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Team Chamomile - M2, P1
Team Chamomile - Mission 2 - Part I
Spinda's Café, about 8:00 AM.
Twiggy the Turtwig looked around the café anxiously, as if waiting for something. His eyes wandered from side to side, and then back down at his Oran Tea.
"She said she'd be here soon " the Turtwig muttered to himself nervously. Trying not to catch the attention of the other Pokémon, he took a gulp of his tea. The taste was round, sweet, and more than filling, just as he'd expected of Spinda's culinary skills. He wasn't able to enjoy his tea for long, however; just as he began taking another sip
"Hey, Twiggy!" a familiar voice cried out right from
Team Chamomile - M2 FINALE
Team Chamomile Mission 2 Part X
Castle Draclugia Foyer, time assumed to be evening.
Fleur and Twiggy were overwhelmed with anxietytheir leader, Mike, hung in the hands of the grass-napping Lugia. He held on to his feathered hat for dear life, but Fleur noticed he was mumbling something under his breath His eyes were glazed, and a faint red blush could be seen on his bright-orange visage.
"That's them!" the deep-voiced Haxorus who had taken Twiggy earlier pointed out, "The Vulpix followed us in thereI knew she was suspicious, milady!"
"Wha ?!" Fleur gasped, "How did you know I followed you, you weirdo?!"
Glass KissIn the dark of the night
We woke with the urge of a fire,
A flight of flee and retire
And escaped the clutches of fight.
I drown my dress and my cape
While you gather our things,
And before the morning birds could sing
We made our desperate escape.
As we ran through the dark
Dodging branches and vines
Your heartbeat was next to mine,
And the doubt between us began to mark.
But even as I clutched onto you
You felt cold as ice, hard as steel.
And though I didn't want my doubt to be true
The love that I felt wasn't r e a l..
I can't even feel your skin,
No matter what you're in
You never feel real
Among SheetsHere you are, sprawled out between the sheets.
Fast asleep, I slowly crawl on the edges,
Carful not to wake you.
The sunrise is coming beautifully and shines its light through the shades,
Making sunlit lines on your face,
Revealing more beauty than in the dark.
I close my eyes and move towards you - a girl in a drunken trance,
Still trying to be stealthy.
You move and jitter at the creeks,
And I cringe at them and move even slower, which only makes it worse.
Here I am, body pressed against the surface like a young predator,
Practicing her stealth.
Slowly, I creep closer and closer to you,
Blind to my surroundings.
I want your
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