Novel & Cerita My Little Pony My Name

Sophie going straight for Olivia and Charlotte went right for Knox, who scooped her up in his arms. "What did you wish for?" He asked the little girl in his arms. "A pony!" She grinned at him. "A pony." He echoed looked over at me. I grinned myself. A pony was a huge ask and I can hundred percent guarantee Annie and Lucas didn't get her one. "What would you name him?" "I name her Bre like Bre." As if these two girls didn't already have my heart. "Well that is a very beautiful name." Knox met my eyes once more as he spoke. I ducked my head at the heat in his stare.

food for me,” said the chubby kid. I almost slapped my forehead at my stupidity. I just realized that I don’t even know their names. “Ms. Queen! I’ll be guessing first!” exclaimed the chubby one. “Okay but before that. I’d like to know your names first cause I forgot to ask earlier,” I admitted. “Oh! In that case, I’ll be introducing myself first. I’m Marvin,” said the chubby kid. “Hello, Marvin,” I said and I did the same to the rest of the kids.

she mumbles grumpily. Brendan bites the inside of his cheek so hard he nearly draws blood. “Well, then what is his name?” Alcina demands, all intelligible traces of fear evaporated in the face of her aggrieved discovery that the wolf she’d affectionately grown attached to as Fluffy, apparently already had a different owner and name. Brendan, not for the first time, does not quite know what to make of this lass. “His name is Ghost,” he says. Ghost, at his name, barks once, before settling into a sharp sitting position right at Brendan's heel.

I cry too hard for words. Her form fades, misty, dreamlike. Time's up. Deep breath. Steady voice. "Do you have a name?" A head tilt. No one's ever given her one. I remember being small, parents alive, dreaming up my future wolf. Name picked out. "Lumi," I say, voice breaking. "Like light. Because that's what I always hoped you'd be." The wolf's eyes brighten. Then her tail begins to wag, not the tiny movement from before, but a real, joyful wagging.

To my utter shock and surprise, Saph stills and takes a couple of deep breaths before turning a softened expression towards Ruby. “What is your name, brave, little princess? Surely it’s not Cupcake,” Saph says in a kinder tone that I never thought was possible. “My name isn’t Cupcake,” Ruby says with a stern face, not fooled by Saph’s sudden kindness. “That’s just what my Papa calls me. My name is Ruby Portia Sorren,” she says proudly, a smug smile on her face. I can’t help but give my baby girl a big kiss on her cheek.

“Come on, open up.” I giggled, leaning forward. “You’re ridiculous.” “Hey, I’m just trying to impress the queen of my heart.” I gave him a teasing look. “Is that so?” “Mm-hmm,” he said, popping a grape into his mouth. “This is my subtle way of getting you to agree to the name I like.” I raised a brow, amused. “Oh? What name would that be?” He leaned in. “Storm. For a boy.” I blinked. “Storm? Like… thunderstorm?”

Still, I said, "so what? You had a front row in enjoying my breakup and now you are thinking of Stephanie's little sad love story?" "Nah. Besides, I know sad - That is not it. I am the guy whose name is Hawk Moose. I mean, when you are named after a bird and a deer, the least a boy could hope for is a cool middle name. But that one's actually worse - Gary. So, it is actually Hawk Gary Moose. Do you know what it feels like to wake up every day and think, jeez, why did my parents hate me so much? I share a name with Sponge bob's snail."

“I don't understand why I have to lie about my name, even to her.” “Don't ever say that about mama. Always say 'mama,' nothing else. Put respect on mama's name, trust me. Besides, it's not lying; take it as a form of, um, what do they call it? Yeah, alter ego. Pundy is my alter ego. When I'm on stage and the crowd goes wild, and I hear 'Pundy, Pundy, Pundy, Pundy!' everywhere, Pundy, I'm a monster on that stage. I love the name Natasha; why Natasha, though?” “It was the first name that popped up in my head.”

Saanvi asked, "I am not asking about my name, what is your name?" The little girl said "My name is Saanvi" Saanvi said with excitement "Hey, my name is also Saanvi"

Rivero asked. "Yeah, just you know, my wolf woke up." I said feeling embarrassed. Mrs. Rivero giggled and patted my hand. I blushed. That's embarrassing! I told my wolf. I hear my wolf laugh and said, What do you want to name me? Will I try to be a hairy wolf, when I say the name? My wolf laughed again and said, “No.” “Ok, your name is . . . let's see . . . Moonyeen!”