Piccolo Crying Novels & Stories

I puff, worn out. Right now, his cheeks deepen and his lips pout, taking the perfect position of a crybaby. Suspecting it's going to be a heavy downpour, I rush to his side. “Hey, baby boy...” I clink my tongue to make noises that babies love, at least Petian loves it. And she smiles back at me. I continue the ritual of flicking his cheeks and singing, but it's futile as tears begin to let down, damning my efforts more as it rolls effortlessly.

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Marcel scoffed, his expression defensive. "Why should I cry? I'm not crying." I raised an eyebrow, my gaze locked on his. "Your eyes are red, and they look... wet." His jaw clenched, his voice firm. "I'm not crying." "Alright then. If you say so," I smiled, my tone teasing. Marcel's expression crumpled, and he admitted, "Fine, I'm crying. Happy now?" I looked at him, surprised. "What? Why?"

A big tear dripped from his left eye and then another from his right eye as the toddler blinked, not believing his eyes. "Baby, why are you crying?" She asked in a croaked voice as she slowly sat upright gently holding his back so he wouldn't fall back. "UWAHHHHHHH...." Finlay let out a loud cry. His eyes closed tightly and the next thing he threw his small arms around her neck and hugged her with all his might afraid that if he loosened the hold she would leave him. "Uwahhhhhhhhh, F...Finwaaahhh," He sobbed loudly as she rubbed his back. Only to realize that he was wrapped in bandages.

I heard sobbing sounds beside me and I turned to see who it was ,I saw Abuelita sitting on a chair in tears and Phoebe rubbing her shoulders slowly as they both cried , no one consoling any one . A small tear dropped from my eyes and I sniffled. Immediately they heard a sound from me , they turned to face me and rushed towards me immediately. I tried to open my mouth but no words came out, I tried desperately hard but I couldn't feel nor hear my voice. "Papito" Abuelita wailed as she bent on the bed and pulled me into a tight hug, it was quite inconvenient for me but I just let her . She deserve Whatever comfort she wanted right now.

In lycanthrop culture wardrobe malfunctions such as these were not a very unusual occurrance. "I think it's kind of punk." spoke a powerful voice from behind me. I turned to face the towering figure of the Alpha himself. I barely reached the height of his glistening bronze shoulders and Oakly and I both stood there gawking. In his musceled arms he held Eli, my least favorite pup. "I heard you met my brother Eli," Alpha Berion shook his head in annoyance at his little brother, "He's always been a trouble maker. Youngest children. You can't take them anywhere."

She was still crying quietly, her eyes puffy and red. “Michelle, stop crying,” I whispered, pulling her into my arms. “I’m right here. Nothing is going to happen to me. I promise.” She clung to me tightly, her small body trembling. Then she pulled to look into my eyes. “I love you so much, Uncle Pedro,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled softly. “I love you too.” “No…” she breathed, shaking her head. “I really love you.”

“Sean, where are you?” Craig's head was down, and his reddened eyes were moist and fixed on his toes. His nose was red, his lips quivered, and his shaky voice was laced with grievance, making him appear more pitiful. Craig sniffed and hiccupped loudly, revealing that the boy had been crying for a while. Faint tears hung on his face, and dry tear traces coated his face.

I said and she clicked her tongue. "Whatever!!! Even if they hear, they won't be able to come home right away. I'm damn sure they're in a forest or bush taking pictures of birds, flowers, and so on" she said and I sighed. Suddenly, we heard a voice crying from a nearby class. "Who's crying?" I asked curiously. "Are you asking me?" Nova replied rudely and I frowned. She burst into laughter. "Ok I'm sorry but you know sometimes you ask silly questions," she said and wrapped her hands around my shoulder. "Let's go check who's crying," she said and I smiled. *********** *********** *********** We entered the class and saw the girl Paige embarrassed crying like a baby. "Hey," Nova said and touche

Pack members gave us curious stares as we walked side by side down the road. Soon, we got to the quiet part of the playground and sat on a bench. Landon started sobbing. I sat quietly and watched the pups play, while he poured it all out. As he buried his face in his palms and cried silently, I wondered what would make this comical idiot cry so hard. Maybe it had something to do with Millicent's scarcity. After a while he wiped his tears and stuck his hands in his pocket while looking down at the grass. He sniffed and said, " Sorry, I'm sure your surprised to see a grown man like me cry" he chuckled bitterly after his sentence.