am i falling in love?..

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First of all, sorry for not being online, deleted wattpad💞

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Silver spoons POV:

'Ugh, what an ugly morning, yin yang became f-f-furriez?! EUGH... gross...' I thought as I was eating my royal breakfast at the picnix tables.


Last time I saw those two is running off bc racism, what peasants💀.

Just thinking about racism and furriez made me shiver, Unifortionatally, this hoe candle came up to the picnix tables and ate.

"I've LOST my precious appetite!" I shouted dramatically, "nobody asked, nor cares" someone said.

I huffed away, what losers! "They'll know that IM the prince around here! They just underestimate me that's all... Or maybe I overestimate myself?.. No! They underestimate me and it's fucking annoying:/!" I pouted to myself as I walked to under a tree.

Then I started thinking... Do I overestimate myself..? ABSOLUTELY NOT!! I made up fake scenarios in my head and zoned out while doing so, until I heard someone SHORT came...

"Ugh! How could my HORRIBLE day get worse?! Hmf-.." I whined.

"Uh..." Yin said, he was separated from yang, test tube.

"WHAT do you want?!" I shouted at the poor boy.

"I- well-being nevermind--" he ran away to a different tree. Something happened between him and yang. Smh 😒.

Then I heard ANOTHER short peasants foot steps! "GO AWAY, PEASANT!" I screamed at whoever was there.

It was test tube, looking for yin, she needed to reattach yin and yang. "HAVE YOU SEEN YIN?!" she asked, paniced, what a loser.

"Yeah obviously. He ran that way👉." I said , pointing to the opposite way. "THANK YOU!" she ran that way.

Ugh, that's disgusting. Then, I HEARD MORE. WHAT THE FUTURELY FUCK DUDE?!

"Hi silver.. " candle said, calmly.

"UGH! NOT YOU>:(" I said, aggravated.































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Y'all losers requested silver x candle and fan tube, I'll finish silver x candle next weekend😘losers.

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