Autumnflower777

        As Sandstorm backs out of the clearing into her mates den with out relising, she bumps in to Firestar. "oofff! Oh Sorry I just I wa-" Sandstorm mutterd. "Its fine! What up with you? You look tense." he yawned. Sandstorm shiffed her paws, "Its Graystripe." Firestar looked almarmed, "WHAT? Has something happe-" "NO NO NO! No that," Sandstorm mewed, cutting her mate off, "when I was out there, Graystipe came and told me something." "Well what did he tell you?" the ginger tom asked. Sandstorm looked away, "He told me that he loved me." Firestar stared at her with shock and hurt in his eyes. "Do y-yo

   "Firestar! Firestar, HELP ME!" Firestar looked around for the the voice. He didn't know who it was at first, but then relised it was his mate, Sandstorm. "Hold on Sandstorm! I'm Coming!" the ginger tom called back. He raced to find his mate being draged away by twolegs. "FIRESTAR!" Sandstorm yowled, as she faded away. "Sandstorm don't leave me!" the tom cried.    Firestar shot up awake. He looked around, glad to see his mate sleeping at his side. It was only a dream. Sandstorm awoke. "Are you ok?" she meowed sleepily. "Fine." he purred, nuzzleing his mate. "That's good, now can we please go back to sleep, So

One day at the comic studio in Cartoon World, Garfield sat in the cafeteria drinking coffee, when all of a sudden, Odie burst in the room. Odie: Arf! Arf! Arf! Garfield: Wha-? What's wrong Odie? Odie started tugging Garfield's arm. Garfield: You want me to follow you? Odie nodded. Garfield got up & followed Odie into the set. He looked around, but doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. He turned to Odie. Garfield: What did you bring me here for? Odie pointed up. Garfield looked & gasped in shock. He saw a large, pink balloon on the ceiling. He looked back at Odie. Garfield: What's with the balloon? Odie pointed at one end of the

"She loves me, she loves me, not," the blonde boy sighed deeply as he leaned back against the tree. A gentle breeze blew the flower petals out of his open hand and he dropped the half gone flower. "Cloe," he moaned softly. He couldn't get his mind off of her, everything reminded him of Cloe, even decaffeinated tea. Cameron, what are you gonna do?he sighed again. Had he really fallen in love with his dear friend? She was smart, sweet, kind, beautiful and talented. She was even better than any girl Cameron could ever imagine. Maybe I should just tell her, what's the worst that could happen? She could turn me down and this could hurt our frien