Novel & Cerita Fluttershy Promise Not To Get Mad

I inquired and she wiped her eyes with her hands as she smiled widely but then I became confused at her change of expression "Yeah Mr hero what do you wanna ask?" "Can I perhaps know what your mother's name is?" "No you can't I'll only tell you on one condition" she teased "And what's that princess?" "Firstly you'll have to promise me you won't say no to me" she asked, bringing out her little finger "What's that?" "It's a finger used for pinky promise so pinky promise" "Okay pinky promise" I spat, bringing out mine as we locked our fingers together "I'll tell you my mama's name if you promise to let me see you again but I'll only fufill my promise if you fufill yours"

She pleaded, her voice trembling with vulnerability. Touched by her plea, I reached out and gently took her hands in mine. "You won't lose me, I promise," I reassured her, my voice filled with sincerity and determination. "Pinky promise," she whispered, stretching out her index finger towards me. I couldn't help but let out a soft giggle, charmed by her innocence and the seriousness she attached to our promise. "Pinky promise, Angel," I responded, intertwining my finger with her little one, sealing our pact.

“But a promise is a promise…you don’t make it if you can’t keep it. So, I will punish you…by f*cking you until you’re crying again.” |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

Not imagination. A forgotten life. ⸻ 🌙 The Promise Young Lyra looked at him. Smiling. ❤️ “Promise me something.” Young Ilyaan laughed. “Another promise?” She nodded. 🌙 “If they ever try to separate us…” 💔 “Don’t believe what they tell you.” The smile vanished from her face. 😢 “Even if the whole world says I’m the enemy.” ⚡ Young Ilyaan took her hand. ❤️

Her voice was calm, her face wasn't and the Floral I've known my whole life was already panicking. "Okay okay, if you're that curious then I'll let you know after three months." I said, blushing and looking away sheepishly. After three months, I would get another ten million and we will live happily ever after, I didn't want to break it so soon because she would force me to opt out. "Promise?" She pulled her pinky finger and we both laughed, Floral always gave off a younger sister energy while at the same time being protective and it was so surprising when she didn't pry further.

James whispered into my ear “I know, I hate that this is all going to get broken” “Then lets make a promise between the two of us” I turned around to face him trying to figure out what kind of promise “What?” “No matter what happens when the witch comes along, once she leaves the two of us will work together and put everything back together”

“Michal with me.” Michal didn’t argue; the only thing he did was drop a kiss into my hair so fast and soft that if a second had sneezed we would’ve missed it. “Don’t move unless it hurts,” he murmured, for me alone. “If it hurts, you tell me like it’s an order.” “I will.” “Promise.” “I promise.” Shelly squeezed my hand. “Promise to tell me, too. I will narc on you to your man, I swear it.”

She knelt down in front of Camela, dried her tears with her cream colour looking sweater, cupping her face into her hands. "As long as I am alive, I promise I won't let you díe young without fulfilling al those dreams of yours or watch you die in the hand's of my son Leo. Okay?, it's a promise between you and I" Camela smiled and looked up into her eyes, engulfing her into a warm hug. Madam Ann smiled back, patting her back "Do you want to seal that promise?" "Yes" Camela responded breaking the hug, they both brought out their tiniest fingers, locking them together before sealing it with their thumbs. Camela smiled at her childish look, madam Ann smiled brushing Camela hairs back in a ponyta

“Here, wrap your pinky around mine. “Maddie instructs. “That’s it. And now we shake.“ “What is this for exactly?“ “The idea is that if you break the promise, you break your pinky.“ Maddie informs me. “Hence, pinky promise.” It breaks? I look up at her at the violent idea. It’s surprising to hear. “Does it? “ I’m not even questioning how it does- maybe magic? “I’ve never broken a promise, and my pinky’s still okay. So probably. “Maddie smiles. “Here, “Maddie holds her finger with mine, and we shake. “Now it’s a promise. I will do all I can to get you away from that dreadful Mykhol. “