Hey there, its me, im not dead! (yay) Im sorry i have not been posting, so i hope you can forgive me. I have decided to discontinue all of my other books, you may continue them in your own free time if you would like, but please let me know before y...
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*You were legit getting dragged down the sidewalk, while holding your lyre harp like your life fucking depended on it , which was painful as FUCK. You were only getting dragged on your ass because the little shit you call your friend wanted YOU to come with him to his place so he could play music for you to listen too while trying to figure out what the fuck to do with your god damn life. Your good at few things, like drawing, and playing your harp.*
"TOOTHPASTE, CAN YOU STOP DRAGGING ME ON MY FUCKING ASS?! IT HURTS LIKE HELL!"
"NO!"
"WHYYYYY"
"BECAUSE WHEN I LET YOU GO, YOUR GONNA FUCKING RUN AWAY, THEN IT WILL TAKE ME HOURS TO FIND YOUR DUMB ASS!"
*Well, he wasn't lying- that was exactly what you were gonna do, and that plan wasn't gonna change.*
"CAN I ATLEAST USE MY LEGS FOR A FUCKING MOMENT?!"
"FINE!-"
*You got up, he still had your hand in a death grip, so you did the reasonable thing and bit his wrist and fucking ran into the damn woods.*
"Y/N!-"
------------ Two hours later ------------
*You had found a nice spot to sit and relax, you reach into your bag and pull out your lyre harp. You begin playing one of the longer symphonies you know, this one calms you down for some reason. You continue playing, not noticing the cookie behind you.*
-------- 15 minutes later --------
*You pluck the final strings, ending the song in what felt like a heartbeat, not expecting a small clap from behind you.*
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT, YOU SCARED M-"
"Calm the FUCK down Y/N, and just relax."
*He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a small hug*
"Want me to play some music to calm you down?.."
"No~ I'm fineee."
"I don't mind, you put on a performance for me, now let me return the favor."
*Before you could even argue back, he was already playing soothing music on his electric violin.*
------------------------- 15 minutes later ------------------------- Toothpaste Cookie POV -------------------------
*I look down to check on Y/N, who is laying in my lap, they are fast asleep. I decided that this was my opportunity...it was now or never...*
*I planted a small kiss on their cheek and picked them up*
"....Let's bring you home..."
"My dear.."
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Here is the lyre haro btw
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