picked the man up by his collar. I huffed slightly as I picked him up with my left hand. I balled up my bleeding fist and punched him, and sent him flying into the wall. He was knocked out, but there was no way I was keeping him in their house. I teleported him into the center of the forest next to the city. I stumbled a little at the use of magic and pain. I leaned up against the wall, noticing a small dent in the wall, oops.
"Fresh!" Ink shouted. I looked back at the table to see them all stand up and rush to me. I put my left hand on my shoulder, trying to slow the flow of blood. Ink rushed over and immediately start to heal my leg, while Palette healed my hand.
"I may have dented your wall," I said shyly as Ink healed my shoulder.
"Who cares?" Ink said softly as they stopped healing me. I winced slightly as I put weight on my healed leg. It may be healed but it still stings.
"You really can't stay out of trouble, can you?" PJ joked as he came over to help me. I just glared at him and took another step, flinching a little. "That's it!" PJ growled as he suddenly picked me up in a bridal position.
"PJ!" I shouted in surprise. I heard chuckles behind me as PJ carried me to the couch and sat down with me on his lap. Ink came into the room with a spare shirt.
"Yours is covered with blood," Ink said as he threw the too big white shirt at me. I nodded and started to get up.
"Nope!" PJ said and he picked me up in bridal position again. He opened up the bathroom door and closed it behind us. He unbuttoned my shirt while we both blushed like crazy. He grabbed me and kissed me. I let out a soft moan in surprise, and I somehow blushed even more. I suddenly whimpered as he rubbed my cut. He separated from me and went behind my back. He nuzzled my neck a little as he whispered, "Why isn't it healed?"
"Cray had to leave for a camping trip, so I ordered him to only heal what he could to still have a good time," I whispered back. PJ put his finger on the cut and I suddenly felt a slight little sting. After a little, PJ put his entire hand on my spine and I didn't feel pain. "I didn't realize that you could heal."
"Everyone but Error can," PJ began to breathe down my neck, and it sent shivers down my spine (lol). PJ began to lick my neck, I put my hand over my mouth to muffle my soft moans. PJ stopped after a bit and helped me get on the spare shirt. I teleported my shirt back into my house as PJ picked me up in bridal position again and we stepped out of the bathroom. We went back into the living room where everyone was smirking or giggling or both.
"What took so long you lovebirds?" Cil teased.
We blushed a little but PJ swiftly recovered, "This idiot hid a cut on his spine, so I healed it."
"WaS iT FRoM PrOTeCtinG mE?" Error asked as we sat down. I nodded and Error sighed a little, uh?
"Why don't we watch Fresh's epicness?" Cil cut in.
"Wha?" I asked, completely confused.
"Let's watch the videos and the security footage!" Cil shifted his statement. I nearly face planted, I had completely forgotten about the cameras outside. Everybody nodded and Cil grabbed the remote and turned it on. I was mentally noting what I could've fixed while everyone else was completely engrossed by the footage. When it was done it was about nine.
"Off to bed you rascals!" Ink fake scolded. "You wanna sleep in the guest bed Fresh?" I nodded. PJ picked me up and carried me upstairs to the room. I smiled at him and closed the door behind me. I limped to my bed, soft burning in my leg as I put weight on it. I just laid down on the bed and I immediately slept,
and dreamed.
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Word count: 989
IDC if this is shorter than normal. It's kinda bad since I did most of this on my IPad at 10:30, but I'm still gonna publish this. Anyway, this loving cool cat's gone!
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Cruel World (NAJ pj x fresh/paperfresh)
Fanfiction(first story, could be terrible, most likely is) Fresh, like nearly all other fanfics, is a new kid at school with a few secrets that will surprise everybody. When a jock, PJ, gets interested in the kid, Fresh's tightly woven life soon becomes unrav...
