Piccolo Smiling Novels & Stories

Then he said, "You're smiling like an idiot." I was surprised. Marco never talked like that. He was always polite, always formal, always kept his distance. But this time, he seemed to be joking. "What did you say?" "You're smiling like an idiot," he repeated with a flat face. "I've never seen you like this. Even when you defeated your greatest enemy, you never smiled like this." "Are you teasing me, Marco?" Marco was silent for a moment. Then the corner of his lips lifted slightly. Barely noticeable, but I saw it. He smiled.

Harry had his eyebrow raised just like his usual selfies with his hands behind his back and Milo with his rock on sign and open mouth; Tybalt with his brightest smile as his eyes sparkle while Rin with his adorable wacky pose; and Romeo with his serious look. Me? Oh I just had my biggest smile ever. I can't even remember when I last smiled as big as this. "Hey, why are you being so emotional today?" Milo giggles, patting my shoulder then soon wrapping his arm around me and pulling me close to him. "I'm... just so happy today. I'm so happy I'm crying," he giggles once more and took me into his embrace. He's so warm. "Hey, love birds! Let's go take a thousand more photos!" Rin shouted making u

I volunteered happily with a smile on my face. As soon as I got the phone set on camera, Jake and Milo stood next to each other. Jake casually placed his arm around Milo with his thumbs out and a huge smile plastered on his face. Milo on the other hand pulled out a peace sign and a wide smile that showed all of his teeth. “Say macaroni and cheese with pickle toppings.” I teased. “Macaroni and cheese with-- what?” Milo gapes as his thick British accent tickles my ears. I couldn’t help but smile as he makes a funny face before smiling again. I snagged the photo and I still couldn’t help but laugh. Jake thanks Milo as they shake hands before I handed him his phone.

Did you smile, right? " Pretty little human," one of them smirks. " Hmm," is the only sound that comes from my mouth.

More than that, he’s smiling. It’s nothing elaborate. It’s small. A Vincent smile. I take it.

"Did you enjoy the evening, Rico?" Rico nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. Yes, I guess I did. Thanks," he replied dryly, trying to keep his emotions intact. Picasso smiled through the pain in his heart but said nothing, his heart deciding to dwell on the flash images of Rico's smile from the past days.

Let's just say she isn't the kind of person you want to cross. Sienna wears a mini skirt so short it might as well have been a belt and a tube top that defied the laws of physics. Her perfectly styled dark waves frames her smug expression as she whispered something to Nico, her sharp gaze flicking to me with the kind of disdain that make me want to crawl back into the bathroom stall. I tried to sidestep, praying he will not notice me, but of course, that is a wishful thinking. "Piccolo," Massimo drawled, his hand shooting out to grab my wrist.

As I scrolled downward, I realized in all his youth pictures, he wore a big smile on his face, something I had never seen on him. His eyes sparkled with delight, shining like two stars in the midnight sky. His mouth was contorted in a wide, genuine grin that stretched from ear to ear. His teeth gleamed bright white, surrounded by rosy lips that were pulled slightly wider at either end. His cheeks were crinkled with delight, and his eyebrows were raised in a playful expression. It was as if he had just heard the world's funniest joke and couldn't contain his joy. Every aspect of his face radiated pure happiness, making me Wonder how he turned so cold looking.

He even surpassed my grandfather and grandmother who did not want to keep up with the trend. I want to cry because he really doesn't want to. :( What a waste! We don't have a picture yet. "Just one Picture! Please." I whispered and luckily he heard my moaning. :D "Tss! k. Fine-fine!" >.< "Yessss!" ^_^ "Alright! 1,2,3 Smile!" *captured* *captured* *captured* "Aaaaaaaaaah!! It's beautiful!!! *O* ^______^ My reaction. -_______- Zik's reaction.

He wasn't even trying to hide it anymore…, scratch that, he couldn't. "Don't you dare..." He raised a shaky hand, pointing a trembling finger at Diablo. "Don't you dare call me that, Diablo! I'm a.... I'm a..." He stammered. "I'm a grown man and you… You have no right to refer to me as a child!" Diablo’s smile didn't falter. "Well, uh... okay, as you wish, Piccolo." He let the hated nickname hang in the air for a moment longer, savoring it.