Under these falling stars.
I just wrote something concerning the end of my fanfic.
If you have not read my fanfic, The Life and Times, this will spoiler it for you.
If you don't want to read this, tis okay.
She held his hand in hers, gazing upwards at the sky.
She leaned her head just slightly on his shoulder, he was so tall.
She glanced up at him slightly, smiled, then gazed at the sky again.
She was well aware of her moving feet, the backs of her ballet flats,
which had not been broken in yet, cut into her ankles and made small
creases in her ankles. She knew she'd have a blister the next day.
She felt the boys hands, who stood next to her, get sweaty. Why
was he nerveous? She glanced at him, he had his head hung,
he was watching her feet. She felt weird, knowing he was watching
her constantly moving feet and not the night sky.
It was supposed to be something worth watching. Did he really
find her feet more interesting then falling stars?
"Look!" cried the orange haired boy from across the lawn.
She glanced upwards with the boy next to her, a white streak
flew across the sky. Then another, and another. It was gorgeous.
She couldn't take her eyes off them.
If I could stay here forever with him...she thought I would..To stay
under this night sky, in this house....To always be with him...
forever....She felt his hand grab her and her pulled her in front of him
as a angry parent would do to a young child who was in a deep need
of a good scolding. She stared into his eyes. He was sweating, even
though the night air was almost freezing. He opened his mouth and began
to speak. He spoke words of his birthday. The day I came over...we we're
under the table...he was nerveous....could you love somebody at three?
"I want to hug you forever-" said he quietly, holding her arm as he dug in his
pocket. Oh my gosh..this can't be happening. I..I'm not ready-
"To kiss you forever." he continued. Forever...To hug and kiss forever?...I..
He is...I can't....He is......I have to...I love him-
"Megan, will...will you, under these falling stars," I can't breathe...
Her eyes were filling with water now. "Marry me?" he finished.
He held out the ring. A gorgeous ring. She opened her mouth, but surprise
overtook her and overwhelmed her. "Megan?" he asked her.
Suddenly she choked once and burst into tears, they came spilling down her
face as she threw her arms around him and hugged him.
Tell him yes! Tell him the words he wants to hear!
She looked up at him and smiled at him. His face
was so clear, so loving. She was going to spend her life with him. "Of course."
He smiled and hugged her back in a deep, lasting hug, as he kissed her on
her lips, they stood forever embracing each other and loving each other.
He let her go and smiled down at her small frame, her curly brown hair was
falling into her face, getting mixed in the new set of tears she was crying,
getting stuck in her mouth, her eyes were puffy.
He slowly grabbed her hair from her face and pulled it back, then cupped
her cheeks in his large hands. He moved one thumb slowly under her
eye, wiping the tears away. "Don't cry."
She grabbed his hand, but didn't move it. She stared into his eyes.
I love him so much...I....I can't believe....Of all the dreams..
She said in a hiccuping voice, "I have dreamed of the day I was
proposed to all my life. And everytime I imagined it, the face that
would appear would be yours."
They smiled at each other. She grabbed him around the middle and
hugged him tightly, and he did the same to her.
Megan...Docia...Robinson...
Then they let go, and together, Wilbur Robinson and Megan Yagoobian,
shared a kiss that lasted forever, under the moon and the stars.
I really, really like Megan/Wilbur. Megan...To me, is one of my favorite fan made characters I have made up.
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If you have not read my fanfic, The Life and Times, this will spoiler it for you.
If you don't want to read this, tis okay.
She held his hand in hers, gazing upwards at the sky.
She leaned her head just slightly on his shoulder, he was so tall.
She glanced up at him slightly, smiled, then gazed at the sky again.
She was well aware of her moving feet, the backs of her ballet flats,
which had not been broken in yet, cut into her ankles and made small
creases in her ankles. She knew she'd have a blister the next day.
She felt the boys hands, who stood next to her, get sweaty. Why
was he nerveous? She glanced at him, he had his head hung,
he was watching her feet. She felt weird, knowing he was watching
her constantly moving feet and not the night sky.
It was supposed to be something worth watching. Did he really
find her feet more interesting then falling stars?
"Look!" cried the orange haired boy from across the lawn.
She glanced upwards with the boy next to her, a white streak
flew across the sky. Then another, and another. It was gorgeous.
She couldn't take her eyes off them.
If I could stay here forever with him...she thought I would..To stay
under this night sky, in this house....To always be with him...
forever....She felt his hand grab her and her pulled her in front of him
as a angry parent would do to a young child who was in a deep need
of a good scolding. She stared into his eyes. He was sweating, even
though the night air was almost freezing. He opened his mouth and began
to speak. He spoke words of his birthday. The day I came over...we we're
under the table...he was nerveous....could you love somebody at three?
"I want to hug you forever-" said he quietly, holding her arm as he dug in his
pocket. Oh my gosh..this can't be happening. I..I'm not ready-
"To kiss you forever." he continued. Forever...To hug and kiss forever?...I..
He is...I can't....He is......I have to...I love him-
"Megan, will...will you, under these falling stars," I can't breathe...
Her eyes were filling with water now. "Marry me?" he finished.
He held out the ring. A gorgeous ring. She opened her mouth, but surprise
overtook her and overwhelmed her. "Megan?" he asked her.
Suddenly she choked once and burst into tears, they came spilling down her
face as she threw her arms around him and hugged him.
Tell him yes! Tell him the words he wants to hear!
She looked up at him and smiled at him. His face
was so clear, so loving. She was going to spend her life with him. "Of course."
He smiled and hugged her back in a deep, lasting hug, as he kissed her on
her lips, they stood forever embracing each other and loving each other.
He let her go and smiled down at her small frame, her curly brown hair was
falling into her face, getting mixed in the new set of tears she was crying,
getting stuck in her mouth, her eyes were puffy.
He slowly grabbed her hair from her face and pulled it back, then cupped
her cheeks in his large hands. He moved one thumb slowly under her
eye, wiping the tears away. "Don't cry."
She grabbed his hand, but didn't move it. She stared into his eyes.
I love him so much...I....I can't believe....Of all the dreams..
She said in a hiccuping voice, "I have dreamed of the day I was
proposed to all my life. And everytime I imagined it, the face that
would appear would be yours."
They smiled at each other. She grabbed him around the middle and
hugged him tightly, and he did the same to her.
Megan...Docia...Robinson...
Then they let go, and together, Wilbur Robinson and Megan Yagoobian,
shared a kiss that lasted forever, under the moon and the stars.
I really, really like Megan/Wilbur. Megan...To me, is one of my favorite fan made characters I have made up.
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