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School Cheep and Peep Style 21,278,876,123,920, Peep said abruptly during Math. It was now the 3rd six weeks of school and lately Peeps class had been working on multiplying 4 digit numbers. Peep was exhausted, and hadnt even raised his hand to answer the arithmetic. But of course, the teacher had called on him, noticing that he was dozing off a little, suspecting he wouldnt get the right answer. Um thats ..Correct! Good work. I guess I underestimated you Peep! She beamed at him, but inside she was very amazed by his right answer.
Later that day Peep ended up answering every question the teacher asked him correctly. She would call on him when she saw him dozing, and he would wake up and just shout out anything that came into his head. George Washington! 87 bananas! Kansoren received the most Coka-Cola and Owen received the least! ..and so on. At lunch time Peep picked at his green bean casserole. After a
School Cheep and Peep Style*First day of school for Peep*
Peep:*Walking down the halls towards class smiling, winking, and pointing at people using the gun sign*Hey! How ya doin! Looking fine! Was up! Nice shirt! Nice pants! Nice shoes! ^-^
Kids:* looking strangely at Peep*
Peep:*Thinks to self* How come nobodys saying anything back?
Fat kid:*Bumps into Peep* Watch where youre going jerk! And Shut Up while youre at it! >o<
Kids:*Stop and look*Oooooooohhhhhhh .O-O
Fat kid:*Starts to walk away*
Peep:* Quickly thinks of insults* Whereya going blobudough, the partys just beginning!
Kids:*Still standing in area* Oooooohhhhhhhh ..O-O
Fat kid:*Stops walking and slowly turns around* What did you call me!?!?!?!? >.
The GameCheep:*Drooling at T.V. 25percent awake 75percent asleep*
Peep:*Drooling at T.V. 75percent awake 25percent asleep*
Chick:*Walks into room*Boys, why dont you go play outside or play a game instead of watching T.V. ^-^
Cheep:*Slowly turns head towards Chick, still drooling*Huh??????
Peep:*Slowly turns head towards Chick, stops drooling*Huh?
Chick: I rest my case*walks out rolling eyes*
Peep:*Slaps Cheep awake* Dude, lets go play a game like mom said to do
Cheep: Why are you slapping me?!!?!?!?
Peep: >_> * turns off T.V*
Cheep: Hey!!! Why did you do that?!?!?!?!?!?
Peep: Because youre turning into a zombie by watching that. Anyway, lets play a game ^-^
Cheep: O.K, what game?
Peep: Hmmmm .let me think*starts thinking*
*One hour later .*
Peep: I got it!!!!!!!!*light bulb appears on top of head*^-^
Cheep: What!!!!!!???????*looks anxiously at Peep*
Peep: We can play Loser Has to Talk to First Girl He Sees at School!!!!!!!!
Cheep Peep:Halloween SpecialCheep:*watching Friday the 13th*
Peep:*Walks in*Whatchya watchin?
Cheep: None of your beeswax.
Peep: O_O Whoa, what was that weird, scary, ugly thing???!!!
Cheep: That was Jason Voorhees. ^_^*Mind races*
Peep: That was THE Jason?!
Peep: Arent you being him for Halloween?
Cheep: I sure am! ^-^*proud of self*
Peep: Oh ya, I got an even better costume that will make anybody crap and wet their pants! ^-^*even more prouder*
Cheep: Well .. Where is it?
Peep: Moms getting it at the store.
Cheep: Ya, right .
Peep: No really, moms getting my costume, honest!*crosses heart*
Cheep: You better not be pulling my leg. Remember last time you tried to scare me? Do you want me to do what I did to you after the whole Chucky ordeal .*slowly reaches for a battered leather belt*
Peep: NO!!!! Anything but THAT!!!!!!!!
*Humming of a chainsaw in the background*
Peep: Hey!! Moms back!!! And she got my costume too!!! Y
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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