Goodnight Moon.. :)
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it mais or less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One por one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to cama yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my mural clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The cantar got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I amor you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
He set up the mic, played a small tune on his piano and cleared his throat. Becca had gone to sleep and he wrote a song for her, yet he had no nerve to tell her about it mais or less sing it to her.
Closing his eyes he flipped the light switch so he was in utter darkness and set his fingers on the piano. One por one they began playing a tune, no sooner he began singing.
"And don't go to cama yet, love,
I think it's early,
And we just need a little time to ourselves.
If my mural clock tells me that it's four
In the morning,
I'll give it hell.
'Cause I've been trying way too long,
To try to be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedroom and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
Becca woke from a pure craving Tyler, she ventured through The Cave she walked searching for her devious firecaster. She continued to walk until a faint voice drifted through her ears. She followed the noise until she came to a door.
The cantar got louder.
"And sing for me softly, love,
Your song for tomorrow
And tell me my name's the one sitting in there somewhere
And dream for me anything, but dream
It in color about
When all the sun's still rising and we don't care
And I've been trying way too long,
To try and be the perfect song,
When our hearts are heavy burdens,
We shouldn't have to urso alone.
So goodnight you,
And goodnight moon,
When you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She opened the door lookin at the boy astonished, for he had a small glow to him, like fire. She closed it slowly and sunk to the ground listening. Her eyes closed as a smile shined on her face.
"Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Just feel her lips,
Lock on to every breath I take;
Can't breath it in.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
So goodnight moon,
And goodnight you,
And you're all that I think about.
All that I dream about.
How'd I ever breathe without...
A goodnight kiss
From goodnight you,
The kind of hope they all talk about.
The kind of feeling we sing about.
Sit in our bedrooms and read aloud,
Like a passage from goodnight moon..."
She didn't know it but Tyler was fully aware that she was there. He would have stopped but he couldn't. Tears that slipped from his eyes rose in steam from the heat he generated. Becca closed her eyes tighter and slinked forward, holding back salty tears. Tyler continued.
"Oh, from goodnight moon....
Then here you were,
And I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs.
It's hard to miss,
The way her eyes light up the room,
And still the air.
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling..."
Eyes shut tight, Becca smiled more. Tyler got up and walked over to her, wiped her eyes, and cupped her face.
She opened her eyes and peered into his. He kissed her passionatly, pulled away and muttered,"I amor you.. I'm sorry I'm not around much." She hugged him and sniffled out an okay.
And they sat there.. in the dark holding each other.
_________
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
'Cause I feel us falling...
Do you feel us falling?
____________________
Weeeee! ;D
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, azevinho, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find azevinho, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, you see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, azevinho, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find azevinho, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, you see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Name: Shane Parker
Alias: Psio
Age:Er...15?
Powers: -Ability to locate someone mentally
-“Psychometry”–the ability to learn things about the past or future of an object por touching it
-Flight (WINGSSSSSS!!!!)
Past: Shane grew up being experimented on. But not por the School. His own parents. His parents worked under CADMUS, until one night the Schools "Erasers" Found Shane's parents and killed them. Since then, Shane traveled back to the past to try and take down CADMUS along with the School.
Name: Arabelle "A" Cunningham
Hero Name: Portal
Age: 16
Powers: Able to create and enter portals made my touching any fotografia or cartoon/drawing; only she and one other can enter
Personality: Girly-girl, tough, does't take "no" for an answer most of the time, caring, sarcastic, a bit sassy
Appearance: Blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, strong build, slight english accent
Relationship: None
Civvies: Skinny black long sleeve, laranja and yellow scarf, skinny jeans, grey moccasins, fishtail braid
Hero Outfit: *See picture*
Past: She doesn't talk about it- only to people who she really cares about and trusts. But she was recommended por Phantom Stranger (Yes, that is an actual JLI member!!)). She encountered him por sheer accident while moonlighting.
I promise this time!!
Love, Doughnuts, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,
KatRox1))