Love....  Or hatred.....

Love.... Or hatred.....

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"Ever since we met, I knew he would be my one and only true love, can he be. My future husband!?" (this is just some random story that I'm making) yes in the story title, me and my true love are getting married, I can't wait for it!!!!! I'm just so excited!! I just wonder if he loves me back....... I just hope he does.....
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After dating and being engaged for two years, Slappy, the changed puppet, and Shelly Madison, the firstborn Lubriem who can turn into any monster, are finally getting married. Nothing can ruin this special moment - right? The puppet pulled me close to him and held my face in his hands. His cold hands. "So...you did this? All for me?" I asked. "Of course, baby," he replied as he brushed my hair away from my face. "I could not stop thinking about you all day. I really wanted to see you again, and I wanted to do something special for you." I could feel his hot breath against my face, and I blushed redder. He brought my face closer to his and stroked my cheek. "Let us savor this moment," he suggested. "But Slappy, I cannot see your face," I said, giggling. "Do not worry about that," he reassured me. "After all, it is our love that counts." We were about to kiss, when I heard someone yelling. "Shelly!" I turned and saw the front door open, and the lights turned on. I noticed a short figure standing in the doorway, and I immediately recognized who it was. "Slappy?!" I could see that he was not happy. "What are you doing with him?!" he exclaimed. Hold up. If Slappy was standing in the doorway, then...who was holding my hands? I slowly looked up at the person who was right next to me and cried out. I stumbled back and fell down. "W-who are you?" I asked him. He smirked. "I am Snappy," he answered.

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