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
Yo! Attention all Red Revenge fans! I've got a proposition.
((It's called a contest you idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I said *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask or one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, enviar it por November 31st in the imagens on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement you have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
((It's called a contest you idiot))
Oh, shut up!
Anyway, as I said *tapes Sam's mouth closed* I have a competition!
Holly's mask is supposed to be domino themed, but I don't want a Robin domino mask or one the sidekicks wear. I want something unique, individual, and awesome. Here's the contest:
GOAL: Draw/make/Whatev a domino mask for Holly, enviar it por November 31st in the imagens on the club with a link messages to me.
DETAILS: I want the mask to hide her identity (duh) I don't want it to be like Robin's and Speedy's, etc. I want it to be green and decorative.
PRIZE: To the best mask, I'll give the winner "What Matters?" a week before it's release (Dec. 29th) in one big package. The only agreement you have to make is no spoilers.
Have fun peeps!
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.