The Lakes ~Poetlore~

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I'm back from the dead to actually write this book, Lovelies 🩶🤍

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Poets was cuddling Folklore.

Folklore: I love you, Poets

Poets: I love you too, Folkie

Folklore: This is my kind of morning

Poets: We're gonna have a lot of these from now on

Folklore: I wanna have a picnic at the lake

Folklore was loving every moment of this morning.

Poets: You do?

Folklore: Yeah

Poets: Then we'll go

Folklore: Wanna snuggle more?

Poets kissed Folklore's head and pulled her close.

Poets: Of course we can

Folklore: I see you don't have handcuffs on

Poets: I'm not sleeping back again, I won't do anything stupid

Folklore kissed Poets' cheek.

Poets: You're so cute

Folklore: That's new

Poets: But you are

Folklore: I've never been called cute before

Poets made a note to always call Folklore a cutie.

Poets: What a shame...you're the cutest

Folklore got up.

Folklore: I'll shower, then we can go

Poets: Okay, I'll pack

Folklore got in the shower.

Anthology: Gonna spy again?

Poets: No

Anthology: Go make sandwiches

Poets went to the kitchen and saw Speak Now.

Poets: Speak Now, what are you doing?

SN: Trying to teach cute tricks to Meredith 

Poets: Can I use the kitchen?

SN: Sure! I'll take her to my room 

Poets started humming a song while making the sandwiches.

Anthology: Are you excited?

Poets: Yeah

Anthology leaned on the counter.

Anthology: Want tips?

Poets: Yeah, sure

Anthology: Alright, I'll go with you and try to help

Poets finished making the sandwiches.

Poets: I made the sandwiches 

Anthology: They look tasty

Poets: Wow, Lorie's taking long in the shower

Anthology: Maybe she's trying to look good

Poets: Yeah, maybe

Anthology; Let's go pick an outfit for you

Poets: Okay

They walked back to Poets' room.

Anthology: Let's go through your closet

Poets walked into her closet.

Anthology: You only have white things?

Poets: White is my favorite color 

Anthology: Let's think

Anthology floated through the clothes.

Poets: I like that short white dress

Anthology: Put it on so I can check

Poets put the dress on.

Poets: You know I can pick my own outfits, right?

Anthology: I do, but I like giving tips

Poets: I like this one the best

Anthology: It looks pretty on you

Folklore: Hey, Poets!

Poets stepped out of the closet.

Poets: Hi, Folkie, wow you look great!

Folklore: You look great too!

Poets: I tried my best, ready to go?

Folklore: Yes! Dogs, behave

Folklore looked at the two dogs. Robin barked. Folklore held Poets' hand.

Poets: There we go

Folklore: The lake looks pretty today

Poets: Like you

Folklore set the picnic blanket down.

Folklore: You're way prettier 

Poets: Says you

Folklore blushed.

Poets: Anyways

Poets sat down.

Poets: What do you wanna do now?

Folklore picked up a sandwich.

Folklore: Eat?

Poets: Sure 

Folklore loved the taste of the sandwiches.

Folklore: Mmm, these are good

Poets: I made them with love

Folklore: Awww, you're so cute

Poets: I'm a poet for a reason 

Folklore: I'm a poet too

Poets tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Poets: And my soulmate 

Folklore: I knew you were my soulmate since the beginning 

Poets: It was love at first sight 

Folklore: Can we kiss?

Poets: We always can

Folklore pulled Poets into a kiss. Poets kissed back. Folklore put an arm around the poet.

Folklore: I could stay here all day

Poets: Me too, Lorie

Folklore kissed Poets again. Poets hugged Folklore:

Poets: I love you

Folklore: I love you too

Poets: I also got us candy

Poets held a bag of candy.

Folklore: Yay, candy!

Poets: I got us chocolates and Sour Patch Kids

Folklore: I want chocolates

Folklore had a secret chocolate stash in her room.

Poets: Okay, you want this bar?

Folklore: Yes

Poets gave Folklore the chocolate bar.

Poets: I'm loving this

Folklore: Me too

Poets: It's nice

They were just staring out into the lake.

Folklore: I'm in love with you

Poets: Me too

Folklore: I love you to the moon and to Saturn

Poets: I love you, it's saving my life

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This might be the second to last chapter of this, but anyways, Long Live Lovelies 🩶🤍