Cute 3 Bff Drawings Novels & Stories

“Thank you, Emma.” The other cubs crowded around, not wanting to be left out. Each one had their own masterpiece to share. Tommy had drawn me training with the young warriors, complete with little speech bubbles saying “Be stronger!” and “You can do it!” Lisa's picture showed the whole pack running together under a full moon. And little Max, only four years old, had created what he proudly declared was just me, Kane, and Zane smiling — though it mostly looked like three happy blobs. Emma watched from the doorway, her eyes soft. More footsteps approached, and the Beta pair appeared with fresh clothes and… was that chocolate chip pancakes?

I picked up the next drawing, and paused. It was a messy picture of a woman wearing glasses. I blinked, then raised an eyebrow, pointing to myself. “Is… is that me?” Hannah nodded quickly, her fingers twisting together. “Y-yes,” she said nervously. “Is it good?” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. I pulled her into a hug, holding her tightly. “Yes. It’s perfect.” She smiled, clearly relieved, her body relaxing against mine. I continued flipping through the drawings, my smile still lingering, until I reached the last one. My hands stilled as I looked at the drawing of four people.

Harley says, wiping his tears. "It's okay, bubba." I say, kissing his head and smoothing his hair down. He opens the piece of paper and smiles when he sees a drawing of two stick figures, one being small and one being big, the small one being Kai and the big one being Vixen. There's a heart in the middle and it's colored in and outside the lines and- awww, she wrote her name at the bottom. "It's beautiful, baby. Thank you." Vixen says, kissing her cheek.

When she handed Felix the drawing, he took it with his free hand and carefully unfolded it. At the bottom of the drawing, the twins had signed their name with shaky writing – ‘Love, Aaron & Lily’. The work was more cubism than realism, with its clashing colors and distorted symmetry but it was undoubtedly the nicest thing that anyone had given him in a while. As he sat on the ground with a drawing from two ten year olds in one hand and Cassie’s dainty hand in the other, he felt at peace.

It would truly break her heart because Steffan was her only friend, aside from the shadows. Stretching her arms, Cent flailed to get back her sketchpad. But Steffan was too tall and too strong for a skinny gothic girl like her. She was almost in tears when Steffan’s words froze her. “These are awesome! Did you draw these, Maleficent? Dude, this is so cool!”

'Hello, girlfriend! I rolled my eyes. This brute! “WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME YOUR GIRLFRIEND?! SINCE WHEN DID I BECAME YOUR GIRLFRIEND?! BRYAN JAMES LEE, STOP BEING CRAZY, OKAY?!” ‘Calmed down first girlfriend!’ He continued teasing me. This guy is so good at pissing me off. Alex, calm yourself... inhale... exhale... relax... I started to count one up to ten to calm myself.

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It was a simple drawing with four figures, who I assumed were us, and the beach and sea as the background because I noticed blue. "Oh, wow!" Zurin reacted with the maximum enthusiasm he could do. It was not easy since he used to mask his emotions and show nothing to the world. But there was no such thing in the pup's world. We had to mimic their reaction so that they learned to read people. The excitement meant they were being accepted. "Are those us?" Zach bobbed his head. "It's Mommy, Daddy, Cherry, and I." He mentioned while pointing at the figures one by one.

“Yes, Aunt Fiona, and of course me, oh, and Uncle Carlos.” “I see, you did good, baby.” I looked at her drawings; of course they were children's drawings, so good enough for her age, especially when she got the important parts—that fingers are supposed to be ten, five on each hand, two eyes, ears, and one nose. “I can’t believe you got Aunt Fiona’s freckles.” “Oh yes, she looks just like her, right, Mommy?” “Right, you did good, baby. I'm sure your teacher will give you a sticker.”

Embarrassment flooded him so hard he felt dizzy. What the fuck is my brother doing now?! KEN? BARBIE?! Matthew grabbed his temple, mortified beyond words. He had punched this man for nothing!! “Hey!” the man snapped. “Get your brother off me! I still have work to do!” Only then did Matthew truly look at him. The man’s cap had fallen off, revealing his face completely. Soft features. Gentle eyes. And his hair.... Sharp, structured and strikingly manly. It really did resemble Ken’s hair. Matthew didn’t even watch Barbie movies but Mac Arthur owned a massive collection of dolls that everyone in the mansion knew exactly who Ken was.