Parappa X Pj Novels & Stories

She lifted her small hands to the lady with her five fingers spread apart. "You're back again?" Willy, the store owner we met a week ago, smiled at me. I backed away as he moved out of the register to join me. His towering height was unbelievable. He offered a hand to me, which I accepted to shake. I held my breath at how his huge hand engulfed mine. Our skin complexion was a great contrast. I shy away at my pale skin. "We're here to get her first puppy. Mr. Bello decided it's better to adopt than to buy a pet."

Hair in a frizzy bun, hoodie covered in fur, eyes shadowed like I’d been punched by sleep deprivation itself. Hot. My sisters got meet-cutes with hot guys. My older sister Xenia was Pongoed, if you don’t understand the term, go watch 101 Dalmatians, and you’ll understand, in Central Park, and fell in love with Clay Nikolaidis, who resembles a statue of a Greek god more than a real man. And now my baby sister, Amaya, has her dream guy. Sure, there was way more chaos for Amaya and Alan, but the end result was the same… true love. Meanwhile, I had cat puke on the floor and haven’t been on a date since Spitfire came into my life and scared off the guy I was sort of seeing by using his testicles

I get it's frustrating for you guys! I am sorry! Pippa X

I hear a low hissing sound from Kattie. Tjeck removes his hand, looking at us, and suddenly appears like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. I mean, PJ is right; he does look absolutely sexy with his hair all tousled and a sleepy expression, but you don’t say that out loud… not in front of Kattie. "Oh, hi PJ. Are you here?" "As you can see, yes I am, and I’m back to stay," PJ says, a sly smile spreading on her lips.