Piccolo Smiling Novels & Stories

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.

Luciano being smiled at. Calla swallowed hard, her throat suddenly tight. Her chest ached as she stared at the picture again. Was this what Rico had lived with for years? Growing up in the same house, yet somehow standing alone even in a family photo. Her fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the album. The smile on Luciano’s face was warm and easy, their parents pressed close to him as if he were the center of their world. And Rico… he had simply been there, standing beside them with that straight, unreadable face.

Pedro said, making Camila just tug at her lip corner. "Alright then, I'm looking forward to it," Camila said, making them both smile happily.

Squishy toys come to mind and small toddler chubby fingers gripping them. “That was a rather aggressive manoeuvre.” I point out with an impulsive giggle; Mico is watching us from where he is standing with a hint of amusement on his face. It’s not that I have never had an audience before, but I’m aware of his presence. A little too aware and it makes me glance by Alexi’s sexy smile to check that Mico isn’t staring at us.

''Luciano I told you I don't want to speak to you" I hissed out as I remembered what he did to me earlier. His hand lingered on my arm and I turned to give him a piece of my mind. He was in a pair of black sweats and matching hood, his dark hair glistening under the moon light. His gray eyes appeared lighter than usual and his lips pulled up in a smile which made my eyes narrow in confusion. When did he start smiling and why's he smiling? "Luciano i--- He chuckled and shook his head. "I'm not Luciano Piccolo fiore" the voice familiar to Luciano's spoke and I furrowed my brows. "T--then who are you?" I mumbled out.

Phoebe chipped in with a stern look. “ Do you even smile?” Minnie asked collectothe snacks and drinks from Lovie “ Thank you” Sofia dismissed her with a smile “ Maybe when she sees..my brother” Joan mused with a teasing smile. “ Mmm…I can imagine that” Minnie mumbled “ Of course you can, just the way you blush out when you see Jace” Sofia mumbled Joining the laughter. “ I can also imagine that” Phoebe rasped with a tight smile, more like a frown.