10-16-2020, 07:13 PM
Come grab your pumpkins? For what? The kitten's gaze narrowed towards the pile of the plump pumpkins, eyeing them carefully. For a moment, he looked back at Goldenluxury and Diya in confusion, only to wander forward seconds later. He laid his paw on the front of the pile, assessing each round fruit carefully. Some had warts, others had straight stems, but one in particular caught his eye. At the top of the pile laid a lean, bright orange pumpkin with a twisted stem. Compared to the rest, it was quite large but to Alexandre, it's clear complexion was a thing of beauty. He needed it.
Light paws traveled their way up to the top with an occasional hop or skip along the way. Alexandre came upon his pumpkin in no time. With a smile, he proceeded to lightly nuzzle at it's side and attempt to push it down to the bottom. Luck would not have that today though. As he pushed, other pumpkins began to come loose from underneath his paws and tumbled to the floor. An orange avalanche flooded the area, leaving the feline squeaking in surprise. He pushed out from the rubble. Wings extended and the boy floated to the ground. Unknown to the crowd, his face turned a bright red underneath his alabaster pelt. Embarrassment left him standing silently, unable to move for a few moments. Snapping out of it, he quietly wandered towards his pumpkin without another word. "Sorry," came his guilty mutter.
Alexandre continued to push his pumpkin with his nose to an area in the back. As he traveled past the others, his gaze focused on the ground in shame.
Light paws traveled their way up to the top with an occasional hop or skip along the way. Alexandre came upon his pumpkin in no time. With a smile, he proceeded to lightly nuzzle at it's side and attempt to push it down to the bottom. Luck would not have that today though. As he pushed, other pumpkins began to come loose from underneath his paws and tumbled to the floor. An orange avalanche flooded the area, leaving the feline squeaking in surprise. He pushed out from the rubble. Wings extended and the boy floated to the ground. Unknown to the crowd, his face turned a bright red underneath his alabaster pelt. Embarrassment left him standing silently, unable to move for a few moments. Snapping out of it, he quietly wandered towards his pumpkin without another word. "Sorry," came his guilty mutter.
Alexandre continued to push his pumpkin with his nose to an area in the back. As he traveled past the others, his gaze focused on the ground in shame.
BLOOD AND GORE IS ALL I GET FOR BEING YOURS
YOU WANNA BE MINE ?
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