3rd person:
As the two foreign gems place a tree up near their barn they can't help it, but to make it their own. As water and metal is strung together they can't help but to beam with their creation. As presents of meepmorps are given they can't help it not to hug each other with pride. As Camp Pining Hearts plays they can't help but fangirl scream over the Percy and Pirre moments. At night they cuddle near a hazardous fire and fall 'asleep'. In the mourning they awake to find an odd red and green plant. As they hold it above each other a teenage boy tells them what it means, and with that the green and blue kiss creating a new fusion.
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Random Oneshot Crap
Short StoryA series of random things either give to me or thought of by me to write in this little book.
